A Deadly Affair Book Novels & Stories

“Lucky you. My husband will throw a fit if he sees me near him but I don’t care. This is an opportunity I am not going to miss.” “At all” So two women in total were talking about sleeping with someone who had to be Moretti. At the thought of that, something dipped in my stomach. Something I didn’t understand but pushed aside. “Speaking of opportunity. My husband told me Romano was able to get his position by killing the previous Don” Not this again. I rolled my eyes upon hearing that. I couldn’t blame them i thought the same thing too but we all knew how sick the previous leader was. And if Stefano did kill him it was out of mercy.

(Isabella’s POV) The days that followed Alessandro’s meeting with Don Gallo were a strange, unsettling blend of profound intimacy and escalating tension. In the quiet sanctuary of our penthouse, we were Alessandro and Isabella, a man and a woman deeply in love, planning a future together. We would talk for hours, late into the night, about our dreams, about a life that felt impossibly far from the bloodshed and power struggles that defined our world. He would hold me, his touch a silent promise of protection, and in those moments, I could almost forget the storm brewing outside our walls.

I cursed under my breath, holding the file tightly in the elevator. I got the money, there's no going back now. I didn't even know how to face him, that story made something in me break, like I walked into a perfect home to ruin it all but... I'm not the villain, Alex Vaughn is the villain and he's the one who cheated. The elevator dinged and I walked hurriedly, just as I reached his door, Agatha was stepping out of his office. She smirked, a low chuckle as she walked by intentionally brushing her arm against mine, I almost tripped in my heels but I gripped the door handle for support.

But as I drifted in a haze of pleasure, the bedroom door suddenly opened. Sarah stood there, no longer smiling. “They’re here,” she said quietly. “The Club. They’ve surrounded the mansion.” The room went deathly silent. Alexander and Lucas tensed. Damien’s eyes turned ice cold. Elias looked ready to kill. Kane stood up, cracking his knuckles. The final war had arrived. And I was at the center of it, naked, covered in cum, and completely claimed by the men I loved.

Killian looked like he’d been through war. He parked in the shadows and turned to me one last time. “Be wise about who you flirt with, Alessia. Lorenzo isn’t just dangerous for you. He’s poison for the whole family. And if you keep pushing me like this… I won’t be able to stay away much longer.” I leaned in and bit his lower lip gently. “Good. I don’t want you to.” I slipped out of the car, legs shaky, and headed inside without looking back. My body burned for him. The jealousy tonight had cracked his walls wider than ever. He could warn me all he wanted about playing with fire, but we were both already burning.

I stiffened against Hunter's chest, a muffled whimper caught in his throat as the finger began to pump rapidly, stretching me. "I always thought you had a nice ass, Serrah," Ralph’s voice growled from right behind my head. I felt a rough hand twirled firmly into my hair, yanking my head back and breaking Hunter’s kiss. My eyes forced open, tears spilling over my cheeks as I felt the heavy weight of a body positioning itself directly behind my elevated hips, his long d*ck rubbing against the outside of my twitching asshole. Holy shit. The realization hit me instantly. They weren't even gonna take turns destroying my p*ssy. I was really about to get taken in both holes at the exact same time.

He called Lucy, then Karen and ask them to meet him at the café. Karen arrived first. “I can’t believe this.” She said sitting down. “Is this a coincidence? Or something else?” “What do you mean?” Craig frowned. “Hal being murdered the day he was supposed to expose us to Adele, it can’t be a coincidence.” “What?” Lucy asked joining them. She was pale and looked scared. “Hal was murdered the day he was to rat us out to Adele, I don’t think it is a coincidence.” Karen repeated. “Did you kill him Craig?”

To cover the company’s financial hole, Nathan resorted to taking out high-interest loans but ended up being hunted by debt collectors and sold to a remote mountainous region in South Ramsey. Amelia immediately abandoned Nathan after the scandal and became the mistress of another tycoon, only to be discovered by the latter’s wife, who brutally beat her, leaving her disabled. Alex, on the other hand, tried to earn money while dodging creditors, eventually working as an escort at a club. Last month, he was hospitalized by a wealthy client and is now bedridden. Sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the city lights, I couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

Her breathing had gone more unstable bringing more fear to my heart. I slowly stepped away from the guards and moved towards her. She looked almost dead. Bringing my hands up to my lips, ‘I did the only thing I could think of’ I cut deep into my flesh and opened her mouth. Squeezing my palm together, I slowly pumped the blood into her lips and watched her slowly sipped it. I smiled happily as color returned to her face and the whitish webs slowly disappeared. I growled angrily at the fact that someone had been using dark magic. Which means, if Mark is the assassin, that means he has an accomplice who is involved in black magic.

His tone became steady enough to show that he knew this woman was dangerous and he couldn't afford to speak to her carelessly anyway. “I just got carried away,” Aaron said quietly. “Tell me.” Camilla grinned widely. “Your precious ex-wife and your grand, darling uncle, Mr. Zaydeen Black, are having a dirty secret affair, Aaron. Do you believe me now?” Aaron’s breath hitched completely, and the phone line went dead still for several seconds. Wait. Zaydeen Black? And Nova Sinclair? An intimate affair together? In what rational world was that even possible? His billionaire uncle was a man of high class, a man of extreme substance. Zaydeen would never have something romantic or intimate with a c