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UNDER THE DON’S PROTECTION
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Luca Marino's world collapses when he realizes he's been unknowingly laundering money for the Russian mafia. After talking to the FBI, he's kidnapped and sold at an underground auction to the highest bidder. Dante Vitale never planned to buy anyone. But when the defiant accountant refuses to break despite his terror, Dante can't stop himself from claiming him. As Luca investigates betrayal within Dante's crime family, enemies close in from all sides. The Bratva wants him dead. A detective wants him to testify. And Dante's own family sees him as a dangerous weakness. Trapped between the man who bought him and the freedom he lost, Luca faces an impossible truth: he's falling for his captor. But he doesn't know if what he feels is real or just a way to survive. Can love built on such a dark beginning ever become something genuine? Or will the way they started destroy them both?
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UNDER THE DON’S PROTECTION THE FOREVER LIGHT
Amara’s POVOne thousand years after we burned the old empire and chose a different life, the atoll had become something that no longer needed our protection — it protected those who came after.I sat on the familiar bench at the end of the main dock as the sun slipped toward the horizon, painting the lagoon in shades of rose and deep gold. My hands rested in my lap, the walking stick Tunde had carved for me long ago leaning against the railing. At one thousand and eighteen, my steps were very slow and careful, but my heart felt lighter than it had in the days when survival was all we knew.Leo sat beside me, his hand finding mine without looking. His hair was pure white, his face deeply lined with laughter and sun, yet his grip remained warm and sure — the same hand that had cut my zip ties in that warehouse so many lifetimes ago. One thousand years had deepened the lines on both our faces, but they were laugh lines, sun lines, the kind earned from choosing joy over fear every single
Última actualización : 2026-04-15UNDER THE DON’S PROTECTION THE INFINITE HORIZON
Amara’s POVOne thousand years after we burned the old empire and chose a different life, the atoll had become something that no longer needed our protection — it protected those who came after.I sat on the familiar bench at the end of the main dock as the sun slipped toward the horizon, painting the lagoon in shades of rose and deep gold. My hands rested in my lap, the walking stick Tunde had carved for me long ago leaning against the railing. At one thousand and eighteen, my steps were very slow and careful, but my heart felt lighter than it had in the days when survival was all we knew.Leo sat beside me, his hand finding mine without looking. His hair was pure white, his face deeply lined with laughter and sun, yet his grip remained warm and sure — the same hand that had cut my zip ties in that warehouse so many lifetimes ago. One thousand years had deepened the lines on both our faces, but they were laugh lines, sun lines, the kind earned from choosing joy over fear every single
Última actualización : 2026-04-15UNDER THE DON’S PROTECTION BEYOND FOREVER
Amara’s POVFive hundred years after we burned the old empire and chose a different life, the atoll had become something that no longer needed our protection — it protected those who came after.I sat on the familiar bench at the end of the main dock as the sun slipped toward the horizon, painting the lagoon in shades of rose and deep gold. My hands rested in my lap, the walking stick Tunde had carved for me long ago leaning against the railing. At five hundred and eighteen, my steps were very slow and careful, but my heart felt lighter than it had in the days when survival was all we knew.Leo sat beside me, his hand finding mine without looking. His hair was pure white, his face deeply lined with laughter and sun, yet his grip remained warm and sure — the same hand that had cut my zip ties in that warehouse so many lifetimes ago. Five hundred years had deepened the lines on both our faces, but they were laugh lines, sun lines, the kind earned from choosing joy over fear every single
Última actualización : 2026-04-14UNDER THE DON’S PROTECTION THE INFINITE LEGACY
Amara’s POVThree hundred years after we burned the old empire and chose a different life, the atoll had become something that no longer needed our protection — it protected those who came after.I sat on the familiar bench at the end of the main dock as the sun slipped toward the horizon, painting the lagoon in shades of rose and deep gold. My hands rested in my lap, the walking stick Tunde had carved for me long ago leaning against the railing. At three hundred and eighteen, my steps were very slow and careful, but my heart felt lighter than it had in the days when survival was all we knew.Leo sat beside me, his hand finding mine without looking. His hair was pure white, his face deeply lined with laughter and sun, yet his grip remained warm and sure — the same hand that had cut my zip ties in that warehouse so many lifetimes ago. Three hundred years had deepened the lines on both our faces, but they were laugh lines, sun lines, the kind earned from choosing joy over fear every sin
Última actualización : 2026-04-14UNDER THE DON’S PROTECTION THE FIRST BLOOD
Amara’s POVThe platform is twenty-three nautical miles off Lagos—rusted legs rising from black water like the skeleton of something prehistoric that refused to die. We approach at 02:17 local time under a moonless sky. No running lights. Engines cut at two miles out. Small black inflatable carries
Última actualización : 2026-04-05UNDER THE DON’S PROTECTION THE PLATFORM RECKONING
Amara’s POVForty-eight hours pass like forty-eight heartbeats—each one louder than the last.We don’t wait for Gideon to make the next move. We go to him.The defunct oil platform—once Nadia’s hidden lab, now a blackened skeleton—sits twenty-three nautical miles off Lagos. We approach at 02:17 loc
Última actualización : 2026-04-05UNDER THE DON’S PROTECTION THE FIRST RECRUIT & THE LESSON THAT CUTS DEEP
Amara’s POVThe warehouse smells of rust, old diesel and the faint chemical bite of the containment unit humming in the corner. It’s 04:47. None of us have slept.Leo is cleaning his carbine on a crate—methodical, angry strokes. Kai is hunched over a laptop, triple-checking the encrypted feeds from
Última actualización : 2026-04-05UNDER THE DON’S PROTECTION THE TWINS’ ADULTHOOD – TWENTY YEARS LATER
Luca’s POVSixty-three years had passed since the ice closed over the last node in Antarctica. The atoll had not changed much—lagoon still mirror-clear at dawn, garden still spilling over railings in defiant color, bungalow still standing on its weathered stilts—but we had. Dante’s hair was fully s
Última actualización : 2026-04-03
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