LOGINLuna has spent nineteen years living inside a gilded cage. As the daughter of one of the most feared mafia lords, every smile, every dress, every step she takes belongs to someone else. Her escape plan is simple: survive an arranged marriage to her childhood best friend, then disappear forever. But two days before the wedding, she's kidnapped. Her captor, Sandro, is everything she was taught to fear—cold, ruthless, and nearly a decade older than her. The entire underworld bows before him, yet he seems completely indifferent to the girl he stole. Unlike every victim before her, Luna refuses to accept her fate. She lies. She argues. She bites. She escapes. She turns Sandro's perfectly ordered life into absolute chaos. What begins as a kidnapping soon becomes something neither of them expected. Secrets unravel, old enemies resurface, and the lines between prison and freedom begin to blur. Then, when Sandro finally does the one thing no one else ever has... He lets her go. But sometimes freedom changes people. And sometimes, by the time you become the person you've always wanted to be, the one who broke your world is the only one willing to rebuild it, if you'll let him. A dark mafia romance about freedom, redemption, and a heroine who refuses to let any man decide who she becomes.
View MoreDear Readers,
Welcome to a brand-new journey! ❤️
If you've read my previous novel, A Twenty Something, you might recognize a few familiar names and faces. This story takes place in the same fictional universe, but it is a complete standalone. You don't need to read any of my earlier books to enjoy Luna and Alessandro's story.
For this novel, I've also introduced fictional cities and locations to better suit the world and the story I wanted to tell.
This is a dark mafia romance featuring mature themes, violence, and morally grey characters. Please remember that the events and relationships in this book are entirely fictional and are written for storytelling purposes.
Most importantly, this is Luna's story, a girl who has spent her entire life in a cage, searching for a life that truly belongs to her.
I hope you'll laugh with her, cry with her, get frustrated with her, and fall in love with her journey.
Happy reading!
— C
ALESSANDROFinally. She is crying. I wondered if I traumatised too much. She is crying. That’s a good sign. I can’t have her all traumatised before I achieve my mission.“Did you seriously keep the girl in your room and start spying on her when she was in the said room?”I sighed and turned around to find Marco, looking at my phone.I turned it off by pressing the power button and tossed it on the couch.“Is everything ready?” I asked him.Marco was my second in command. He is the Enforcer, sometimes a soldier, sometimes acts as a strategist, and at times like this, an absolute nuisance.“She is young.” He added as an afterthought.There was a second pause. Then—“Is that why you brought her here instead of keeping her at Raven?”I ignored him like I always do.Words are a waste of time, especially when it was with Marco I am talking to.He is a good strategist. A loyal man. But he has a big mouth, and he hardly ever stops using it.I heard a crunch, “This is good.” He says.I turned
LUNATwo heads snapped at me. Two pairs of Amber eyes zeroed in on me. Oh shit! They are brothers.Which means Sandro is the Alessandro. Matias is the younger brother. He is just a kid whom my father tried to abduct and failed miserably two or three months ago.How did I know?I eavesdrop. All the time.My mom taught me that it was bad manners when I was a kid. But when you are living in a jungle, it’s important to improve your listening skills.Listen for the weather.Listen for the threats.Listen for the warnings.Listen for the signs.Just listen.Don’t talk.It was Alessandro who turned towards me first, and I finally got to see my kidnapper.If I were walking on a street and passed by him, I would immediately recognise him as some mafia don.He is tall, has broad shoulders, furious eyes, and a bulky body.And he is ancient. As in, he is a millennial with a capital M.I thought they were going extinct soon.He looked... twenty-eight? Twenty-nine? Somewhere around there.Old enoug
LUNAIt’s a house with no guards.For a fleeting second, I felt lucky before it dawned on me that a man like him needed guards.If my guess is correct, he is another mafia lord or a mob boss. Judging by the size of his house, I am betting on the earlier.On one hand, he was balancing, and with the other hand, he opened a door.The room was dark. But I can see the king-sized bed in it.Not so gently, he placed me on the edge of it.I immediately scurried back, my hands searching for anything I could find as a weapon, and I did.A lamp.A raise my hand, threatening him to come closer. My chest heaving, my dress doing little to nothing to cover my cleavage.He narrowed his gaze. I still didn’t get a good look at his face.Slowly, he shook his head. Walked to what looked like a closet and came out with a T-shirt and tossed it towards me.“Wear this,” he ordered.I looked at the T-shirt and then at him.“Even if you spread your legs for every man in Whiltred, I still wouldn't touch you." H
LUNA“Why aren’t you fighting?”I could tell him about a hundred moments where I fought and failed. I could tell him about the hundred attempts where my voice was cut off, and my hands were restrained. I could tell him about all the times I fought, and fought, and fought just to lose before a man.I could tell him many such things, but he would hardly understand any of it.I still didn’t look at his face. But actions are enough to judge a man. And the deep voice is a beast.My fingers itched to tug the fabric around my neck.I want to breathe.I felt his eyes on me, watching me, scanning me. So I held my hands in my laps, ignoring the sting on my wrists, the ropes left.Instead of answering, I observed the room around me.A velvet bed, heavy curtains, and a gilded mirror filled the room. It was dressed to look elegant, but no amount of expensive furniture could hide the lingering scent of perfume, cigarettes, and misery.The man abruptly got up and my body scooted back involuntarily.
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