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THE MAFIA KING'S SECRET HEIR

THE MAFIA KING'S SECRET HEIR

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last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-06-07
Por:  Authoress KemiraEn curso
Idioma: English
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Sinopsis

Dark Romance

Contemporary

Girl Power

Alpha

Mafia

Ruthless

Second Chance

Regret

Pregnant

Five years ago, Kamarah Ruse spent one forbidden night in the arms of Zephyr Kane — the ruthless Mafia Don who ruled the city’s most dangerous casinos. She ran the next morning, carrying a secret she swore he would never discover. Now, with her four-year-old son Nevan battling a life-threatening illness and mountains of medical debt crushing her, Kamarah has no choice but to return to the one place she vowed never to step foot in again: Zephyr’s empire. She takes the stage as a singer at his flagship casino, praying the lights and crowds will keep her hidden. They don’t. The moment Zephyr’s cold, possessive gaze finds her under the spotlight, her world collapses. He never forgave the woman who disappeared after one night in his bed. But when he discovers the sick little boy with his eyes is his son and heir — obsession turns into something far more dangerous. Kamarah belongs to him now. Her body. Her future. His child. Zephyr will stop at nothing to claim the family that was stolen from him. Even if it means binding the only woman he’s ever wanted to his side, forcing her to pay for every lost year in pleasure and pain. She ran from the devil once. This time, he won’t let her go.

