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Sold To The Ruthless Mafia Don

Sold To The Ruthless Mafia Don

Mafia
last updateLast Updated : 2025-12-30
By:  Namiko ArisCompleted
Language: English
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Age Gap

Flash Marriage

Love after Marriage

Arrogant

Mafia

Steamy

First-Person POV

Contemporary

"I am your master, I own you. Until your father is able to pay me what he owes, you are just a body for me to fuck and dispose of as soon as you give me an heir" His grip on my chin grew more hurtful as he said those words to me. His menacing scowl made him look like he would want want nothing more than to kill me on the spot. "I am going to pay you back, Tell me how much he owes you right now and I'm going to pay everything back, YOU SON OF A BITCH!" I scream as hard as I can into his face. My hand balling into a fist. His head snapped back as he erupted into a wicked laughter, you think you can pay me what your father owes me?" He released my chin then moved to steps backward. His voice dropped to a whisper, vibrating with restrained anger as he continue to speak, "I dare you to try. Your father owes me half a million dollars, but since you have decided to take on this debt, I give you a month." Rue; Freedom was everything I have ever yearned for, a time when I can finally breathe a breath of relief, a time when I can finally be relieved of the burden of my alcoholic, selfish and gambling addicted father. Until my father sold me to the ruthless mafia Don, Alessandro Vanillin as a payment of five hundred thousand dollars. It was stupid of me to think I was better away from my father.

