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THE SERPENT’S COIL

Penulis: Uj Kay
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-17 22:24:33

I felt his presence before I heard him, Dante leaning against the doorframe of the office I'd claimed as my war room, his silhouette a dark cut against the hallway light. He watched me in that unnerving way of his, silent and assessing, as if he could read every thought flickering across my face. I tried to ignore the weight of his gaze, focusing instead on the screen, but I was hyper-aware of the subtle shifts he noticed: the way my shoulders tensed when a new lead appeared, the furrow in my brow as I connected dots, the tightening of my jaw when frustration crept in. He saw the old me fading, the sheltered ice princess who would have recoiled from this world, and in her place, something sharper emerging. A strategist. A hunter. It both thrilled and unsettled me.

"The Serpent's Coil," he said suddenly, his voice low and laced with disdain, the name curling like smoke in the quiet room. "A fitting haunt for a snake. I will task Valerio and his team to keep eyes on it. Discreetly, of c
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  • THE MAFIA'S PRICE   THE SUMMIT

    "This summit," Dante began, his voice low, cutting through the quiet hum of the air conditioning, "is a peace treaty. Several families have been at each other's throats for too long." He paused, his gaze meeting mine in the glass. "Today, they intend to lay down their arms. There will be a meal, a show of unity, and then we leave." He turned fully to face me, his eyes like chips of obsidian. "Your role is simple, Alessia. Be by my side. Always. Don't wander, don't speak unless spoken to, and try not to draw any unnecessary attention." He reached out, his thumb brushing a stray tendril of hair from my temple, his touch possessive. "This is a delicate dance, and one wrong step could unravel everything."I met his gaze, a flicker of defiance in my own eyes. "I'm not one of your damsels in distress, Dante. I can handle a little 'unnecessary attention.'" I allowed my hand to rest on my hip, the gesture emphasizing the sleek lines of my gown and the subtle bulge of the pistol concealed bene

  • THE MAFIA'S PRICE   BENEATH HIM

    But he was quicker than I anticipated. His hands shot up, gripping my waist with unyielding strength, and in a surge of power, he flipped us again. Now I was pinned beneath him on the plush carpet, his body heavy and commanding over mine, his gaze dark with renewed hunger. 'My turn to take control,' he growled, his voice rough and laced with possession.He captured my mouth in a fierce kiss, his lips crushing against mine, tongue plunging deep to claim every inch. His stubble scraped my skin, the kiss bruising and urgent, stealing my breath as his teeth nipped at my lower lip.Breaking the kiss, he trailed his mouth downward, hot and insistent, nipping at my neck before shoving the silk of my dress aside. My breasts spilled free, nipples already hard from the cool air and lingering arousal. He didn't tease or savor slowly, no, Dante dove in with raw intensity, his mouth latching onto one breast, sucking hard on the sensitive peak.His tongue flicked roughly over the nipple, teeth graz

  • THE MAFIA'S PRICE   ALESSIA IN CHARGE

    With a swift, decisive movement, I pulled his hands higher, binding them together behind his back with the discarded silk tie from his shirt. He didn’t resist, his eyes blazing with a mixture of surprise and fierce anticipation. I moved between his legs, straddling him on the plush carpet, the cool silk of my dress a stark contrast to the heat of his skin. He watched me, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his bound hands shifting restlessly. I leaned down, my lips brushing his ear. “You taught me control, Dante. Now you’re going to learn what happens when I unleash it.”I reached down, my fingers wrapping around his thickening cock, still slick from my mouth. It throbbed in my grip, hard and insistent, veins pulsing under my touch as I stroked him firmly from base to tip. His hips bucked slightly, a low growl escaping his throat, but I pressed my free hand against his chest, pinning him down. “Stay still,” I ordered, my voice sharp and commanding. “This is my ride now.”Slowly, I posi

  • THE MAFIA'S PRICE   HER STRATEGY

    He brought the car to a smooth halt in the penthouse’s private garage, the silence stretching between us, thick with unspoken possibilities. He didn't immediately release me. Instead, he turned fully in his seat, his body a solid presence that filled the intimate space. His eyes, dark and intense, locked onto mine. "Finesse, Alessia?" he repeated, the word a low growl. He reached out, his calloused fingers tracing the line of my jaw, a gesture that was both possessive and strangely tender. "You think you're ready to show me what you've learned? To outmaneuver me, even now, after… everything?" He leaned closer, his breath warm against my lips. "Very well. But know this," he whispered, his gaze holding mine captive, "if you want to strategize, you'll have to prove you can keep up. Pack your bag, soldier. Tomorrow, we play for keeps, and the game begins the moment we step out of this car."The morning arrived with an unsettling swiftness, the city lights still painting streaks across t

  • THE MAFIA'S PRICE   HER REWARD IN THE CAR

    He suddenly kissed me, I wasn’t expecting the kiss. I kiss him back. Dante's mouth left mine, the kiss abruptly breaking, leaving a void where his possessive heat had been. The engine, still dormant, seemed to mock the roaring in my ears. The Mercedes’ luxurious interior, moments before a charged, intimate space, now felt confining, the plush leather a stark reminder of my captive state. My breath came in short, ragged gasps, my body thrumming with a residual ache, a confusing blend of exhilaration and the lingering sting of betrayal. My hands clenched on his shoulders, the muscles beneath my fingers tight and unyielding. Was this it? Was this the reward? A brutal claim in the sterile confines of a car, after surviving a man’s execution?My gaze met his, searching for something in the dark depths of his eyes, perhaps understanding, perhaps pity, perhaps even… tenderness. But all I found was possession, a fierce, unwavering ownership that both terrified and, in some dark, twisted cor

  • THE MAFIA'S PRICE   HER FIRST KILL

    The weight of my father’s manipulations never truly left me. Even in sleep, it clung to my skin like a shroud, years of isolation, stifled friendships, and a love that had always been a beautifully crafted lie. Somewhere beneath it all lingered the phantom scent of sandalwood and the echo of Dante’s kiss, a presence that assaulted my thoughts even in unconsciousness.He filled the room without being there. He filled me, in ways I wasn’t ready to understand.But lying in that soft, sterile bed, something else threaded through the darkness: possibility. The idea of stepping outside tomorrow, breathing air not chosen, monitored, or approved by my father, sent a quiet thrill through my veins. A rebellion so small it felt almost fragile… but mine. For the first time in my life, the future wasn’t a locked door.It was terrifying. It was exhilarating.And it was mine to claim.My decision settled like a stone at the bottom of my chest, heavy, certain. This new life, whatever it became, would

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