The Mafia Don’s Temptation

CHAPTER TWOARIAThe hands that were on me suddenly disappeared, and I swiftly crawled away from the man and backed into the nearby wall."Scar," the robber's voice shook in fear as he fell to the ground.My breath hitched in my throat as two men immediately started punching the man that was on me a few minutes ago.I slowly lifted my head to look at the man that had saved me. He stood dangerously tall, with long hair framing his sculptured face. A dangerous scar slashed his eyebrows and ran down to his ear. I was locked in a staring contest with this strange man, and he was winning because I was finding it harder to keep looking into his gray eyes.The groaning sounds beside me intensified, and I turned to see that the creep who attacked me was on the floor, covered in blood."Please stop," I choked out. The two men that were hitting him didn't pay any attention to me.I looked at the man before me. "Please tell them to stop," I gritted with tears in my eyes. I didn't want the man to

CHAPTER FOURARIAMy body was lying on something cold and hard. I shivered and tried to wrap my hand around my body. My eyebrows creased as I realized I couldn't move my hands. I pulled, but the sound of heavy metal filled my ears. My eyes opened slowly, and I took in the strange room I was in. I couldn't figure out what the room was. It was a dark room that was empty except for the chair that sat in the center of the room. With so much effort, I got into a sitting position. My head pounded as my stomach churned. I glanced at my hands and feet and saw that they were chained to the floor.My heart beat accelerated as confusion clouded my head. I shivered again as my teeth chattered. That was when my memory started to come back to me. The harsh grip, the handkerchief over my nose, the shoes...I heard a deep moan from beside me. I looked to find another man who was chained to the ground like me. My eyes shot to his hands. They were the same hands that covered my nose. Confusion swirled

CHAPTER SIXARIAI opened my eyes and immediately closed them again, wincing from the bright light that flooded into the room. I opened my eyes again and gazed outside. The sky was beautiful, and the sun’s golden light streamed through the window, casting long shadows on the floor.I would have smiled at the perfect view, but a heavy weight hung in my chest. I felt like Rapunzel—seeing the beautiful scenery through the window but never getting out.Except I wasn’t Rapunzel. I wasn’t a f*cking princess.I am a captive. A mere prisoner waiting for slaughter. The handcuffs that bound me to the bed were a harsh reminder.The door to my room opened and two young women stepped in, each carrying a tray. They both dropped the trays on a small stool at the foot of the bed, and I recognized the look of pity they cast me.I don’t need any fucking pity.“Your food,” the taller of the two announced.I scoffed bitterly. “Is Maximo such a pussy that he can’t even kill me himself? Instead, he’s reso

CHAPTER EIGHTMAXIMOThe dining room was still tense as Aria left. Lorenzo looked at me with a mixture of anger and disappointment and I found myself getting angry at the look on his face.“I don’t understand,” he started, dropping his fork on the table. The cutlery made a high pitched, tinkling sound that reverberated throughout the entire room.I rubbed my palms together and placed them folded under my jaw.“What don’t you understand, Lorenzo?” I asked, even though I knew exactly why he was acting the way he was.Aria’s father killed our youngest brother. And he wasn’t just some random rival. He was our father’s second in command when he committed the act. Although he had already been killed, it was basic knowledge that any offspring of a traitor should be killed as well.“You’re the don. You’re supposed to lead by example and do what’s right,” he gritted out in a low voice.I knew my other men were pretending not to listen, but I could tell that they were paying attention to every

CHAPTER TENMAXIMOI sat in my office and stared at the laptop that was before me. I had been staring at the screen for some minutes now. I needed to be working, but thoughts of a certain redhead handcuffed to the bed in one of my rooms filled my head.I should have just killed her last night. That would bring an end to whatever this was.‘Nothing is happening,’ I said in my head. She’s just a captive who also happens to be incredibly beautiful and sexy.My Red.The door to my office was opened and I had never been happy to get distracted from my thoughts before.“Scar,” one of my men greeted as he walked into my office and sat on the chair before me.“Enrico,” I said in a gruff voice. As he sat down, he dropped the file he was holding on the table and slid it across the table and towards me.“What does it say?” I asked.“The law enforcement are on us,” he revealed and I chuckled.Enrico was a police officer and also one of my most trusted men. He also helped us get intel on what was