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The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle
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"How I talk to my employees is not and shouldn't be your business." He started taking slow steps towards me while I kept moving back till my back touched the wall. There's no escape anymore. He pressed his palms on the wall, caging me in. I inhaled his intoxicating scent not wanting to meet his eyes. He slowly leaned in as I could feel his musky breath in my ear. "You defy me so much that I want to hurt you." With that he disappeared. The only evidence that showed he was here was just the sound of the closing 'Love? A mere word or feeling that makes us do weird and dumb things. I didn't want to love him. I didn't want to want him. I didn't want anything to do with him but the heart wants what it wants. He was my worst nightmare and at the same time my solace. He was my enemy and at the same time my friend. I hated him the most but at the same time I loved him the most!' ______________ Ivory Addams, a young waitress, is thrust into a dangerous world when she's kidnapped by a Mafia king who believes she holds the key to saving his son's life. As she navigates her new reality, she's faced with an impossible choice - marry a Mafia Prince or risk losing everything she holds dear. As she uncovers dark secrets and fights for her independence, she becomes entangled in a deadly game of power, love, and survival. Can she navigate this treacherous world and protect herself from becoming a pawn in their dangerous games?
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The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle Kidnapped
Ava's blunt question hit me like a slap, making me choke on the orange juice I was sipping. ''You had sex again, didn't you?'' she accused, her voice dripping with a mix of amusement and annoyance. I almost spat out the juice, my eyes widening in surprise as I struggled to swallow. I shot her a withering glance, trying to convey a silent 'mind your own business' warning. But Ava just raised an eyebrow, her expression unrepentant. I huffed, taking a bite of my cookie to avoid responding, the crunch of the sweet treat a welcome distraction from the awkwardness."You need to stop reading me, you witch!" She let out a loud laugh and shook her head before walking away to hand the tray of cookies in her hands to one of her workers.I sat on one of the cozy seats nestled beside the window, the warm sunlight streaming in and casting a golden glow on the rustic wooden table in front of me. I had managed to convince Alexander to relent and let me visit Ava, despite his initial resistance and st
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle Night Of Passion
WARNING>>>THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SOME EXPLICIT SEX SCENES. READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED!When Alexander didn't make any move, I stood on my toes and placed a soft kiss on his lips. I pressed my body against his and tightened my arms around his neck. I felt his hand descend from my waist to my butt which he gave a soft squeeze, making me gasp against his lips.My hand seemed to move of its own volition, as if driven by a mischievous instinct, slowly gliding down to his groin with a gentle, exploratory touch. My fingers wrapped around him, giving a soft, tentative squeeze. A low, husky groan rumbled deep within his chest, a primal sound that vibrated through every cell of my body, sending shivers down my spine. Emboldened by his response, I increased the pressure, my fingers applying a subtle, teasing pressure. He hissed a sharp breath under his teeth, his lips parting in surprise, and pulled his mouth away from mine, his eyes flashing with a mixture of pleasure and restraint, as if st
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle The Dinner
IVORY'S POVI strolled through the gardens, the warm sunlight casting a golden glow on the vibrant blooms. Claire walked beside me, her eyes shining with concern."Ivory, how are you holding up?" she asked, her voice gentle. "It's been two weeks since the attack. You must be feeling suffocated with all these guards around."Two weeks had passed since the attack, and my life had become a blur of guards and gates, safety protocols and surveillance. I rarely saw Alexander, and when I did, he was distant, his mind preoccupied with the aftermath.I miss him.I really do.I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "I miss Alexander. I miss our talks. Our incessant bickering. I feel like I'm losing myself in all this chaos."Claire's expression softened. "You're not alone, Ivory. We're all here for you. And Master Alexander...he's doing everything he can to keep you safe."I nodded, feeling a lump form in my throat. "I know. But it's hard, Claire. I feel like I'm living in a prison."Alexande
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle Into The Storm
ALEXANDER'S POVAs I watched the car disappear into the night, it took every ounce of my willpower not to go after it, to drag Angel back into my arms and never let her go. I wanted to hold her close, to feel her warmth and scent, to assure her that she was safe with me.But I knew better. I still had unfinished business to attend to - those bastards who thought they could hurt her, take her away from me. My anger simmered just below the surface, threatening to boil over. How dare they try to attack her, put her in harm's way?I would fight to the death to protect her, to keep her safe from the darkness that lurked in every corner of my life. I clenched my fists, my jaw tightening with resolve. I would not rest until I had dealt with Victor, Russo, and anyone else who thought they could touch her. She was mine, my Ivory, my Angel. And I would stop at nothing to keep her safe.Clark's voice broke into my thoughts, "You're really into her, aren't you?" I turned to him, my expression gr