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Derena Marie
Derena Marie
Is this a love story or is it? One of those where he brings other women around humiliates her and she still falls for him.
2025-09-20 11:01:40
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145 Chapters
Ch 1
RUE“Insufficient funds” The voice of the attendant rang in my ears like a totally foreign object."No! No! That's impossible! I have it right here" I moan out loud, My eyes meet with the attendant's impatient glare. "I swear to you I had this money just a moment ago. I saw it before I left the house this morning. There is no way it has just disappeared! Can you refresh that again please?" "Next!" Despite my pleas, I knew there was nothing else she could do. “There are a lot of students waiting in line behind you. When you figure out what is wrong, I will be here” Without any more arguments, I moved away from the line, because I know there is only one reason behind all this, My father. I took out my phone with my shaky hands because even though I knew he was the only one who could have taken my tuition balance from my account, I didn’t want it to be true. I could not help but feel helpless and drained of all will to continue struggling. “Dad!” I said into the phone as he picked up
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Ch. 2
ALESSANDRO The screams are sharper in basements like this. Cement walls. No windows. No hope. Just the hum of fluorescent lights, the iron stench of blood, and the occasional whimper of a dying man. My kind of place. One of my father’s oldest associates, if you could call a parasite that, hangs from a meat hook in the center of the room. His face is swollen, half purple, half red, lips cracked, eyes fluttering open and shut like they can’t decide whether to beg or die. The other two are strapped to chairs. Cowards. Their sweat stains spread like ink across silk shirts. Gucci. Tom Ford. Expensive fabric that can’t hide the smell of betrayal. And they stink like shit. “You thought you could carve pieces from my empire,” I say as I circle them, slow and deliberate. My tone is low, almost bored. I never raise my voice. Men like this, rats in Brioni suits don’t need shouting. They need consequences. I stop in front of the one with the twitching eye. “Tell me something,” I murmur. “Wa
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Ch 3
ALESSANDROShe has been in my suite for three hours. Pacing, no doubt. Probably looking for hidden cameras or escape routes. Maybe even praying, though she doesn’t strike me as the type. Rue doesn’t kneel for gods. Not even devils. Especially not devils.She’d rather point a gun at one.I lean against the marble countertop in the upstairs lounge, nursing a glass of scotch that tastes like dirt and fire. My head isn’t in this room. It’s two floors below. In the suite with her. I should be thinking about the traitors who siphoned money from my bloodline. I should be planning how I’ll string them up and make an example of their rotting corpses.Instead, I was thinking about the fire in Rue’s eyes when she put Luka’s gun to my chest.She doesn’t understand the rules here. Or maybe she does and just doesn’t care. Either way, I’ve never met a girl who made fear look so intoxicating.A knock.“Come in,” I say, already knowing it’s Luka.He steps in, posture stiff. “She won’t eat.”I don’t re
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Ch 4
RUEThe silence in Alessandro’s suite is thicker than the air in that godforsaken basement. I sit on the edge of the bed, arms wrapped tightly around myself, trying not to look as shaken as I feel.But I am shaken. Shaken to my core.I can still feel the cold press of his chest beneath the muzzle of Luka’s gun. The heat of his gaze was like it could strip flesh from bone. The weight of his words as they curled around my throat like a noose.“You just became interesting, Rue.”I don’t want to be interesting. I want to be forgotten. I want to wake up and find out none of this is real, that I’m not the daughter of a gambling addict who traded me like poker chips. That I’m not now the reluctant prisoner of a man who could smile while snapping someone’s neck.But here I am, on a bed that costs more than my tuition and probably soaked in blood, I will never see.I glance toward the door. Locked. Of course. There’s a small table by the wall, a glass of water, and a few medical supplies, left
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Ch 5
Alessandro’s POV My father’s estate sits like a scar carved deep into the hills, grand, ancient, centered around a vast amount of acres and bleeding power from every stone. It doesn’t welcome you. It devours you. I’ve seen kings of concrete and empire step past those iron gates and crumble into stuttering fools under my father’s gaze. The air grows heavier inside these walls, denser, and harder to breathe. Like it knows you don’t belong here. I grew up in that weight. Every cold marble floor, every echoing silence taught me how to starve the softness out of myself. But even now, even forged in his image, I still feel it. That pulse of dread when I cross the threshold. Because no matter how far I rise, I’ve never outrun the man who raised me like a blade. And today, I’ve brought Rue into the lion’s den. She walks beside me like she belongs. Chin high, lips pressed tight, trying to make her fear invisible. But I hear it, the betrayal in her breath, the hitch in her step. Insti
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Ch 6
Rue’s POV“What?”I practically yelled the word, my heart plummeting into my stomach like I had swallowed a lead weight. My voice echoed inside the luxury car, but it didn’t seem to faze either of the men in front of me.“What do you mean, we are getting married in an hour?!” I urged again, my voice getting louder, more frantic. My breath came in shallow bursts, my fists clenched as I turned sharply to Alessandro, seated just inches from me in the rear seat. His eyes remained fixed unyieldingly ahead.He didn’t blink. His cold, impenetrable mask remained carved in stone as he drawled evenly, “We’re getting married in an hour.”I stared at him, eyes bulging. “You’re crazy. No. . . No, you are definitely crazy”He didn’t respond. Didn’t even glance at me. Not once. Not even when Luka, seated in the front, ended his call and shifted in his seat.“It’s booked,” Luka said. “Priest and venue are arranged. They’ll be ready for us in an hour.”I wanted to scream at both of them. I needed some
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Ch 7
The car came to a slow stop in front of a large, secluded chapel.It was beautiful in the kind of way that felt wrong, like beauty has been used as bait. Ivy spilled down its aged stone walls, gold lanterns glowed warmly by the arched entrance, and a red carpet was rolled out like this were some kind of elegant celebration.To me, it was a trap.The car door opened, and Alessandro stepped out first, lean and dangerous in his black tuxedo. I didn’t move. My body refused to obey, I hadn’t agreed to any of this, not truly. In my mind, I was still trying to hold on to the illusion of freedom.But before I could even take another breath, Alessandro reached in and yanked me out of the car.I stumbled slightly, the heels unsteady beneath me. The weight of the dress dragged behind me, white lace trailing like a ghost I couldn’t shake. It clung to me, a reminder that I was being buried alive in silk and thread.We hadn’t even reached the chapel steps when Alessandro suddenly stopped. He turned
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Ch 8
Alessandro's POV“I’ve never done this before.”Those words echoed in my head like a slow, haunting bell. I’ve never done this before.I walked down the hallway of my mansion, footsteps cracking against the marble floors. Luka followed quietly behind me, he always did, but I could feel his gaze fixed on me, heavy, like he was trying to read the chaos unraveling behind my silence.The truth was, I didn’t even know what was going through my own head.The moment she’d said those words, something shifted inside of me, inside of my whole being.I couldn’t stop replaying it.A virgin? Rue?It didn’t make sense. She was stubborn, fierce, and defiant, like a woman who would stare death down just to prove a point. Women like her didn’t come untouched. They came scarred, hardened, and fire-forged.But she had looked at me when she said it. Looked at me dead in the eye. There was no trembling voice, none of those manipulative softness.Just a blunt, unwavering truth. Delivered with more weight t
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Ch 9
Rue’s POVThe silence in the mansion was getting on my nerves, the kind of silence that pressed against your ears and moved slowly under your skin. I woke with it surrounding me like a second blanket. The bed was too soft. The sheets were far too smooth, and expensive, so that they smelled like him.But he was gone, maybe he never even wanted to come into my room. He has not tried to talk to me after the stupid wedding, and it just makes me really furious.The space beside me was cold and untouched, like he hadn’t even looked back after laying me here.I sat up slowly. My head ached from a kind of emotional whiplash I wasn’t used to, married in a moment, and stripped of control the next. Everything about last night had felt like a fever dream. The fact that I am in his room as his wife is still the craziest thing to me. I still cannot believe a man like Alessandro Vanilli could have any interest in a girl like me. This was far from expecting a payment on return. A man like this does
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Ch 10
Alessandro’s POVShe was pacing again.Back and forth. Slow and measured. Like every step was calculated to punish the silence between us. I watched her from the security feed on the far-left monitor. There is no sound. Just grayscale images of Rue in that black silk slip, bare feet whispering over the rug, arms crossed tightly over her chest. Her face stayed turned from the camera, but I could feel it, the fury in her jaw, the tension in her shoulders, and the way her silence felt more dangerous than screaming. She hadn’t said a word since Celeste walked in and since shein asked my why I had brought her into my house, I don't need to give her any explanation, I only need to get her where I need her to be. Obedient. I had expected her to make a big deal of what had happened, with the way Celest had put herself into her world. But she didn't. She didn’t scream, she didn't even beg. She just looked at me, her eyes asking me for an explanation I was not willing to give. She looked
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