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"I’m not reading this part out loud," Vincenzo muttered, glaring at the glossy, pastel-covered book in his hand as if it had personally offended him.

Noel burst into laughter from where his head was nestled in Vincenzo’s lap. "Why not? You're the one who said you wanted to read something light and spicy. Don’t back out now."

Vincenzo shifted uncomfortably, flipping the book closed between two fingers. “This spicy reads like a damn oven fire. And why is there so much... moaning?”

"It's literally titled Moonlight Moans. What were you expecting, poetry?" Noel teased, snatching the book to read the highlighted line himself. His voice dropped dramatically, mimicking a sultry narrator. “‘He moaned, and then moaned again, as his lover pressed him…’”

“Stop,” Vincenzo groaned, pressing his hand over Noel’s mouth.

Noel licked his palm.

“Christ.”

Laughing uncontrollably, Noel sat up and reached for the chilled bottle of peach soda nestled in the cooler beside them. “Okay, okay. I’ll spare your v
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  • THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY   A weird Warmth

    Two weeks had gone by since the last gunshot had echoed. Everyone had finally been discharged. Francesca was still healing with a fierce grace, Don Ramon was regaining his appetite, and Lucas and Nico had started exchanging full sentences again. The world had slowed enough to let them breathe. But peace always came with a price.The De Luca penthouse glowed under the softest lighting. It was quiet.Too quiet.Noel had been cleaning up, trying to prepare dinner when the cold he had been brushing off suddenly struck hard. He had stayed too long in the bathtub the night before, lulled into drowsy comfort, and it came back to bite him.He barely remembered taking the pot off the stove or why the lightheadedness wouldn’t stop.The food was still simmering, the heat turned high. A forgotten pot of rice boiled over.Noel staggered, vision blurred, fingers numb. The kitchen tiles felt like ice beneath his feet.Then, everything went black.When Vincenzo walked in that evening, his smile falte

  • THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY   MEILYN

    "I’m not reading this part out loud," Vincenzo muttered, glaring at the glossy, pastel-covered book in his hand as if it had personally offended him.Noel burst into laughter from where his head was nestled in Vincenzo’s lap. "Why not? You're the one who said you wanted to read something light and spicy. Don’t back out now."Vincenzo shifted uncomfortably, flipping the book closed between two fingers. “This spicy reads like a damn oven fire. And why is there so much... moaning?”"It's literally titled Moonlight Moans. What were you expecting, poetry?" Noel teased, snatching the book to read the highlighted line himself. His voice dropped dramatically, mimicking a sultry narrator. “‘He moaned, and then moaned again, as his lover pressed him…’”“Stop,” Vincenzo groaned, pressing his hand over Noel’s mouth.Noel licked his palm.“Christ.”Laughing uncontrollably, Noel sat up and reached for the chilled bottle of peach soda nestled in the cooler beside them. “Okay, okay. I’ll spare your v

  • THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY   peace that passes all understanding.

    "They said she's going to make it."Aria's voice was barely a whisper, cracking with a mix of exhaustion and disbelief as she turned toward Noel.Noel exhaled sharply, as if he'd been holding his breath since they wheeled Francesca into surgery. His eyes, glassy and tired, flicked to the doctor who had just stepped into the waiting room."She's stable," the doctor confirmed, tugging off his gloves. "There was a lot of internal bleeding, but we managed to stop it in time. She's out of danger, but still fragile. We won’t allow visitors until morning."A collective sigh echoed through the room. Aria finally sat down, her entire frame trembling from suppressed fear and adrenaline. Lucas patted her back lightly, Nico was silent beside him, while Vincenzo leaned against the wall, arms folded, hiding the storm in his head behind a blank stare."Let’s get you home," Noel said, crouching beside Aria. She shook her head."I want to stay.""You need rest. Come home. Just for tonight," Noel insis

  • THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY   Fear of loosing.

    "You coward," Don Ramon growled, blood seeping through his pristine white shirt as the gunshot echoed.Lucas turned at the sound…too late.A lone Hydra member, hidden in the shadows, lowered his smoking gun with a smirk before darting for the side exit. The council room erupted again, but this time it was Lucas who moved first. Three shots fired in perfect succession. The Hydra traitor dropped with a thud."Father!" Vincenzo was already kneeling beside his father. "Stay with me! Look at me!"Ramon clutched his son's shoulder. "Don't let this be in vain. End this. Burn it to the ground."The chaos blurred into flashing sirens, rushing footsteps, and metal hospital doors. Don Ramon was wheeled into surgery, blood soaking through the sheets beneath him.Vincenzo paced outside the emergency ward, jaw tight, fists clenched."We lost them all?" he asked one of his men over the phone. "Track every last Hydra bastard. Kaen, especially. I want updates every ten minutes."Across the sterile wh

  • THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY   What a mother can do.

    "He’s not picking up," Vincenzo muttered, his voice edged with concern as he stared at his phone. The screen was lit with five missed calls from Noel. He tried again.Switched off.He tried once more.Switched off.A sixth time.Still switched off."What is it?" Lucas asked, loading his gun as the reinforced car came to a stop in front of the Council House."Noel tried calling me. Six times," Vincenzo said, sliding the phone into his pocket. "Now his line's dead.""That doesn’t sound right," Don Ramon murmured as he stepped out into the courtyard. "You think he figured something out?""My gut’s twisting like a noose. Something’s wrong," Vincenzo said, locking eyes with Ramon.Still, they moved with purpose.The Council House loomed ahead like a fortress. Grand marble steps, tall columns, and a dark crest above the double doors that bore the emblem of the unified mafia syndicate. A place built for tradition, deals, and power plays.The guards on either side of the entrance stepped asid

  • THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY   Ordinary

    "How the hell are we still alive?" Aria muttered, pulling off her boots as she collapsed onto the marble floor of the De Luca estate foyer. "That hotel felt like a damn war zone." "Because we're smarter than them," Francesca replied, tossing her jacket on the nearest couch. "Barely." Vincenzo didn’t speak. He was already pacing near the glass wall of the living room, watching the moonlight flicker over the security gates. Lucas followed him. "We need to hit back. Soon. Before that bastard gets another move in." Vincenzo turned, jaw tight. "We will. I just need to know what he wants first." Nico sat on the far end of the couch, silent, eyes hollow. Noel stood beside him, arms crossed, tense. The entire estate was crawling with De Luca guards. Reinforcements had been called in. But the fear still lingered. Then it hit Noel. "Shit." He spun around. "Shit, shit, shit…Alina!" Everyone turned. "We left her," Noel said, panicking. "She stayed behind at the beach house." Fr

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