All Chapters of Slave To The Mafia Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Rayna~ My father’s words rang like a death sentence. Get married to Alpha William. I stared at him, at the cool detachment in his face, and then at the older man standing beside him like he’d already won the prize. My prize. Me. “You can’t be serious,” I whispered, but Father didn’t even spare me a second glance. “Yes, darling,” he said, smooth as silk, cruel as glass. “It’s already been discussed.” I couldn’t breathe. My throat closed. Around us I could hear the others whispering, I had gone from the rejected wife and thought this would be my new start. William stepped forward, bowing his head politely as though that would soften the insult. “It will be a good match,” he said, his voice deep, almost paternal. “You’ll be safe with me.” Safe. My skin crawled. Ralph took a step closer to me, fury carved into every line of his face. “Father, she’s not livestock to be bartered.” “Stay out of this,” Father snapped, his voice booming across the hall. “This is not your

Rayna ~ Everything the man had been saying blurred into static the second his green eyes locked on me. They weren’t just green, they sparkled, alive with some dangerous amusement, like he already knew what I’d do before I even thought of it. My breath caught, my thighs clenched, and Goddess help me—what the hell was wrong with me? “Did you hear me?” His voice sliced through the fog in my skull. Gravel and silk, too close. I blinked twice, trying to ground myself. “I didn’t quite catch that.” A deep laugh rumbled through his chest, a sound that seemed to vibrate through the walls. A low laugh rose in his chest. He straightened, towering over me, and suddenly the room felt much smaller. He was huge, shoulders that could take a man’s weight, a frame that made me want to look away and stare at the same time. Goddess help me, there was a stupid, traitorous part of me that wondered if his jeans fit as well as they looked and I wanted to grab his ass cheeks just to feel how soft

Rayna~ He opened the door to a large room, and weirdly enough I was utterly disappointed. I expected a room with chains, or maybe even a dungeon. “You don’t seem excited to be in your—well our room.” “‘Our’ room?” I arched a brow. “Lovely. You kidnapping me comes with being your roommate?” My voice was dripping with skepticism—and maybe just a hint of fear. “It is not particularly my fault that you made it dramatic, pulling me in here and being all secretive. I expected something sinister.” He chuckled, low and amused, stepping inside and letting the door swing shut behind us. “Sinister? Like chains? Princess, that’s so… mundane. I never thought you'd be so interested in getting kinky with me.” His green eyes glinted, dangerous and unhinged. “Not to worry, everything in here is for you… or for me, when I choose to use you.” I swallowed hard, the room’s plush interior doing nothing to soothe the pit in my stomach. “So… this is where you bring all your women?” He tilted his h

Sven I paced around my office, the memory of the bathroom replaying in my head like a fucking curse. What the hell had I been thinking giving into her taunts? Taking her into that room had been reckless, too fucking reckless. “Tell me,” Vuk rumbled in my head, his tone feral. “when you spanked her and your fingers touched her wetness, did she taste good?” I didn't try to lie, she did and that was the fucking problem. Three days in the pack and only one day conscious and already I was losing control. She was so tempting, the way she responded to each spank, trembling while shooting her ass up for more. Goddess I need to figure out how to get her to sign the damned contract before the next full moon. But that wasn't the real issue, that wasn't the reason why I ran off the room and not fucked her. Rayna was in heat, which shouldn't be. She was wolfless, and now an omega. They didn't have heat cycles, they couldn't conceive but she was showing all the signs of heat. He