LOGINIn a city of arms and gun fire, where survival of the fittest was the order of the day, where even a wrong sneeze could get one killed. Oriana Vitale, a lawyer is suddenly entangled with the very person she hates with every fiber of her being. The Mafia King Ciro Conti after being an eye witness to a murder committed by him. Her first instinct as a lawyer is to make sure he ends up in jail, but who was she really kidding? Even the President had to bow to Ciro, not to mention a small-time lawyer like her. What happens when she finds herself being forced to become the wife of the same man she hates, become his trophy wife, attend all his parties, all smiles and just stand beside him as the supportive wife she is meant to be. Do you think she'll rebel? Well let's find out. After all, the cover may not always show what is beneath. Note: Dark romance; male lead is a totally obsessed psychopath. ~~Trigger warnings~~
View More~~Oriana~~I sat by the window sill, waiting patiently and watching, the day soon bled into night. My stomach grumbled violently. The door clicked open, footsteps entered. More than one this time, I ignored them.“Mistress, your food” a polite voice said from behind.I finally turned, and came face to face with a young girl, about twenty or so, dressed like a maid.“I'm not hungry” I mumbled.She collapsed almost instantly, tears rolling down her eyes, the others followed suit. Their bodies trembling. “You have to eat something mistress. Please, all the master will have our heads”“Stop calling me that” I snapped, my voice harsher than intended.“We're sorry mistress, please spare us” they bowed, body shaking.Shit. “Look I'm sorry, stand first” I spoke calmly, they were not to blame for my situation.They kept kneeling, none bothering to budge. “Please mistress, eat something.” The first one spoke again. “He won't actually kill you guys right?” I could hear the uncertainty in my o
~~Ciro~~ The club roared with life, music boomed from all angles, the smell of cigarettes, musk and sex filled the air. I walked straight to my private room, ignoring the dirty looks sluts threw at me. They knew better than to approach.The door shut behind me, “Let's welcome the man of the hour” Aiden's voice bounced off the soundproof wall followed by cheers. I rolled my eyes, “Drama King” I plopped down to a chair, a server handed me a glass, I took and nodded for her to leave. She cat walked out, her ass shaking through the see through thong she wore. Aiden whistled, smacking her ass, “now that's what I'm talking about”“Aiden” I warned, stopping whatever was about to happen before it began.“Later” he mouthed at her with a wink, she blew him an air kiss, then turned to me, one look at her froze whatever idea was running through her pretty little head.She practically ran off.Aiden stared at me, a frown etched on his face. “What?” I sipped my wine.“Spoil sport” he rolled hi
~~Oriana~~.My eyes blinked open, “Ahhh” I groaned, my entire body ached, I tried to sit up but my eyes doubled.What the hell, “Cassie” my voice sounded foreign, hoarse even. I saw a glass of water by the side of the bed, without thinking twice I grabbed it and gulped it down. Finally, My throat regained some moisture, I touched the back of my head, it felt like I had been run over by a truck. What the hell happened? I took in my surroundings, the walls were darker than the walls of the two day luxury suite I had booked. The room gave off a masculine aura, the sheets were black, grey chandeliers gave a dim light, giving the room an even more mysterious energy.Last night's event immediately flashed back, I had just finished from court and was going back to the suite.Gasp “Murder.” The words shot out faster than I could think, I had just witnessed a murder. I pushed myself off the bed, ignoring the pain coursing through my body, I dragged myself off the bed to the oak door. I p
~~Oriana’s Pov~~My feet tapped involuntarily on the floors, making a sharp annoying sound that was getting on my nerves but somehow I could not get myself to stop. I walked to the waiting desk once more, “Excuse me,” I motioned to the tan middle aged man looking that couldn't seem to stop stealing glances at me every five minutes.“Yes ma'am” he shone his yellow thirty sets at me, I almost gagged.I slammed my ID down on the desk, “May I know why I've been waiting for a bail I posted for the past two hours? Standard procedure said forty five minutes to an hour did it not? Why am I not being attended to?” My voice grew colder and harder the more I spoke, something I had learnt dealing with different kinds of clients in court.His face paled, his gaze turned respectful “we'll get to you as soon as possible ma'am” he straightened his back, adopting a more respectful stance and tone. I rolled my eyes, “you do just that. And I would like your Badge number too. You'll be hearing from m
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