LOGINIn the heart of New York, the Moretti family rules the underground with fear, power, and precision. Lucian Moretti, known as The Devil, is a ruthless mafia boss whose cold heart has been hardened by betrayal and bloodshed. His younger brother Matteo, a charming playboy and tech genius, and his innocent sister Ivy complete the family, while loyal guards and servants keep their empire secure. Aria Russo, a stubborn orphan working at a small café, dreams of a simple life. Her world turns upside down when she crosses paths with Lucian. Intrigued by her defiance, he draws her into his dangerous world—a world of power, obsession, and deadly enemies. As rival mafia boss Marco Leone plots revenge, childhood friend Lorena betrays Aria, and the obsessed family friend Caris manipulates from the shadows, Aria must navigate a world where love and danger are inseparable. Torn between his empire and the woman who has captured his heart, Lucian must confront his darkest fears. The Devil’s Favorite is a gripping tale of love, betrayal, and the fine line between loyalty and obsession.
View MoreThe entire mansion breathed tension that night. Every guard moved with sharpened focus. Every corridor felt colder than usual. Word had spread that Matteo had found the source of the leak, and every name in the mansion was a suspicion until proven innocent.Lucian stood by the window in his office, staring out into the stormy night. His jaw flexed slowly, his hands clasped behind his back. He had been waiting for this moment and the silence around him meant only one thing. Matteo was on his way.The door opened without a knock. Matteo entered with rain still dripping from his hair and shoulders. He looked like a man who had clawed through hell to get answers.Lucian did not turn. He asked only one question.WhoThe name fell from Matteos tongue like a death sentence.LorenaThe room froze. Even the air seemed to stop moving. Lucian blinked slowly as if absorbing the weight of it. Lorena. The girl Aria trusted. The girl who smiled sweetly and offered comfort. The girl who swore loyalty
The first light of dawn barely touched the mansion, and yet Aria could not sleep. Her mind churned with everything that had happened over the past days—the party, the attacks, the betrayals, and most recently, the discovery of Lorena’s treachery. Each revelation had left her feeling increasingly vulnerable, but also strangely determined. She could no longer afford ignorance, not in Lucian’s world.Sister Helena had arrived at the mansion that morning, her face pale and anxious. Aria sensed immediately that the visit was not just a friendly call. Helena had always been careful, protective, a shield between Aria and the darker truths of her family. But now, the calm the older woman usually carried was replaced by urgency, her hands trembling slightly as she clutched an envelope tightly.“Aria… I have something you need to see,” Helena said softly, beckoning her to a quiet corner of the sitting room.Aria followed, her curiosity piqued and her heart already pounding. She had learned to t
The mansion felt smaller than usual, almost suffocating in its quiet. Aria moved cautiously through the halls, her heels silent against the marble floors. The echoes of the party’s chaos were gone, replaced by something heavier—an undercurrent of unease. Something was off. She could feel it in the way the staff moved, the way Matteo’s fingers tapped impatiently on the table, and the tension etched into Lucian’s posture even as he tried to appear calm.In the study, Matteo’s laptop hummed softly. His brow was furrowed in concentration, eyes scanning lines of code like a general reading troop movements before a battle. Aria watched silently from the doorway.Something is wrong, she said finally, her voice low.Matteo didn’t look up immediately. Then he gestured for her to come closer. Lorena has been… careful, he said, his voice clipped, like each word had to be measured. But not careful enough.Aria’s stomach sank.He’s been feeding information. About the mansion. About you. About ever
The mansion was unusually quiet after the chaos of the night, as if the walls themselves were holding their breath. Aria sat on the edge of her bed, legs drawn up, her hands resting loosely on her knees. The red dress she had worn earlier, now folded neatly on a chair, still carried the faint scent of perfume and the echo of music from the party. She traced the fabric with her fingers, feeling the lingering rush of adrenaline slowly fade into exhaustion.Her thoughts refused to settle. The kiss. Lucian’s lips. The way his hands had held her so carefully, so desperately. And then the violence. The fight. The fear. The way he had moved through the chaos as if it were second nature. As if he had been born to fight, to kill, to dominate.A soft knock at the door broke her reverie.It’s Matteo, his voice teasing as he stepped into the room, leaning casually against the doorway, one hand tucked into his pocket.Survived the Devil’s first night with you, he said lightly, though his eyes were
The drive back to the mansion was silent. Aria sat curled against the window, the city lights sliding across her face in broken patterns. Lucian did not look at her once. His knuckles were still stained with blood. His jaw was clenched like he was holding the whole world together with his teeth.Wh
The mansion had never felt so cold. Shadows stretched across the halls like dark fingers, and every creak of the floorboards sounded like a warning. Aria still carried the weight of last night’s confrontation in her chest. Lucian’s fury, the sight of a man crushed beneath his wrath, had left a scar
The mansion was unusually quiet that night. A heavy silence pressed against the walls, making every footstep echo like a warning. Aria had just finished organizing some documents in the study when a sudden movement in the hallway caught her attention. At first, she thought it was Matteo checking th
The mansion felt unusually quiet that afternoon, as though the walls themselves were holding their breath. Aria moved through the corridors, carrying a tray of tea, but her mind was elsewhere. Lucian had barely spoken since breakfast, his attention drifting between business reports and the way she






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