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The Mafia King Obsession Face The Devil With Tears
The next morning, Serafina’s eyes fluttered open, swollen and heavy, as if each blink carried the weight of the night before. Her body ached, her chest tight with the memory of what had happened. She was in her own bed. The room was still, almost too still, as if even the air held its breath.Her tears refused to fall now; they had abandoned her in the dark hours. She forced herself to get up, splashing water on her face until her reflection in the dressing table mirror stared back cold, wounded and unrecognizable.An opened ointment sat on the table, the cap loosely hanging. She froze, her eyes narrowing. ‘He had been here.’The thought sent a surge of irritation through her chest. Without another glance at the ointment, she grabbed it and turned toward the connecting door.Her steps quickened. She didn’t bother putting on slippers; the faint slap of her bare feet against the marble was sharp, almost defiant.She reached his door and slammed it open. The sound reverberated through th
The Mafia King Obsession No Mercy!
And as they dragged the dying body away, Vincenzo lit a fresh cigar and sat on the blood-soaked sofa, staring into Emma with dead eyes.Emma stumbled and fell on the floor, her body shaking with fear and then finally Vincenzo spoke: “You helped him escape.”Emma’s lips trembled. “Vincenzo, I.....”“Don’t say my name with that mouth,” he said, his voice low and venomous. “You don’t get to say my name after what you did.”He knelt in front of her, close enough that she could smell the cigar smoke and the fury radiating off his skin.“That spy you helped?” he continued. “He cost me four men. He leaked shipment intel to Frank. I lost millions in arms..... millions, Emma. And you? You opened the back gate for him.”Emma whimpered, shaking. He stood, turned to one of the guards, and motioned.“Bring the branding rod.”Emma's eyes widened in horror. “No… please......”A glowing iron rod was brought over"Vincenzo stop". This time it was Seraphina who spoke. He turned to look at her with a l
The Mafia King Obsession The Betrayer’s Blood
The whole day went on in silence.Vincenzo’s investigation team had worked tirelessly, following every lead, digging into every whisper, until they finally unearthed the truth.*******The air was thick with cigar smoke and silence. The grand chandelier above cast a golden glow over the polished marble floor, now smeared with trails of blood. The once-elegant living room of the De Luca mansion has been turned into a slaughterhouse.In the center, a man knelt, his arms tied behind his back with a leather belt, his mouth gagged with his own torn shirt, his face beaten beyond recognition. Blood dripped steadily from his chin onto Vincenzo’s Persian rug.Vincenzo De Luca stood barefoot in front of him, wearing nothing but black slacks and a half-buttoned shirt. Calm and composed. His white Calvin Klein underwear peeked beneath the waistband. In one hand, he held a short dagger; in the other, a glass of whiskey, untouched, he placed a gun at point-blank range. Just then, he remembered how
The Mafia King Obsession Dominating Desires!
"I should get change, I have some work..." she whispered, her eyes lowered, trying to steady her nerves.He brushed his hand over her shoulder, slowly sliding it down toher waist. He pressed her waist gently, making her jolt with a sudden gasp.He took the opportunity without hesitation.Without a word, Vincenzo gripped her waist and lifted her in one swift motion, bringing her body flush against his. Her lips hovered just inches from his, and before she could realize what was happening, his mouth captured hers.She gasped.She was standing on her toes, clinging to his shoulders for balance, her fingers digging into his bare skin as if that was the only thing keeping her from falling. His kiss wasn’t soft. It wasn’t hesitant. It was raw, claiming, and full of hunger. The taste of him overwhelmed her.His lips moved on hers with a passionate ferocity, the heat of his mouth coaxing hers open. She had no time to think…no time to react. Her knees weakened instantly, and he held her tight
The Mafia King Obsession Take A Chance!
Vincenzo came out of his trance when he felt himself lightly, as Seraphina crawled away.“I’m sorry,” he mumbled.“It’s okay,” she whispered, still maintaining the same distance.He walked toward her slowly, his movements smooth and intentional. Without saying much, he gently lifted her into his arms.“Hey baby, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you. I promise, I won’t harm you,” he confessed softly.She melted a little in his arms, her body instinctively relaxing.“Seraphina, may I ask you a question?” Vincenzo asked, his voice low and steady.“Yes, you can ask” she replied quietly.“Do you have any feelings for me?” he asked, and she blinked unsure."What do you mean?" she whispered."Do you feel anything when I touch you?" he repeated, this time with a soft smack of his lips, teasing yet intense."Mm... "I don't know," she mumbled, lowering her eyes.He leaned in closer, his lips nearly brushing hers. She could feel his hot breath in her mouth, warm and deliberate."How are you feel
The Mafia King Obsession Their Story2
“You ever smelled blood on Christmas?” Vincenzo asked, his voice low and dangerous.Seraphina flinched at the question.“I have,” he continued, his eyes unfocused as if staring at something far away. “I was fifteen. Thought Christmas meant family. Laughter, Mama’s perfume. Papa’s loud singing.” He paused, the corner of his mouth twitching with something that wasn’t quite a smile. “But what I got... was the smell of blood soaked into the fucking tiles.”His voice dropped to a cold whisper. “They say revenge is poison. That it eats you alive from the inside out.”He took a slow sip of whiskey. The ice clinked gently in the glass.“But that night? When I saw my mother’s blood staining the marble floor and my father’s mouth was still open like he wanted to scream but didn’t get the chance...” He let out a dark, hollow chuckle. His eyes were distant now, detached. “That poison tasted sweet.”He leaned forward, the harsh light catching his sharp jawline and the shadowed rage carved into hi
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