All Chapters of Bound To The Mafia King : Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

...ELYSIAThe bass in Club Obsidian was a living thing, crawling under Elysia’s skin and squeezing what was left of her heart.Three hours ago she had walked into her apartment and found her older sister, Valentina, riding her boyfriend like he was a prize she’d stolen fair and square. The sounds they made still echoed louder than the music. Now she was six shots of Patrón past caring, mascara streaked, black dress riding high on thighs that wouldn’t stop shaking. Another tequila burned down her throat. Good. Burn it all.Her heart hammered in her chest. Her eyes burned with anger and rage. She shoved through bodies, vision swimming, until one silhouette sharpened into cruel focus- tall, broad, dressed in a black shirt rolled to the elbows, expensive watch catching the strobe like a warning.He sat alone in the VIP section, legs spread like he owned gravity itself, dark eyes tracking her the way a wolf tracks a bleeding rabbit. Elysia didn’t see the danger. She didn't recognize th

...ELYSIA The phone slipped from my fingers and clattered to the floor like a gunshot. Lisa’s voice cracked through the silence. “What the fuck just happened? Who are those people?”My knees buckled. I couldn’t breathe.That voice on the line, low, amused, lethal, had curled around my name the same way it had curled around my body last night when he was buried deep inside me and I was begging for more.Valente. Adrian Valente. The man every whisper in this city warned you about. The man whose name made grown gangsters piss themselves. The man who had kissed me like he was starving and fucked me like he was punishing the world.And I had run from his bed this morning without even knowing who he was. “Elysia!” Lisa grabbed my shoulders, shaking me. “Talk to me!” I stared at her, terror clawing up my throat. “If that was really him… I’m dead. We’re all dead.”“What are you talking about?”“The man from last night,” I whispered. “The one I… the one who…” I couldn’t finish. “It’s him.