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36 Capítulos
Miss Me?
KAMARAH’S POV The hospital smell still clung to my clothes as I rushed through the front door of our tiny apartment. My feet ached from another double shift, but that pain was nothing compared to the fear clawing at my chest. “Nevan, baby, Mama’s home,” I called softly, kicking off my worn-out heels. Silence. My heart slammed against my ribs. I dropped my bag and hurried into the bedroom. There he was, my four-year-old angel, curled up under the thin blanket, his small chest rising and falling too quickly. His forehead burned under my palm. “Again?” I whispered, fighting the tears that wanted to spill. The doctor’s words from this morning replayed in my head. We need to run more tests. The treatment plan… it’s expensive. Expensive. That word had become my personal hell. I sank onto the edge of the bed and brushed the damp curls from his forehead. Nevan looked so much like his father it hurt sometimes. Those same sharp eyes, even when they were closed. The same stub
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What do you want in Return?
KAMARAH'S POV His voice slid over my skin making my breath hitch. I tried to yank my wrist free, but Zephyr didn’t release me. His grip wasn’t painful yet, but it was unbreakable. The same way it had been five years ago when he pinned my wrists above my head and ruined me for any other man. “Let go,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the loud music. He stepped closer until his chest brushed my back. Heat radiated off him, mixing with the sharp scent of his cologne — something masculine yet sweet, whiskey, and pure power. My traitorous body remembered that scent too well. “You ran from me, Kamarah.” His breath fanned my ear. “Disappeared like a ghost after screaming my name all night. And now you have the fucking nerve to sing in my casino?” I swallowed hard, heart slamming against my ribs like it wanted to escape. The backstage hallway felt too narrow, too dark. A few staff members glanced our way but quickly looked away when they saw who held me. Of course they did.
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I'm not for sale
KAMARAH'S POV Everything. The word wrapped around my throat like a noose. I stared at Zephyr, chest heaving, while my mind screamed at me to keep Nevan’s name locked behind my teeth. “I’m not for sale,” I said, voice shaking even as I tried to sound strong. “Not then. Not now.” Zephyr’s gray eyes burned into me. He stepped back slowly, giving me just enough space to breathe but not enough to feel safe. He moved to his desk with that lethal grace I remembered too well and picked up his phone. My heart raced as he made the call. “Two hundred and fifty thousand dollars. Transfer it to the account I’ll send in the next message. Do it immediately.” His tone left no room for questions. “And prepare another five hundred thousand. I may need it tonight.” He ended the call and looked at me, eyebrow raised. “That should cover your medical reasons, yes?” My stomach dropped. How did he— “I heard enough backstage,” he said, reading my face like an open book. “You’re in debt. Deep. Consi
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Tell me you want this
KAMARAH'S POV The private elevator descended too smoothly, too quietly. I stood rigid beside Zephyr, his hand still wrapped around mine like a handcuff made of warm steel. Every breath I took carried his scent. Every second that passed felt like another chain tightening around my neck.I had to text Mrs. Delgado. I had to check on Nevan. The thought pulsed in my head like a warning siren, but I couldn’t reach for my phone. Not with Zephyr watching me like a hawk.“You’re shaking,” he said quietly. His thumb brushed over my knuckles — almost gentle, but I knew better. There was nothing gentle about this man.“I’m cold,” I lied.His lips curved. “Liar.”The elevator doors opened directly into an underground garage. A sleek black Maybach waited, engine already purring. A driver in a dark suit stood holding the back door open. He didn’t even glance at me. Smart man.Zephyr guided me inside first, then slid in after me. The moment the door closed, the car moved, gliding out into the nigh
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Who was it?
KAMARAH'S POV Zephyr’s voice turned ice-cold as he answered the call, every trace of heat vanishing from his tone. He paced toward the tall windows, one hand shoved into his pocket while the other gripped the phone like a weapon. I stayed frozen on the massive bed, my skin prickling under the cool air conditioning. Naked except for my underwear. Completely exposed in more ways than one.I pulled the edge of the dark silk sheet over my body, but it did little to shield me from the reality of what I had done. I had let him bring me here. Let him strip me down. Let him kiss me like he owned every breath I took.For Nevan, I reminded myself. Every second of this is for Nevan.Still, guilt twisted sharp in my gut. Because part of me, a dangerous, forgotten part, wasn’t hating this nearly as much as I should.“Yes, handle it tonight,” Zephyr snapped into the phone. “I don’t care who he’s connected to. Make the message loud enough that the entire east side understands crossing me has conse
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You're safe here
KAMARAH'S POV My heart nearly stopped.Zephyr stood in the doorway of the bathroom, shirtless, water still glistening on his broad chest and shoulders. His gray eyes sharpened the second they landed on the phone clutched in my hand. The air in the luxurious bedroom grew thick, heavy with suspicion.“Who was it?” he repeated, his voice dangerously low and calm. Too calm.I swallowed hard, forcing my fingers to stop trembling as I placed the phone back on the bedside table. “It was nothing important.”He didn’t move at first. Just watched me like he could peel every layer of my lies away if he stared long enough. Then he walked forward slowly, each step measured, predatory. The mattress dipped when he sat on the edge, close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from his skin.“Kamarah.” He said my name like a warning. “Don’t test me tonight. Who did you call?”I pulled the silk sheet higher over my chest, suddenly aware of how exposed I still was. My bra was somewhere on the floo
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We're going out?
KAMARAH'S POV Morning light filtered through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, painting the penthouse in soft gold. I woke up tangled in Zephyr’s arms, his heavy leg thrown over mine like he was afraid I’d vanish in my sleep. My body ached in the best and worst ways — reminders of his mouth and hands from last night.I tried to slip away without waking him, but the second I moved, his grip tightened.“Going somewhere?” His voice was rough with sleep, deeper than usual.“I need water,” I murmured.He hummed, pressing a lazy kiss to my bare shoulder before releasing me. “Don’t take too long.”I escaped to the kitchen area, my bare feet silent on the cool marble. While pouring a glass, I quickly checked my phone. Mrs. Delgado had sent a photo, Nevan eating cereal, smiling weakly but awake. My heart squeezed so hard I had to lean against the counter.‘He’s okay today,’ she wrote. ‘Fever stayed down.’I deleted the message immediately and took a steadying breath.When I returned to
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Still awake?
KAMARAH'S POV The kiss lingered longer than I expected, slow and deliberate, like Zephyr was savoring every second. His fingers traced lazy patterns along my spine through the thin fabric of the new dress, never pushing, always teasing. When he finally pulled back, his gray eyes held mine with an intensity that made my stomach flip.“You’re thinking too much again,” he said, voice low. “I can practically hear the wheels turning in that pretty head.”I forced a small smile and shifted on the couch, trying to create some distance. “It’s been a long day. All the new clothes, the places you showed me… it’s a lot to process.”He watched me for a moment before standing up and offering his hand. “Come. I’ll show you something.”Curious despite myself, I let him lead me through the penthouse. We passed the main living area and entered a hallway I hadn’t noticed before. He stopped at a set of double doors and pushed them open, revealing a beautiful music room. A grand piano sat in the cent
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Come with me
KAMARAH'S POV Zephyr was already gone when I woke up, but his note on the pillow made my chest tighten.‘Today is yours. My driver will take you wherever you need. Be back by 8.’ — ZNo threats. No conditions. Just that single line. I stared at his handwriting for a long moment before getting dressed in one of the new outfits, soft jeans and a cream sweater that felt far too luxurious for my old life.Marco drove me without questions. First stop was the hospital. While Nevan waited with Mrs. Delgado in the private waiting room, I slipped into the bathroom and called Dr. Patel.“Hi, this is Kamarah Ruse — Nevan’s mother. I just wanted to confirm the payment went through for his surgery.”The doctor’s warm voice replied, “Yes, Miss Ruse. The full two hundred and fifty thousand cleared yesterday. We’ve fast-tracked everything. Pre-op is scheduled for next week. This is going to give him a real fighting chance.”Tears blurred my vision. I pressed a hand to my mouth. “Thank you,” I whispe
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You made it
KAMARAH'S POV I woke up wrapped in warmth and hard muscle. Zephyr’s arm lay heavy across my waist, his breath steady against the back of my neck. For one dangerous second, I let myself pretend this was normal. That I belonged here in this massive bed with silk sheets and a man who kissed like he owned my soul.Then reality hit.I carefully lifted his arm and slipped out of bed. The moment my feet touched the floor, his voice rumbled behind me, low and sleepy.“Running again so early?”I turned, pulling his black t-shirt down my thighs. “I need to handle some things today. You said I could have my days.”He sat up, the sheet falling to his waist, revealing every defined line of his chest. His gray eyes looked softer in the morning light. “I did. But I made breakfast first. Come.”I followed him to the kitchen, surprised to see him moving around confidently. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, only gray sweatpants, and the sight of him cracking eggs into a pan felt strangely domestic for a man
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