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle An Attack
As Alexander pulled me into a dark hallway, I stumbled after him, my heart racing with confusion. Where were we going? What was happening? I couldn't decipher the direction we were heading, the darkness disorienting me. Suddenly, a door swung open, and the cold night air hit me like a slap in the face. I gasped, my eyes adjusting slowly to the darkness outside.We were in an alleyway, the only sound the distant hum of the city and the soft crunch of gravel beneath our feet. Alexander's grip on my hand tightened as he pulled me along, his pace swift and urgent. I struggled to keep up, my mind reeling with questions."Alexander, what's going on?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. He didn't respond, his eyes fixed on some point ahead. I followed his gaze, but saw nothing but the dark outline of buildings.We turned a corner, and a sleek black car came into view. Alexander yanked open the door and pushed me inside, following close behind. The door slammed shut behind us, envelopin
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle Confessions
Instinctively, I relaxed against Alexander's chest, tilting my head to the side, urging him to continue. He leaned down and kissed my shoulder, making me shudder lightly. Alexander sighed, his hands tightening on my waist. "Nicole's father, Victor, is a ruthless mafia boss who rules the East Coast. Our families used to be allies, but a disagreement drove us apart. He loves his daughter so much that he'd do anything she asked. I guess, Nicole have probably cried to her father about wanting to be with me again. She can be very sly and manipulative most times." My mind reeled as I processed this information. I turned around to face him, my eyes meeting his grey ones. "I still don't understand, Alex. Why...why do it?" I felt the anger and hurt I had felt when I saw Nicole's hands and mouth on him resurfacing. He could have just outrightly rejected her. "You could have just rejected her!" Alexander's eyes locked onto mine, filled with a mix of frustration and desperation. "Victor threat
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle The Mafia's Shadow
I struggled to free myself from Alexander's grip, but his fingers only tightened around my arm, his nails digging into my skin. I tried to pull away, but he was too strong, his anger and adrenaline fueling his strength. He dragged me through the dimly lit hallway. I stumbled, my heels catching on the edge of the stairs, but Alexander didn't slow down. He pulled me along, his eyes fixed on some point ahead, until we reached a small door tucked away behind a row of booths. He pushed the door open and pulled me inside, shutting it behind us with a loud bang.We were in a narrow cloakroom, the air thick with the smell of coats and stale air. The only light came from a flickering overhead bulb, casting eerie shadows on the walls. Alexander's eyes blazed with anger, his chest heaving with ragged breaths. I tried to speak, but my voice caught in my throat as he turned to face me, his eyes burning with intensity."What the fuck do you think you were doing in there?!!" Alexander thundered, his
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle When Temper Flares
As I entered the club, the thumping bass and loud music enveloped me, making my heart race with excitement. The air was electric, filled with the energy of people letting loose and having a good time. I scanned the room, taking in the sea of dancing bodies, the flashing lights, and the couples smooching in the corners. The smell of sweat and perfume hung heavy in the air, adding to the intoxicating atmosphere.I made my way through the crowd, my eyes adjusting to the dim lighting. Suddenly, a hand grasped my arm, and I felt a gentle tug. I turned to see Jackson, his eyes sparkling with a warm smile, guiding me through the throng of people. We navigated through the dancers, the music growing louder with each step.As we reached the edge of the dance floor, Jackson led me to a corner, where a velvet rope cordoned off a section of the club. He nodded to the bouncer, who unclipped the rope, allowing us to pass. We walked down a short corridor, the music muffled by the thick curtains, and
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle Fire On Fire
As I stood in front of the mirror, my gaze drifted over my reflection, my eyes tracing the curves of the dress that hugged my body. I couldn't help but stare at the way the vibrant red fabric seemed to glow against my skin.The dress was a tiny, shiny thing, its short hem flirting with the tops of my thighs. The tiny straps sat high on my shoulders, leaving a vast expanse of skin bare. The satin-like material caught the light, accentuating every curve and contour of her figure.My eyes lingered on the way the dress cinched at my waist, emphasizing my narrowest point before flaring out slightly at the hips. I felt a thrill of excitement and confidence as I took in my reflection, the dress making me feel like a completely different person.I turned slightly to the side, watching as the light danced across the fabric, highlighting the subtle sheen of the material. The dress was daring, provocative, and utterly captivating. I couldn't help but feel a sense of power and allure as I gazed a
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