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The First Real Mistake
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Even though the storm had passed by morning, there was still a heavy, unacknowledged substance in the air.We had not left the cabin. We are still trapped in this perilous area between our reality and our pretense.I told myself it was just in my head.When Dante thought I was not paying attention, he continued to stare at me.The way that whenever he approached too closely, the heat from his body persisted.The way he called my name made my stomach knot.It did not matter.It must have been nothing.For what other reason? I could not afford to make that error.A peaceful evening. We do not intend to cross this line.That day, Dante did not return to the city.I did not either.By the time either of us spoke again, the sun had already set.My knife caught the faint light from the fireplace as I sat on the couch and flipped it between my fingers. On the table next to him, Dante sat opposite me, his whiskey unopened.It ought to have been just another evening.It wasn't.There was a thi
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-15Way Out: Owned by the Mafia Boss Nothing Is the Same After This
I knew the instant we withdrew.Nothing remained the same.His hands had clung to me as if he was not ready to let go, and I could still feel the pressure of his body and the heat of his mouth against mine.As if he had no intention of doing so.I ought to have taken a step back. I ought to have spoken—anything.I just stood there instead. Out of breath. blazing.And Dante—He merely observed me.The firelight flickered against the sharp angles of his face, and his eyes were dark and unreadable. He breathed steadily, slowly, and under control.As if he was in anticipation.As if he were offering me an option.And that? There was nothing more dangerous than that.Because it was not a question of whether I wanted him.Can I afford to want him? was the question.And the response?No.I looked away. Quick.I whispered, "That should not have happened."Dante let out a soft, almost amused, exhale. "However, it did."I tightened my jaw. "And it will never occur again."Dante remained motionl
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-15Way Out: Owned by the Mafia Boss The Kiss That Can’t Be Ignored
A sea of lights flickered against the dark skyline as the city stretched below. I could see everything from Dante's penthouse's floor-to-ceiling windows, including the streets, skyscrapers, and the world that would be mine again after this mission was over.after he left.However, I was aware that I was deceiving myself as I stood there, holding onto the windowsill's edge.Since that night, everything had changed.ever since the kiss.I allowed myself to touch him back the moment I allowed him to touch me.Three days. It had lasted that long.Three days of keeping quiet and acting as if nothing had occurred.Dante had left me alone. He had not mentioned it at all. However, that was worse than if he had cornered me or pushed.due to Dante's lack of pursuit.He waited.And I was aware that I would eventually be the one to approach him.The Unavoidable ConversationI had just taken two steps in the direction of the kitchen when I heard a glass filling with liquid.Dante.As I entered the
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-15Way Out: Owned by the Mafia Boss Too Far to Turn Back
The Bar: A Control GameThe amber glow of flickering candlelight and neon reflections on polished glass filled the dimly lit bar. The actual tension between us began to settle as the low conversations faded into the background and the hum of gentle jazz curled through the air.Dante was seated across from me, slowly and methodically rolling the dark bourbon in his glass. Every movement he made was a silent command, and his sleeves were rolled up, revealing the ink on his forearms.He had hardly said anything.He did not have to, though.Because he looked at me all the time.I could tell he was waiting by that knowing, dark look.Holding out for me to snap.I forced myself to ignore the way my pulse jumped when his eyes flickered down to my mouth as I slowly exhaled and tipped my own drink to my lips.I whispered, "You have been staring for five minutes." "What? Have nothing better to do?Dante grinned. "You tell me."His tone was low and playful, like a silk-wrapped challenge.With a
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-15Way Out: Owned by the Mafia Boss The Truth Between Us
The Next Morning: No Way OutIt was warm when I woke up.The kind that came from something more hazardous than sunlight or blankets.Someone.Dante.I opened my eyes, gasping for air. He remained there.He was lying beside me, his arm still slung over my waist as if he would never let go, his bare chest rising and falling in the gloomy morning light.What is the worst?I wished he wouldn't.With the pain still pulsing through my body, I forced myself to swallow while attempting to ignore the heat that still existed between us.It happened last night.I allowed it to occur.And now?I was fucked now.since it involved more than just sex.It wasn't.Dante shifted next to me, his fingers grazing my hip absently as he exhaled slowly.I stiffened.His eyes remained closed as his lips formed a smirk. "You are conscious."I did not respond.because I did not believe in myself.Dante hummed in a deep, contented voice. "Are you planning to go for a run, or are you always this quiet in the morn
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-17Way Out: Owned by the Mafia Boss Losing the Fight
Luca's Flight: The Deception of DistanceI promised myself that I would never return.Last night did not mean anything, I told myself.that I would not make the same mistake twice with Dante.But my mind would not fucking stop talking as I sat by myself in my apartment, still holding the glass of whiskey.I was still sensing him.I felt his body's warmth against mine. He seemed to be memorizing me based on the slow, knowing way his hands had mapped me out.As if he anticipated my return.Fuck.I had to get my thoughts straight.I told myself that I was only going for a drive as I picked up my jacket and left.However, I was parked outside Dante's penthouse half an hour later.I also detested how simple it was.I detested the fact that he had me tethered to his finger.I gripped the steering wheel and inhaled deeply.I could go back.I should go back.Then—My phone lit up with a text.Dante: You took too long.My stomach grew constricted.I did not respond.I just stepped out of the v
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-17Way Out: Owned by the Mafia Boss Possession
The Following Morning: A Perilous DiscoveryI ought to have gone.I should have moved away from him, changed into my clothes, and walked the fuck out as soon as my eyes opened.However, I didn't.since Dante was still present.still at my side.still clinging to me as though I were his property.What is the worst?I gave him permission.His body was warm against mine, his breathing even and slow, his arm resting languidly over my waist.My mind was yelling at me to get up, so I swallowed hard and stared at the ceiling.to rise. to act as though nothing had changed since last night.However, it had.And I had no idea how to handle that.I took a deep breath, moving a little—Dante's hold became more firm.Even though his voice was rough from sleep, he was still very arrogant."You remain here."I tensed up. "Stop talking."Dante's lips touched my shoulder as he laughed.Fuck."I am not disputing it," he whispered.I tightened my jaw. "Do not begin."His fingers moved slowly, deliberate
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-17Way Out: Owned by the Mafia Boss No One Touches What’s Mine
The Club: An Open ProclamationThe club was full.Bass is loud. dim illumination. The air curled with the smell of cigarette smoke and pricey liquor.This club was not your typical one. Dante owned this.And this evening? Something was different.Because Dante was not going to hide it tonight.He walked next to me, his firm but gentle hand hovering at the small of my back as he led me through the crowd. possessive.His men noticed.Matteo smirked, as if he had been waiting for this, but he raised an eyebrow.None of the other guys questioned it.Dante Valenci went unquestioned.And what was his, no one would dare touch.Fuck.I let out a sharp breath, sensing the weight of their gazes and the unsaid information weighing down on me.They were aware.They were all fucking aware.Dante also desired that they do so.An Opponent's Error: Assessing Dante's PossessivenessDante took me to the VIP lounge, where the most dangerous men in the city congregated around crystal glasses and leather
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