تسجيل الدخول⚠️Trigger Warning: This story contains explicit sexual content, morally complex characters, and potentially disturbing themes, including power imbalance, emotional manipulation, and taboo dynamics. Intended for mature readers only. Rosella Ross was trained to be deadly. Raised by the ruthless Magdalene Ricks, she had spent years infiltrating the lives of Texas billionaires, using her body, her beauty, and her mind to gather secrets and deliver them to her master. But nothing could have prepared her for Blake Luca, the feared Mafia Boss of the Dunes. One mistake, one glance, one encounter, Blake knew everything about her. Her past, her missions, and her secrets. Yet, instead of killing her, he offered her a choice: submit to him or die. What began as captivity became obsession. Nights of passion, stolen moments, and raw desire changed them both. But the world outside their walls was cruel, and enemies were waiting, ready to destroy the woman who had stolen the Mafia Boss’s heart.
عرض المزيدRosella's POV I still couldn’t believe I’d be living in the Almighty Blake Luca’s penthouse—if you could even call it living. According to him, I was his “toy,” or whatever twisted label he’d chosen for me.Zee had told me this private suite was reserved for his special guests, and I’d only managed to get her talking after persuading her while she brought my food earlier.So, did that mean I was one of those ‘special guests’ to him?“Tchh…” I let out under my breath, rolling over on the massive bed without even bothering to open my eyes.This kind of luxury… just for special guests? How?”A whole sitting room, dining area, a bedroom, and even a fully equipped kitchen ensuite… each space dripping with interiors that looked like they cost millions. Just for guests?This place alone was worth fighting for just to catch a glimpse of it, talk less of actually living in it. But with Blake? It would be hell. And his guards only made everything worse.I would’ve tricked or even fought my way
Blake's POV“I think my panther’s getting restless…” I murmured, elbows now resting loosely on my knees as I studied her face with quiet intensity. “Maybe… you’d make the perfect meal for her, while I sit back and watch.”Her eyes flickered open and met mine as she shrank into herself, her hands trembling in her lap.“No… Blake…” she rasped, each word catching in her throat as her breath hitched. “I… I’ll do anything you want…”“No–”“Yes! I will,” she choked out, gripping my hands tightly as if they were the only thing keeping her grounded. Her tear-filled eyes searched mine, desperate and unsteady. “I’ll do whatever you want… anything you want… just tell me how.”I hated being touched by women—not Elizabeth, my beloved mother, and not even Ava, my fiancée. No one ever lingered long enough to hold me, and I never understood the strange irritation it sent crawling up my spine whenever they tried.I dropped my gaze to her hands—small, delicate, the nails neatly painted in a glossy bla
Rosella’s POV“Bloody bitch!” Lucien spat, already launching himself toward me.I threw myself off the bed, the duvet tangling and sliding away as my bare feet struck the cold floor. Pain flared up my leg sharply, but I pushed through it without hesitation. Pain was the least of my problems.Lucien lunged, his hand shooting for my hair, but I ducked sharply, slipping out of his grasp. I drove my elbow hard into his ribs and felt something crack. He grunted, pain flashing across his face, but he didn’t go down. He was bigger than me, stronger, trained.But so was I.Mag had enrolled me in combat classes when I was fifteen. Back then, it had felt more like punishment than preparation. I’d been forced to learn how to fight, how to react, how to survive. I never thought I’d need it, until this damn mission proved me wrong.I swept his leg out from under him. He staggered, and I drove a kick into his chest with everything I had. The force sent him crashing onto the table, scattering my dri
Rosella's POV“DAMMIT!” I screamed, bolting upright as cold water crashed over me. I’d been lost in a deep, heavy slumber, and it took a second for my mind to catch up as water streamed down my face and soaked through my chest, stealing my breath as my heart slammed against my ribs.A lean man stood beside my bed, an empty glass hanging loosely from his hand. My vision was still blurred, my mind thick with fog—I couldn’t even make out his face.“Wha… what the hell did you do that for?” I rasped, dragging a hand over my eyes and sucking in a shaky breath as I tried to focus on him.Recognition hit me a second later.“You?” My eyes widened as they locked onto Lucien—Blake’s guard, the one who’d served me the wine that left me in this condition.He didn’t say a word. He just stood there, his gaze fixed, unreadable.I pressed my hands to my head, tilting my face downward. “Fuck…” The pain throbbed mercilessly, pounding through my skull. The room spun violently, and I grabbed the edge of












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