Lahat ng Kabanata ng OWNED BY THE MAFIA: HIS OBSESSION & HIS DOWNFALL : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

DANTE I had been watching her since I walked into a club with my cousins for a drink, she was attention grabbing. My cousins couldn't take their eyes off her, they had been talking about a little spitfire working in a club downtown after visiting it once. All the men around me couldn't stop gushing about how big her ass was or how good she would feel against them, I didn't care until I saw her. She had caught my attention the moment I stepped into the club though I tried not to show it. I had a feeling that I'd seen her somewhere but I ignored it. We left the club early and I sent my cousins home, though they hesitated before finally leaving. I wanted to be alone for a moment to think of a way to get out of the ridiculous engagement my dead grandfather signed in my name. I wasn't going to get married to a spoilt brat and I was definitely not getting married to a fucking Lombardi. Though I couldn't just break off the deal he made with them, I was going to find a way to en

DANTE I ran a bloodied hand through my dark hair as I watched her glare at me. She was the first person that had ever glared at me so openly. If I didn't find her amusing I would have plucked out her beautiful violet eyes and kept it as a trophy. "What's your name?" I asked, ignoring the sharp pain I was feeling from the wound on my stomach. She scoffed, her head turning away from me as she walked into her room and dropped her cat on her bed. Pussy...who fucking names their cat Pussy? I followed behind her, stopping just inches away from her. She turned towards me and bumped into my chest, her soft round boobs pressing against my chest. She was so small yet so full. Her red bouncy hair that glistened under the light, her plump lips that always had something to say back, her soft round cheeks that I hadn't touched but was so sure it was soft. Her round boobs that looked so heavy on her chest, with her cleavage peeking out of her tiny crop top. The small mole just below

LYRA Well, it’s not like I ever slept with him. He had plenty of other women to keep him satisfied, since he liked to say I was 'always too dry.' I decided to let them be and attend to other customers after a little while. His bimbo was already starting to get red in the face just by staring at me. Chuckling, I served them their drinks at their table and whispered to her, "Relax, he's all yours" then I made my way back to the counter. "I guess he still hasn't changed his ways." Sandra snorted and I scoffed. "Someone like him can never change, he's got pussy for a brain," I grumbled and we both laughed. The next few hours were going peaceful and normal but I couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. I turned towards the dark corner Sandra had pointed to before and I noticed the figure still sitting there. I felt uneasy, my phone hadn't rung the whole day which made me feel even more suspicious. I had ignored my dad's orders to go back home today and it was almost midnight bu

DANTE *Few hours ago in Mr Lombardi's office* "You didn't tell me you have two daughters." I said coldly as I sat on a leather chair in Mr Lombardi's office. He paused for a few seconds, before staring straight at me. "How did you know?" He asked with a slight frown but I didn't give a fuck. I smirked, but it didn't reach my eyes. "I have my ways." "Well...having two daughters doesn't change anything, you're still going to get married to Iris in two months." He waved his hands like it doesn't mean anything. "Iris isn't the first daughter," I paused, tapping my fingers on the Indian rosewood table in front of me. "I was promised the first daughter." I continued calmly but he knew better than to believe my calm facade. "She doesn't know anything about the contract, she's useless to you." He stated and I scoffed. "I didn't ask if she was useful or not," the tension in the room was now so thick that it could be sliced by a knife. "I marry the older child, and that's fina

LYRAAs I sat in my father's office, I wondered about what he was going to say to me. In front of me was a huge expensive looking desk with files on it.My father sat on his leather chair, his gaze burrowing a hole through my skull.There was an awkward air around us but I didn't care. It was expected because we hadn't seen each other in ages.He cleared his throat, finally breaking the decades of silence."There will be a dinner party here for your sister's engagement in two days time and it's important that you attend as you will be meeting your fiance there." He said without a hint of warmth.My brows furrowed into a frown, my 'fiance?'I chuckled, amusement dancing in my eyes. "My fiance?" I asked to be sure I heard right."Yes." He replied, then he continued after a small pause, "Your engagement will take place next month."I scoffed, my grip tightening around the hem of my dress. "So this was why you asked me to come." I said calmly, my chest clenching in whatever emotions I was