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Author: Chara
last update publish date: 2026-10-30 20:40:14

Dimitrio’s Pov

I had stood face to face with men holding guns and men holding knives. I had faced Giacomo Esposito when I was seventeen years old. Not a single one of them had ever stirred in me the kind of feeling that came over me when Serena spoke those words.

"What was it you just said?" That was the question I put to her.

"You heard what I said," she replied.

"You are not asking me for my permission."

"No."

"Serena, this is not the kind of decision that you should be making on your
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  • SOLD TO THE RUTHLESS MAFIA LORD   Confess

    Serena's Pov Once that was over, we barely spoke a word to each other. The curtains stayed closed the whole time, and the room kept its dim, muted light. I took in every tiny detail around me: the way his hand rested on my wrist, how heavy the blanket felt over us, and the sound of his breathing so close to my ear.He took my clothes off slowly. He started with my shirt and then removed the rest, taking care not to hurry any of it. I did the same for him, and I eased his shirt off last on the side where he was injured. When the scar from Antonio’s bullet came into view, still pink around its edges, I reached out and touched it lightly with one finger. He caught my hand and pressed his lips against my fingertips.I kissed him again. He made the kiss deeper. His good hand slid down along my side, moved over my hip, and then slipped between my legs. I was already wet. He pushed two fingers into me slowly, sliding them in and out while his thumb circled my clit.“Mmm…”He kept the pace s

  • SOLD TO THE RUTHLESS MAFIA LORD   Last Time

    Serena's Pov Before I could say a single word, he kissed me again, and the fear I had been carrying with me all morning simply stopped.I never made the choice to stop being afraid. It simply left on its own. I stood there in that corner of the room, with his hands resting on my waist and my hands pressed against his chest, and for the first time since the war room, my thoughts were not on Lorenzo."Say it once more," Dimitrio said, his words spoken against my mouth."Say what?""That you will come back.""I will come back," I said."Say it like you mean it.""I mean it." I pulled back just enough so that I could look at him. "You asked me the same thing back in the cave, and I said it then. I will say it every time you ask.""I will ask every day.""Then I will answer every day."He let out a slow breath. His thumb moved across my cheek, and I noticed that his hand was not steady. It had not been steady all morning, even though he had hidden it well in front of his men."You're trem

  • SOLD TO THE RUTHLESS MAFIA LORD   Turning Into a Warrior

    Serena's Pov The tracker was tinier than a button, and it was the only object in the room that gave me a sense of safety.Elena held it between two fingers beneath the lamp, then threaded a needle through the hem of my trousers and started to sew. She took her time with it. Her bandaged side was still hurting, and I noticed her flinch every time she bent forward."Someone else should be doing this," I said."Nobody sews better than I do," Elena said. "And I want to be the person who did it.""Why?""Because then, if something goes wrong, I'll know it was done right."I sat on the edge of the bed in the little room beside Dimitrio's chambers. The sun had been up for hours, yet the curtains stayed closed. Everything Elena had brought was laid out on the bed next to me. There was a black jacket, a pair of boots, two knives, and a small pistol with a short barrel."Is it the only one?" I asked, pointing at the tracker."No," Elena said. She bit through the thread. "There's a second one i

  • SOLD TO THE RUTHLESS MAFIA LORD   Let's Begin

    Dimitrio's Pov Somewhere behind us, a chair scraped against the floor. I turned my head and saw Antonio on the other side of the table, watching us. He had not said a word since Serena announced that she would go. His face was not the same as it had been before. Some of the cold had left it, and he was looking at the two of us with an expression I had not expected. "What?" I asked. "Nothing," he said. "You are staring at us." "I want you to know that I feel sorry." He lowered his eyes to look at his own hands, and after a moment he raised them again. "The only thing is that I have witnessed something like this before." "Witnessed something like what?" It was Serena who asked the question. "Two people who care so much for each other that they would set the whole world on fire, and yet they keep fighting endlessly over the way it should be done," Antonio replied. "There was a time when your mother and I were exactly like that." Serena's face became completely motionless. "Pleas

  • SOLD TO THE RUTHLESS MAFIA LORD   Close By

    Dimitrio’s Pov I had stood face to face with men holding guns and men holding knives. I had faced Giacomo Esposito when I was seventeen years old. Not a single one of them had ever stirred in me the kind of feeling that came over me when Serena spoke those words. "What was it you just said?" That was the question I put to her. "You heard what I said," she replied. "You are not asking me for my permission." "No." "Serena, this is not the kind of decision that you should be making on your own." "It is precisely my decision," she answered. She never lifted her voice. She stood there with her arms resting at her sides and her chin raised, her eyes fixed straight on me. "This body belongs to me. The blood that runs in it is mine. What I do with it is mine to choose." "The estate is mine." "The estate belongs to both of us," she said. "You stood before the entire council and told them I was your queen. Or was that not something you truly meant?" "I meant every word of it," I told

  • SOLD TO THE RUTHLESS MAFIA LORD   Bait and Trap

    Serena's Pov Dimitrio did not move at all. His hand was resting on the door frame, and his knuckles had turned white. "If I do nothing at all, then he kills Matteo," he said. "But if you go now, he kills Matteo, and he kills you too," Antonio said. "There is no way you can know that for sure." "No, I can't," Antonio said. "But I do know how he works and what he does. The person who took Matteo was instructed to have a conversation with the guard. If he truly did not want you to find out, then why would he go and do something like that? His goal is to make you feel angry. Men who are angry are simple to guide and control." I got to my feet. My legs were shaking and did not feel steady, but when I spoke, my voice sounded clear. "Dimitrio, please come over here." He stayed exactly where he was and did not move. "Please," I said to him. He lifted his hand away from the door frame and then made his way back to the table with slow steps. I reached for his hand and held on to it.

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