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The crystal chandeliers of the Grand Bellevue Ballroom cast a harsh, brilliant light over three hundred of the city’s elite.

It was the annual Metropolitan Heritage Gala—a night of black-tie attire, expensive champagne, and networking. For Dean, it was an obstacle course of immense risk.

Underneath the stiff collar of his tuxedo shirt, the narrow leather day-collar rested against his throat, warm from his body heat. Every time he turned his head to speak to a board member or answer a polite que
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  • Masked: Ruin Me, Daddy (MM Taboo collection)   The mafia pretty boy 5

    Elias’s POVI was going to die.That was the only thought running through my mind as I sat tied to a chair inside the abandoned warehouse.My wrists burned from struggling against the ropes, and my cheek throbbed where Adrian had slapped me.But none of that mattered.All I could think about was Dante.Please don’t come.Please, Dante.For once in your stubborn life, listen to me.“Stop crying, pretty boy.”I lifted my head.Adrian Russo stood a few feet away, casually cleaning his gun.I glared at him.“Go to hell.”He laughed.“Such a sharp tongue. No wonder Moretti likes you.”“Leave him alone.”“Oh, sweetheart. He’s already on his way.”My stomach dropped.“No.”Adrian smiled.“Midnight. The great Dante Moretti is coming to save his favorite little toy.”“I’m not his toy!”“Then what are you?”I opened my mouth.But the answer caught in my throat.What was I to Dante?His prisoner?His responsibility?His mistake?Or something more?Adrian crouched in front of me.“Don’t tell me y

  • Masked: Ruin Me, Daddy (MM Taboo collection)   The mafia pretty boy 4

    Elias’s POVI was in love with a dangerous man.And tonight, I was going to betray him.Again.The realization made my stomach twist as I stood beside Dante’s bedroom window, staring at the beautiful gardens below.Only yesterday, I had kissed him.Only yesterday, I had allowed myself to believe that perhaps something beautiful could grow between us.But I had forgotten one important thing.Men like Adrian Russo didn’t allow people like me to have happy endings.My phone vibrated.I glanced at the screen.UNKNOWN NUMBER: Midnight. Don’t disappoint me, pretty boy.My hands trembled.Another message followed.Bring the black flash drive from Moretti’s office. Or Noah dies.I closed my eyes.God.What was I supposed to do?If I refused, Adrian would kill my brother.If I obeyed, Dante might never forgive me.And the worst part?I wasn’t even sure which possibility frightened me more.“Elias?”I quickly hid my phone.Dante stood in the doorway, wearing a fitted black shirt and dark trouse

  • Masked: Ruin Me, Daddy (MM Taboo collection)   The mafia pretty boy 3

    Elias’s POV“DANTE!”My scream echoed through the bedroom as his body crashed against mine, sending us both to the floor.Blood.There was blood on his shirt.Oh God.He’d been shot.“Dante! Please, open your eyes!”Before I could touch him, he grabbed my wrist.“Stay down!” he growled.I froze.He was alive.Thank God, he was alive.Another gunshot exploded above us, shattering the mirror behind the bed.Dante rolled onto his side, raised his gun, and fired twice.The masked man standing in the doorway collapsed.I screamed again.“Are you hurt?” Dante demanded.I shook my head, trembling.“Y-you’re bleeding.”“It’s a scratch.”“A scratch? There’s blood everywhere!”“Elias!”His sharp voice silenced me.He cupped my cheek, forcing me to look at him.“Listen to me, pretty boy. I need you to stay calm.”I swallowed.“Okay.”“Good boy.”My cheeks heated despite the terror gripping my chest.Seriously?Was he flirting with me during a shooting?Dante pushed himself up, wincing as he pres

  • Masked: Ruin Me, Daddy (MM Taboo collection)   The mafia pretty boy 2

    Elias’s POV“Who sent you?”Dante Moretti’s cold voice sent a shiver down my spine.I sat frozen in the back of his expensive black SUV, staring at the phone in his hand.One stupid message had ruined everything.“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I lied.Dante raised an eyebrow.“Really?”“Yes.”He turned the phone toward me, displaying the message.Did you get close to Moretti yet?“Then explain this, pretty boy.”I swallowed nervously.“It’s a wrong number.”For a moment, he simply stared at me.Then he laughed.“Do you seriously expect me to believe that?”“It’s the truth.”“You’re a terrible liar, Elias.”“And you’re a terrible kidnapper,” I snapped.His smile disappeared.“Careful.”I folded my arms and turned toward the window.I couldn’t tell him the truth.Not when my younger brother’s life depended on my silence.Three weeks ago, Adrian Russo had approached me outside the hospital where my brother, Noah, was receiving treatment.He offered to pay Noah’s medical bills

  • Masked: Ruin Me, Daddy (MM Taboo collection)   The Mafia’s pretty boy 1

    Elias’s POVIf there was one thing I hated more than being broke, it was rich people who thought the entire world existed to serve them.Unfortunately, my job required me to smile at them.“Table seven needs another bottle of champagne, Elias!”I swallowed the curse threatening to escape my lips and turned toward my manager.“Coming!”My feet were killing me.I’d been working for almost ten hours, my stomach was empty, and the stupid black trousers I wore were so tight that I was beginning to question every decision that had brought me to this miserable restaurant.Welcome to La Perla, one of the most expensive restaurants in Milan, where the customers spent more on a single bottle of wine than I earned in an entire month.And where employees like me were expected to smile even when customers treated us like garbage.“Elias!”I closed my eyes.What now?“Yes, Mr. Romano?”My manager approached me, his round face glistening with sweat.“Take this bottle of whiskey to the private dining

  • Masked: Ruin Me, Daddy (MM Taboo collection)   The coach and I 5

    Noah BennettSaturday the gym was loud before tip-off.I saw the scout in the second row. Notebook. Neutral face. Cole did not look at him. Cole looked at us.In the huddle his voice was the same as it was in an empty gym at 8:30.“You know what to do. Do it.”I did it.I did not force the first open look. I hit the extra pass. I set my feet on the ones that were mine. At the half we were up nine. I had eight points and six assists and my jersey was already stuck to my back.Cole did not smile. He never smiled. When I came off for a minute he only said, “Stay in it,” and his fingers brushed the back of my arm like an accident.It was not an accident.Second half I wanted the ball more than I should have. I took one bad shot. He pulled me two possessions later. I sat. I watched. When he put me back in I passed first.We won by eleven.The locker room was noise and ice bags and somebody yelling about going out. I sat on the bench and untied my shoes slow. Cole stood in the doorway with

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