LOGINBlurb She ran from one devil straight into the arms of the worst one. Mikhail Lobanov… Las Vegas’s most feared mafia king, pins the trembling 19-year-old cocktail waitress against the penthouse elevator wall, thumb dragging across her lower lip. “You’re too beautiful to kill… so I’ll keep you.” One brutal thrust later, he’s buried deep inside her untouched body on the balcony overlooking the Strip, growling, “This pussy is mine now, Bella. Say it.” What begins as possession becomes obsession. He collars her. Claims her. Protects her. But when his enemies discover she’s carrying his child, the war turns personal. Kidnapped. Tortured. Rescued. Betrayed. In a world of blood, revenge, and unbreakable chains, one innocent beauty will either destroy the monster… or become his forever salvation. Dark. Possessive. Filthy. The Beauty and Her Dangerous Mafia Lord.
View MoreMikhail grabbed his gun and keys the second the words left his mouth. “Viktor, get the car. Full team. We’re going to the Golden Crown right now.”Bella blocked the doorway. “I’m coming with you.”“No.”“Yes.” She didn’t move. “I know how Rossi thinks. I know the kind of places he likes to hide things. You need me.”Mikhail stared at her for one hard second. Then he nodded once. “You stay behind me the entire time. If I say run, you run.”“Okay.”They flew down the private elevator and into the waiting black SUV. Viktor drove. Two other cars followed. The city lights blurred past the windows as they raced toward the Strip.In the back seat Mikhail took Bella’s hand and placed it over her bump. His fingers stayed wrapped around hers.“If we don’t make it—” he started.Bella leaned over and kissed him hard. “We will. Don’t finish that sentence.”He rested his forehead against hers for a second. “I love you.”“I love you too. Now drive faster, Viktor.”Viktor snorted from the front. “Alr
They brought Rossi into The Vault in handcuffs. His face was bruised from the warehouse fight, but he still smiled like he owned the room.Mikhail stood in front of him. Bella stood a few feet back, arms wrapped around herself. She had insisted on being there. Mikhail hadn’t argued.“You killed my father,” Bella said. Her voice was quiet but steady.Rossi looked at her. “Technically your father stepped in front of a bullet. Brave for a dying man. I’ll give him that.”Mikhail punched him hard across the face. Rossi’s head snapped to the side. Blood ran from his split lip.“You’re going to tell me everything,” Mikhail said. “Every plan. Every man. Every location.”Rossi spit blood onto the floor. “Or what? You’ll kill me? You were always going to kill me.”Mikhail didn’t answer with words. The interrogation went on for a long time. Rossi held out longer than most men. He laughed through the pain. He insulted Bella. He talked about the baby like it already belonged to him.Bella flinched
Bella sat in the war room staring at the live feed on the big screen. Her hands were locked together in her lap. Mikhail stood behind her with one hand on her shoulder. Viktor and two other men watched the same screen from the side.The meeting place was an old warehouse by the river. Empty. Dark. Her father stood in the middle of the open space wearing a wire under his jacket. He looked small under the single hanging light.“You don’t have to watch,” Mikhail said quietly.“Yes I do,” Bella answered.On the screen her father checked his watch. A black car pulled up outside. Three men got out. Marco Rossi walked in first.Rossi smiled when he saw her father. “Carlo. You look worse than last time.”“I’m dying,” her father said. His voice came through the speakers clear. “Cancer. I don’t have time left for games. I want out. I want my daughters safe. I’ll give you everything I still know about Lobanov’s operation if you leave them alone.”Rossi laughed. “You’re late with that offer. I al
Mikhail called Bella down to The Vault late that night. She knew something was wrong the moment she saw his face.Her father sat in the same metal chair as before, but this time his hands were free. He looked thinner. Older. Tired in a way that went deeper than lack of sleep.Mikhail spoke first. “Your father has information Rossi still trusts. We’re going to use that.”Bella looked between them. “What do you mean?”Her father cleared his throat. “I’m going to call Rossi. Tell him I want to deal. I’ll wear a wire. Get him to meet me. Mikhail’s men will be waiting.”Bella’s stomach dropped. “That’s suicide.”“It’s the only way to pull him out into the open before the gala,” Mikhail said. “We’ve tried everything else.”Bella turned on her father. “You don’t have to do this. You’ve done enough damage already.”Her father gave a small, sad smile. “That’s why I do have to do it.”He looked at Mikhail. “Can I talk to my daughter alone for a minute?”Mikhail hesitated, then nodded. He steppe
Bella pushed through the staff door at the back of the casino. Her shift was over but her hands still shook. She needed air. Just five minutes away from the noise, the lights, and the man who kept watching her like she already belonged to him.The hallway was narrow and dim. She turned left instead
Bella’s legs felt like they forgot how to move. She stood frozen in the middle of the VIP floor with the tray still balanced on one hand. The four guys at the table had gone dead quiet. Even the slot machines behind her seemed to lower their volume.Mikhail didn’t blink, but instead he just looked
Bella’s hand shook when she set the empty glass on the bar. The bartender, a tall guy named Rico with a gold tooth, grabbed it without looking up.“VIP booth already?” he asked. “Damn, girl. You just started.”She wiped her palms on the tiny skirt. “He asked for me.”Rico glanced toward the back bo
Isabella Moretti’s knees hit the cracked pavement hard enough to sting. She didn’t cry out. She just scrambled up again, clutching the thin strap of her backpack like it was a lifeline.The motel chapel sign behind her was still blinking red and white: HAPPY FOREVER – NO REFUNDS.She’d said no.Not






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