LOGINWarning!! This book is Dark. Depraved. Addictive. When You Make A Deal With The Mafia pushes boundaries with unapologetically erotic content. Expect dangerous power plays, brutal passion, and kinks like—BDSM, degradation, rough encounters, and raw, unfiltered desire. Enter only if you crave the thrill of surrendering to the dark She was sold to the mafia to pay off her father’s debt. Now she’s undercover in a criminal empire and falling for the man she was supposed to hate. Adriana never asked to marry Matteo De Luca, the ruthless Don of the Diavoli, feared across New York. But when her father’s gambling debt lands her on the auction block, Matteo makes a chilling offer: The debts are gone, in exchange for her hand in marriage. What she doesn’t know is that Matteo has been watching her for years and he’s not just after revenge against his estranged father, the Don of the rival Colombo family. He wants Adriana’s body, mind, and loyalty. When Adriana uncovers that Matteo’s father is trafficking women under the cover of his drug empire, she makes a dangerous choice: go undercover to take him down. But the deeper she falls into the world of blood and betrayal, the harder it is to tell where the lines blur between duty and desire. As war breaks out between the families, Adriana must decide: Is Matteo the monster she always feared or the only man who can save her from the hell she’s in?
View MoreMatteo One week later Adriana was punching the bag with her full might, her fists connecting with brutal force. Since we arrived in Miami, training had been on hold, but she wanted to use the remaining weeks we had before heading back to New York. She needed this, needed the outlet for everything she was feeling.She punched the bag harder, her teeth clenched so tight I thought she might crack a molar. Sweat dripped down her face, and her hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail. Her muscles flexed with each hit, and I couldn't look away. She looked beautiful despite the rage burning inside her.Another punch landed, and the bag swung violently. She didn't stop, kept going like she was trying to beat the fear out of herself. Her knuckles were already red, and I knew they'd bruise, but she didn't care. It was Sunday evening, the day I was meant to race Gabriel. If I won, I would get his full support in the war, his men and resources and connections. If I lost, I had to leave him alo
Adriana Matteo loomed behind me, his presence commanding, his body a solid wall of muscle and heat. His hands rested on my hips, his touch steady, as if he thought I was going to break. "I'm going to be safe Princess," he whispered, his voice a low rumble against my ear, his lips trailing kisses along my neck and shoulders. His words were soft, a reassurance I didn't realise I needed until they were spoken. My body trembled, not just from the chill of the glass, but from the anticipation of what was to come.I turned to face him, my movements slow, deliberate, as if every muscle in my body was awakening to his presence. Our mouths crashed together in a kiss that was both hungry and tender, we had both needed each other needed this. We devoured each other, the desperation of it all obvious in every touch, every breath. Matteo's hands roamed over my body, cupping my breasts, his thumbs brushing over my nipples, already tight and aching. His touch was softer now, patient, as if he wa
Adriana Matteo was tense in the driver's seat, his muscles looking like they'd explode with how hard he gripped the steering wheel. I sat in the passenger seat watching his knuckles turn white, the veins in his forearms standing out against his skin. His jaw was set and his eyes were fixed on the road ahead like he was trying to burn a hole through the windshield.I wanted to speak, needed to say something but the words wouldn't come. My throat felt tight and my chest ached with the weight of what I'd just heard. Matteo wouldn't want to race, right? Not after I lost him for weeks to that car race accident his dad set up. He wouldn't risk his life again and leave me alone, not after everything we'd been through. He couldn't be that reckless, that stupid.But the silence in the car told me everything I needed to know. He was thinking about it, considering Gabriel's challenge seriously. I could see it in the way he held himself, the tension radiating off him in waves. My hands trembled
AdrianaI stood in the water with Kiara, the waves lapping at our knees as Sofia splashed further down the shore. The sun was warm on my shoulders and the ocean breeze felt good against my skin. I could see Matteo and Gabriel in the distance, deep in conversation under the canopy."So," Kiara said, turning to me with a smile. "Have you been enjoying the mafia life?"I hesitated, choosing my words carefully. "I was scared to meet another mafia family if I'm being honest. I didn't know what to expect." I paused and looked at her. "But you and Gabriel aren't what I thought you'd be. You're not traditional and you're both really nice."Kiara laughed, the sound light and genuine. "We're definitely not traditional.""I'm still scared though," I admitted. "Meeting the other families, I don't know if they'll accept me or judge me."Kiara's expression softened with understanding. "I get it. Trust me, I do. Mafia families can be brutal with their judgments." She looked out at the water, her voi
Matteo I led Adriana toward the back of the club and the door opened before we reached it. Gabriel stepped out and his face lit up the second he saw me. He was dressed in his usual style with a white linen shirt unbuttoned at the collar and gold chains around his neck. His smile was wide and genu
AdrianaI followed Matteo downstairs through the hostel lobby, and the Miami heat wrapped around us the second we stepped outside. The valet brought a black Mercedes around, and Matteo opened my door before getting behind the wheel. We pulled onto Ocean Drive, and the city stretched out in front o
AdrianaMatteo’s tongue thrust deep inside me, curling fiercely yet soothingly, as if he were claiming me from the inside out. I moaned, my head tipping back, my fingers tangling in his hair, urging him closer. His hands gripped my ass, kneading the plump curves, spreading me even wider, exposing m
MatteoThe suite unfolded before us. The first thing you noticed wasn’t the space. It was the light. Evening had settled over Miami, the sun bleeding its last fire into the horizon, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the entire skyline glowed. And right in the middle of the living room, a p


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