Seducing The Devil Mafia Lord

Cattleya’s POV"What do you mean? What about this club? Do you know this club?" I showed him the flyer.He sighed and said, "Yes, Jaxon Moretti owns this nightclub. It's a nightclub catering to the most exclusive clientele, and when I say elite, what I mean are affluent, well-connected people."I gasped softly and sat in the chair while thinking about what just happened to my sweet twin sister. “Do you think Ariella….” “Yes,” he said. "Then how come the authorities didn't dig deeper into my sister's death?! They need to do their job! They need to look into this guy, the club, and everyone else!" I yelled, trying to hide my tears. "It's because Jaxon Moretti is the boss of a powerful mafia family known for being cruel and strict. Getting close to Moretti is an act of pure risk-taking. People have gone missing, received harsh sentences, and even faced death." My heart skipped a beat, and the picture of that handsome man in the picture broke in my mind. Then fear prickled my skin as

Cattleya’s POVMy heart skipped a beat as I heard his voice. "You're here?" I asked softly. He smirked, "You ask me to find you, Cattleya Sullivan..." That's when I realized he'd already found me in my own damn house. I thought he'd come to my new condo, but now there's no turning back. By the time he found me here, my plan had already failed.He smiled at me as he walked closer. But I felt glued to the spot, unable to move, and my heart was beating so fast that it almost leaped out of my chest. Finally, I forced myself to grab his hand and take him to my room. Clamping my palm over his mouth, I whispered, "I don't want anyone else to see you, especially Patrick." "And who is Patrick?" he asked, his voice clouded with confusion and amusement."None of your business." I moved away from him and opened the door. Then, I glanced at him and said, "Please, stay here. I need to talk to Patrick."I couldn't believe I had let this dangerous criminal roam around in my room and into my life

Cattleya’s POVBang! A gunshot reverberated across the room in an instant. It gave me chills to think that someone might shoot me and I'd die. I felt like I could pass out at any time. When I turned around, I saw the man, bloodily, lying on the floor with his eyes open. Jaxon covered my eyes with his palm. "Don't stare at him."I stared at Jaxon in horror, my hands trembling, but somehow I managed to stay calm. He took me outside and called someone on his phone. "I have a job for you," he said, glancing at me.He walked back inside and continued talking. I still don't know what I've gotten myself into. It felt like I put myself in danger with the most dangerous man.He'd killed someone right in front of me without even flinching. He stood there, staring at the dead body like it was nothing to him.When he came back, he said, "We need to get out of here. No one should see you." I gasped softly. "But what about the...""Don't worry about him," he cut in. "My men will clean him up.

Cattleya’s POV She laughed, a mocking sound that grated on my nerves. "Guess I don't need to repeat myself, Cattleya. See you around."With a provocative sway of her hips, she turned and walked away. Her laughter echoed behind me, a taunting melody that sent a surge of anger through my veins.I stormed into the elevator, my mind racing. Upon reaching my condo, I slammed the door shut, the echo amplifying my frustration. I sank into the soft cushions of the red velvet sofa, my breath coming in ragged gasps."One step at a time," I muttered, my voice low and determined.I cracked my knuckles and opened my laptop, eager to delve into the world of Jaxon Moretti. His online persona was meticulously crafted, a pristine image of success and power—no scandals, no controversies—just a carefully curated facade.My phone rang, interrupting my investigation. It was Vianne. "Hey," I answered, my tone neutral."Miss Catt, we have dinner with Mr. Spencer tonight to discuss the Michelangelo Pieta

Cattleya’s POVI glanced at Jaxon, my heart pounding. I was in serious trouble now and had no idea what to say to my parents.Their expressions were a mix of confusion and shock. Then, Patrick stormed in and lunged at Jaxon, ready to punch him.But in a surprising turn of events, Jaxon, with lightning speed, caught Patrick's fist and twisted his arm, turning the tables in the blink of an eye.Patrick howled in pain, demanding, "Let go of me, you idiot!"I grabbed Jaxon's hand and pleaded, "Jaxon, please let him go."Jaxon pushes Patrick away.My parents stared at us with frowning eyebrows. My mom asked, "What the hell is going on, Catt? Are you dating this man? Do we know this man?" I know why my mom asked this kind of question; if I had to deny Jaxon in front of them, she would have been pleased to arrange a marriage for me with Patrick. "Mom... this is Jaxon Moretti—" My breath caught in my throat as I stole a glance at Jaxon, who seemed to await my following words. "My boyfriend