LOGINFour years ago, Kate left the man she loved standing alone at the altar, choosing her ungrateful family over him.She thought Lorenzo Moretti would eventually forget her.She was wrong.The gentle, devoted man she abandoned is gone. In his place stands Lorenzo Moretti, the city’s most feared mafia boss, a man who built his empire on blood, power, and revenge.And he hasn’t returned to forgive Kate.He has returned to collect his debt.When Kate’s gambling father loses everything and sells her to a high-profile syndicate club to settle his massive debt, she expects humiliation, captivity, and a life at the mercy of ruthless men.What she doesn’t expect is to find Lorenzo waiting for her.He is the man who secretly orchestrated her family’s downfall. The man who bought her freedom just to take it away.And now, Kate belongs to him.Lorenzo doesn’t want her apology.He wants her on her knees.But as old feelings resurface and the line between revenge and desire begins to blur, Kate discovers the most dangerous part of being Lorenzo Moretti’s prisoner isn’t losing her freedom.It’s realizing she may still be in love with the man who came back to destroy her.
View MoreI stood in the doorway holding the black box long after the guard left. The silk ribbon felt soft under my fingers, almost too nice for whatever waited inside. My foot throbbed with every small shift of weight. The purple swelling had already started to darken around my toes.I carried the box to the narrow bed and set it down. The lid lifted with a quiet creak. Inside lay a short black dress. Thin straps. Soft fabric that clung when I touched it. It covered more than the strings from the club, but not by much. The neckline dipped low. The hem would sit high on my thighs.My stomach turned.I limped into the small bathroom and turned on the shower. Hot water hit my skin and made every bruise sting. I washed carefully around the marks on my wrist and the swollen foot. Soap ran pink over the raw places where Camila’s nails had broken skin. I stayed under the spray longer than I needed, letting the heat loosen the tight knots in my shoulders.Oh God,
Camila's nails dug so deep into my bruised wrist that I could feel my skin tearing. I stared at her, completely terrified, my mind going totally blank. My throat dry as dust. I swallowed the lump in my throat but still could not speak "Speak!" Camila demanded, giving my arm a sharp, painful jerk that sent a spike of agony straight up to my shoulder. "What are you doing in this house?""I... I do not know," I stuttered, shaking my head frantically as tears blurred my vision. "I just... my father owes him money. That is all. I swear!""Do not play stupid with me," Camila snarled, her face twisting into a mask of pure hatred. "Lorenzo does not bring debt collectors into his private villa.""Camila!" Lorenzo's deep voice boomed from the end of the hallway, sharp and impatient. "Get in here!"Camila froze. She let go of my wrist, turning back into the woman from a while ago Grace filled and composed “Coming” she called then looked back at me, her face turned sour as she sneered “Stay th
He stood there for a moment, catching his breath. Then he reached into his pocket, pulled out a clean white handkerchief, and wiped himself off. He tucked everything away and zipped up.Lorenzo bent down, gripped both of my shoulders hard, and forced me to look up at him. His eyes were cold again."Listen carefully," he said. "Mrs Moretti is here. She does not like fat bitches in her house. Keep your mouth shut, stay out of her way, and do not make her notice you. If you cause a problem, I will not protect you. Understand?"I nodded, still on my knees, the mess cooling on my skin."Good," he said. "Now stand up and clean yourself. We are going to meet her."My hands trembled as I used a damp cloth from the bathroom sink to wipe my face and neck. Every movement made the my shoulders throb in horror, I pulled my oversized shirt down as far as it would go, but there was no hiding what I was. I felt cheap, dirty, and utterly fat."Hurry up," Lorenzo barked from the doorway, leaning agains
Move your legs, Kate!" Lorenzo barked, his sharp voice ringing out like a gunshot in the silent dressing room.My head was pounding so hard my vision blurred. I hurriedly threw my old jeans and oversized shirt back on over the tiny strings, my hands shaking so violently I could barely zip my bag. Within minutes, his guards shoved me into the leather back seat of his tinted SUV.We pulled up outside my father's house thirty minutes later. The door swung open, and Father gasped as Lorenzo walked into the tiny living room, looking like a lord entering a dirty barn."What is the meaning of this, Don Moretti?" Father stammered, backing away.“What has she done, please show mercy and take her back she's…”"I am buying your daughter," Lorenzo said smoothly, resting a hand inside his jacket. "Keep the three million dollars. Your debt is officially settled."My breath hitched. I shook my head wildly, trying to catch my father's eye, silently begging him to refuse, to fight for me just once.Lo






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