Action Mafia のウェブ小説 & Affair ストーリー

Is Rosarie Darling my type? No! Is she from some wealthy family? Fuck no! Is she the kind of woman I usually fuck? Hell no. Too mouthy. Too stubborn. Too fucking dangerous. But that brunette hair? That body? My eyes don’t seem to give a fuck about my preferences. Is she sweet or a darling as her surname suggests? No fucking chance! Is she soft-spoken and well-behaved? Hell fucking no! Is she the kind of woman who knows when to shut her mouth? Not when it comes to pissing me the fuck off! Is she quiet? That smart mouth doesn’t take a hint, no. Is she obedient? Fuck that. She’d probably argue with a loaded gun pointed at her head. Is she even available within the syndicate? No, she’s promised to my cousin, Angelo. Is she even worth the fucking hassle? No! But do I give a flying fuck? Not a single fucking one! The first time I saw Rosarie Darling, she was in my room, bent over my bed, humming like she fucking belonged there. She didn’t know that entering my room was forbidden. But I knew one thing. I wanted her. And once Kyliano Russo wants something, nobody gets to tell him no. Not even Angelo. Especially not Angelo. Because even when she's not exactly mine, She's fucking MINE!

She was placed in his world to kill him. Three years later, she still hasn't. Instead she has been quietly dismantling every threat moving against Dominic from the inside no orders, no credit, no explanation while playing the fragile woman he thinks he rescued. Now the syndicate is done waiting. A second operative has been sent to finish the job, and Lena knows the truth she isn't just a protector anymore. She's a loose end. Saving Dominic means burning her cover. Burning her cover means showing him everything every lie, every performance, every moment of vulnerability she manufactured. Except somewhere between the mission and the man, some of it stopped being manufactured. And she can't tell the difference anymore.

“You were always meant to be mine, Calista. Blood, vows, or mafia codes be damned.” She was his stepsister—the one line Don Rheyes Donati was never supposed to cross. But on the eve of his arranged mafia wedding, all their years of buried desire exploded. One forbidden night was all it took to tear their worlds apart. By dawn, Calista was nowhere to be found, leaving Rheyes with a ruined engagement, a broken alliance, and a mind driven wild. For three years, the ruthless Don tore the globe apart searching for her, consumed by his dark obsession. But then, without warning, Calista steps back into the Donati compound, carrying a past that didn't belong to the innocent girl he once tried to protect. Rheyes thinks she returned to surrender, but she returned with a hidden agenda that could destroy Cosa Nostra from the inside out. Because anywhere Death’s Blade visits, heads must fall... and she has already marked her first target.