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"I paid you to infiltrate the Donatello Clan," Mario growled, his voice sharp as a blade. "Get close to their Don, Damon. But all you’ve done is fuck him and come back with stories about how big his dick is." He spat on the floor, his eyes burning with disdain as he glared at Rose. Rose smirked, unfazed by his fury. "You paid me to get close, and I did—thanks to my tight pussy," she said, "If you want more information, you'll have to pay extra." Mario’s face darkened, his lips curling into a snarl. "Say one more word about your pussy," he hissed, "and my dick will be the next thing it feels." His brows furrowed, daring her to test him. Mario Manzoni, the ruthless Don who had murdered his own brother to claim power, stood like a coiled serpent, ready to strike. His twisted lips, a result of facial palsy, only heightened his monstrous appearance, making him look like a failed experiment in cruelty. Rose held her tongue, the silence stretching between them. Ever since she'd sta

Anna's POVI watched as my father staggered toward us, a bottle clutched in his trembling hand, his bloodshot eyes locked on my frail mother. His voice slurred with venom, "I'm going to kill you," he spat, taking another swig from the bottle.My chest tightened with a surge of anger. Not tonight. I wouldn’t let him treat her like his punching bag again."Leave my mother alone!" I shouted, my voice trembling but resolute."No, sweetheart, stay out of this," my mother pleaded, her voice weak and trembling as she rose unsteadily from the chair."No, Mom," I said, stepping in front of her, my arms spread wide, shielding her. "I won't let him hurt you. Not anymore."My father’s lips curled into a cruel sneer. "You?" he growled, his words thick with rage. "I'll kill you if you don’t get out of my way."Before I could react, he lunged. The bottle smashed against the side of my head with a sickening crack, the shattering glass echoing through the room like a gun

Anna's POV "Are you the animal that's disturbing the peace of my territory?" Damon asked, folding his arms, his eyebrows furrowed in irritation.The sound of his voice instantly calmed the storm inside me, my fear easing as I realized I wasn’t alone.The man turned away from me, his face twisted in rage as he faced Damon. "I'll leave your territory, Damon, but not before I deal with this ant for daring to interfere in my business."I froze, the insult slicing through me, but Damon only smiled—a cold, lethal smile that sent a shiver down my spine. "Call her a fish again," he said, his voice low and menacing, "and I will cut out your tongue."The man’s eyes narrowed, trying to maintain his bravado. "You might be a Don, but you don’t want trouble with my father. He’s not someone you can mess with, so watch your tongue." I watched as he snarled, jabbing a finger in Damon’s direction.I didn't expect what happened next—it all happened so fast.Damon’s fist connec

Anna's POV"Bonnie, thank you so much for this. I can't imagine how I would've coped without you," I said as we made our way to my mother's ward.The elevator seemed to drag as it climbed to the 25th floor, the tension in my chest tightening with every passing second."You're welcome, Anna," Bonnie replied, her tone warm but laced with seriousness. She took a sip of her coffee and added, "But if I may suggest, I think it's time you started making some power moves."I turned to her, frowning slightly. "Power moves?" My voice came out quieter than I intended, but before she could respond, the elevator dinged, announcing our arrival.The doors slid open, and we stepped into the bustling corridor filled with doctors, nurses, and visitors hurrying past us.I hesitated for a moment, then blurted out the question that had been gnawing at me. "Do you think I should tell my mom about my contract marriage?"Nervousness swirled inside me, tightening my throat as I wait

Anna's POV I was still reeling from what Bonnie had told me at the hospital. To be honest, I couldn’t figure out how I’d made it this far without Damon forcing himself on me. On any normal day, he’s exactly the kind of man women dream about—tall, dangerous, and devastatingly handsome—but nothing about this situation was normal. I sipped my coffee, letting the thought simmer. Somehow, I was getting used to this Mafia world, and I hated it. Bonnie’s words kept echoing in my head—"Make a power move." Should I wait for Damon to make the first move? Or should I take control, like Bonnie suggested? The thought made my stomach churn. I couldn’t deny it anymore—I was starting to like him. Ever since he defended me at the club, there was a part of me that felt... safe around him. That feeling scared me. I was about to take another sip when the faint scent of cologne filled the air. My heart skipped. I knew that scent—clean, crisp, and overpowering. Only one person smelled like that.