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Slept on Mafia Daddy Bed

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My head was throbbing badly, when I lifted my eyelids, I could feel the softness of the mattress underneath me, the white light filling in the darkest spots of my vision, making me pinch them just to reopen.

Na… I mumbled, slowly gathering myself to sit up. But the pain held me back.

My gaze wandered around the room, it had vast ceilings and white walls, but it didn’t smell of a hospital. Then where on earth I could be at this moment. The more I was thinking about it the more curiosity was digging its claws deeper into me.

After a while I managed to sit up, and what I saw was not less than a nightmare. I was alone in the room but it didn’t seem so, the huge portraits hanging on the walls were staring back at me. Those blue eyes with a prickly smirk, and weapon pointed at his own lips, as he posed for a picture.

Within an instant all my doubts were cleared without explaining a single thing to me. It was… Ronin king’s room, the most feared mafia king of the town.

I flipped down the b
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  • Trapped by my Ex’s Mafia Dad   Archer Truth

    I stumbled into my quarters, every step heavier than the last. My cheek still burned from Suzie’s slap, my ribs screamed with every breath, and my body felt like a patchwork of bruises stitched together with pain. But it wasn’t just my flesh that stung, her words cut deeper than any blow.“You’re a witch. A thief. Filth.”I slammed the door behind me and collapsed onto the floor, clutching my aching side. My throat tightened, but I bit down hard, refusing to cry again. “That witch thinks her ring can entice me,” I spat through clenched teeth, cursing her under my breath.The door creaked open, and I shot to my feet, my spine stiffening. Lena slipped inside, her usual puppy-like obedience trailing behind her like a scent.“Happy now? After pleasing the witch?” I snapped, I wanted her to flinch, to feel even a fraction of my humiliation. Foolish of me, once, to think she was kind. She was Suzie’s loyal dog, nothing more.Her face softened, guilt flickering across her features. “Sorry, B

  • Trapped by my Ex’s Mafia Dad   Punished for Theft

    Flaunting her silk gown, Suzie walked gracefully down the stairs, her little puppy leaping from her arms and scampering straight to its silver food bowl. The hall filled with the sound of its playful paws against the marble floor.“Good morning, honey,” she sang sweetly, swirling toward Marco’s chair at the long dining table. She wrapped her arms around him from behind, pressing a kiss to his jaw.Marco glanced at her with his usual quiet detachment, touching her hand gently. “Good morning,” he murmured. “How was your kitty party?”“Oh, perfect,” Suzie replied, settling into the chair a maid quickly pulled out for her. She rested her manicured hand on the table, making sure the diamond on her finger caught the morning light. “You know, everyone had their eyes on my ring.”She twisted it proudly, letting the gem sparkle. “Julia gasped the moment she saw it, ‘Suzie, darling, I swear this stone could blind someone!’ she said.” Suzie laughed, recalling the moment with relish. “And Clara?

  • Trapped by my Ex’s Mafia Dad   Clean Dog Poop

    Suzie stood before the gilded mirror, tilting her head as she admired the way her emerald gown clung to her body. The diamonds at her throat glittered, catching the light as if mocking everything around them. She traced a red-painted nail lazily across her collarbone and smirked. Flawless, as always.I stood in the corridor, a tray balanced in my trembling hands, fiddling with the knot of my apron for what felt like the hundredth time. My palms were damp, my heart thudding faster than it should.“Perfect,” Suzie said, She lifted her hand, angling it so the massive diamond ring on her finger caught the light. “My friends will adore this. A timeless piece. Marco gifted it to me for my birthday, you know.” She flicked her wrist, making the diamonds dance as though she wanted to blind me with their brilliance.Her gaze snapped to me, sharp and cutting. “And you,” Her eyes swept over me like a whip. “Stand straight. No one likes a sloppy maid.”I stiffened instantly, gripping the tray tigh

  • Trapped by my Ex’s Mafia Dad   New Madame

    “Suzie… my darling… Suziee…” Marco sang her name in a mocking rhythm, each note laced with twisted delight. His voice bounced off the high walls as he marched me through enormous wooden doors that creaked open into a grand hall.The space was vast and cold, the marble floor gleaming beneath an antique centerpiece, an elaborate sculpture of some forgotten goddess, proud and merciless. I stood there, my hands bound in front of me, the ropes biting into my wrists as I tried to stay still, to look obedient.My nose burned, my eyes stung. The tear gas still lingered in my body, making every breath sharp. My swollen eyes weren’t from crying this time, but from the poison Marco had thrown into the air.A maid appeared, her hair pulled neatly into a bun, a white cap pinned above it. She bowed slightly before speaking, her voice careful. “Madam Suzie is in the middle of her Spanish spa, sir.”Marco chuckled, his grin stretching wider. “Tell her to come out. I’ve brought home something special

  • Trapped by my Ex’s Mafia Dad   Warm Hug Before Battlefield

    I heard a knock on the door which pulled me out of an emotional moment I was having with myself. Suddenly I pulled that armour of steel around myself, when the door opened, because I didn’t want him to know that I was weakening or not sure about my decision. I didn’t want him to believe that I was regretting my decision. I had made my mind and it was now time to show him that I was the love of a mafia don. No matter if both of us were too scared to admit it at the moment. “Look, you still have time.” He stood still in front of me, hands pocketed and lips shrinking with a weird tension. “I believe we don’t have time. We are short on it.” I turned around to wipe the tears jumping out of my eyes. He placed a firm hand on my shoulder and spun me around to face him. “You don’t need to throw yourself into this war,” he said, his voice low but steady. His thumb brushed against my lashes, wiping away the tears that clung there, then trailed gently down my cheek as if he could erase the pa

  • Trapped by my Ex’s Mafia Dad   Decided to Give Custody

    Ugh, I couldn’t hear a single word. The door muffled everything, and my frustration was mounting with each passing second. What on earth were they whispering about in there? Some secret plan, no doubt, and here I was, cast aside like an unwanted extra.He should trust my intelligence, I thought bitterly. I’m smart, far smarter than he gives me credit for.I remembered once helping old Aunt Mariah find her lost ring. Everyone else had been tearing apart the house, crawling under sofas, shaking cushions like madmen, and I was calm, composed, brilliant, pointed out that she had been kneading dough in the kitchen earlier. Sure enough, the poor ring was stuck in a lump of floury bread waiting to be baked. Aunt Mariah declared me a genius, practically kissed my hands, and for a whole week the family treated me like Sherlock Holmes.So why not now? If I could find a gold ring in a lump of dough, surely I could help Ronin find his son. Rings, sons, same difference, really. Both small, both ea

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