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THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Couple in Threesome
"Where the hell are Francesca and Aria?" Alina muttered, glancing around the wide marble steps of the estate as the group began filing toward the waiting motorcade.Noel was already seated in the backseat of the first black car, arms crossed, face turned toward the window. Vincenzo sat beside him, trying not to push too much, too soon.Lucas glanced over his shoulder. "Weren’t they upstairs grabbing a jacket or something?""I'll go check," Alina offered, already halfway up the steps before anyone could stop her.Upstairs, second guest room...The second she opened the door, she froze.Francesca was flat on her back, shirt pushed halfway up her chest. Aria was on top, lips locked with hers, hands tangled in her curls. Clothes half-on, half-off. Moaning. Laughing.Alina’s jaw dropped. "OH MY GOD…"Francesca lifted her head, grinning. "You want some?"Alina screamed and turned, bolting out of the room. "NOPE. NO. I CAN'T UNSCREW THAT IMAGE FROM MY BRAIN."Aria laughed breathlessly into F
THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Beautiful disaster.
He looked like a god when he slept.Noel lay still, his head propped against the pillow, his hazel eyes fixated on the man beside him. The faintest smile tugged at his lips, traitorous and sweet.Vincenzo's chest rose and fell with every breath, smooth and pale in the golden morning light. His thick brows were furrowed as if even in sleep, he was strategizing wars or calculating who needed to disappear next. But now, wrapped in nothing but the sheets, he looked… peaceful. Young. Human.Noel blinked slowly. He wasn’t supposed to feel this way. He was still angry. Still hurt. But damn it, how was he supposed to stay mad when Vincenzo’s lashes fluttered like that, when his lips were parted ever so slightly, soft and vulnerable in a way the mafia don never allowed them to be while awake?Gently, reverently, Noel lowered his head to the man's chest, listening for the steady thump of his heartbeat. It calmed him in a way nothing else could. He didn’t even realize his fingers had reached out
THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Little mafia wife!
“Your name’s in the papers again,” Don Ramon muttered, tossing a tabloid onto the polished mahogany table. The bold headline screamed: De Luca Empire Faces Kidnap and Assault Allegations – The Howard Family Presses Charges.Vincenzo didn’t flinch. He leaned back in his chair, face unreadable, but his knuckles whitened where they gripped the chair arm. “Let them print whatever they want. It won’t stick.”“Don’t be arrogant,” Don Ramon snapped. “We just cleaned the blood off the floors, Vincenzo. Jean. Fausto. Alessia. The public barely remembers the war’s over before another headline drags your name through mud.”Before Vincenzo could respond, the heavy oak door opened and Lucas rushed in, phone in hand, brows knitted. “The Howards just dropped the charges.”Both men turned to him.“What?” Don Ramon said sharply.Lucas nodded, scrolling. “Five minutes ago. Full retraction. Public apology. They've even released a press statement retracting all prior claims.”Vincenzo stood, pulse racing
THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY FIRE ON FIRE
The scream tore through the silence like a blade."Jean, no! Don’t..don’t come any closer!" Noel's voice cracked as he thrashed, the sheets twisted around his legs like vines. His chest heaved as though he was drowning, and then the shot rang out again in his dream…louder this time, clearer. The recoil, the blood, the hollow thud of Jean's body collapsing. All over again.His own scream woke him.He sat upright, drenched in sweat, hands trembling violently, mouth parted in a silent gasp. He didn’t even register the door bursting open."Noel!" Alina skidded in, wide-eyed."Sweetheart, what happened?!" Isadora was right behind her, her robe trailing as she rushed to the bed.He couldn’t speak. Just curled in on himself, hands in his hair, rocking slightly. His breath hitched with every gasp."It's happening again," he choked out. "I keep... seeing it. Over and over."Isadora pulled him into her arms without a word, Alina settling beside them. He didn’t resist. He couldn’t. The warmth of
THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY What's Broken?
"Tell me this isn’t what it looks like."Noel’s voice came out low, hollow, barely even a whisper as the pictures loaded one by one on his phone. He didn’t even flinch when the front door opened behind him. Didn’t turn around. Just stood there, phone trembling in his hands, the glow of the screen staining his skin cold.Vincenzo stepped into the penthouse like a storm breaking after too much silence."Noel," he said. His voice sounded torn between hesitation and fury.But Noel didn’t respond. Not yet. Not until the last picture finished loading.A photo of Vincenzo, shirtless, passed out or asleep…in bed…with another man. Leaner, slightly older than Noel but unmistakably his type. Black hair, soft jaw, bitten lips. And the way he was curled against Vincenzo…like they were familiar.Vincenzo's breathing stilled behind him.Noel turned slowly."Is this what you needed? While I was here. Grieving. Shaking. Screaming in my sleep. You were…what? Fucking him while I tried to forget the way
THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Sounds of hearts breaking.
"She always wore pearls," Maximo murmured, straightening the brooch on Alessia’s casket as the guests began to fill the cathedral. "Even when there was war in the streets. Even when she was crying. Always pearls."Don Ramon didn’t answer. His face was unreadable, carved in grief so profound it was hard to tell if he even heard Maximo at all. The tall windows of the cathedral cast long streaks of golden light across the floor, a cruel contrast to the black that filled every corner of the room.The De Luca family had buried many bodies. But this was different.Alessia had been the quiet constant. The one who stayed. The one who forgave. And now, she was gone."Do you want to say something, Vincenzo?" Francesca asked gently, her hand on his shoulder.Vincenzo sat on the front pew, unmoving. His face was wet. His knuckles white. His body trembling as if held together by will alone.Noel sat beside him, hollow-eyed and unreachable. His hands were clasped in his lap, sleeves hiding the fain
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