Captive Of My Mafia Crush นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Like he had been starving for me, and I was the only thing that could sate his hunger. And that was the problem. I wasn’t supposed to feel that. He was my captor, damn it. A mafia lord. The kind of man you ran from, not towards. Yet here I was, still tasting him, still replaying the feel of his mouth, the weight of his body, the way he had looked at me after.

I had walked right into the lion's den, and I needed to be ready for a bloodbath indeed. “Is that understood?” Sniff. “Answer me.” He growled, tightening his grip on my jaw. “Yes,” I forced a smile, “I understand. What were you saying about me being your American girlfriend from the Coyote Mafia?” He scoffed, taking my hand now. “The real game is only just beginning, and you're already flopping?” “You should have said all this in the car instead of trying to play the hot, sexy mafia Capo you’re not,” I replied through gritted teeth.

"We are not even officially dating yet, so you cannot break up with me. You are just having a bad morning, and you are taking your completely unjustified anger out on me." "I am not having a bad morning at all, because I finally see exactly who you are," I replied smoothly, gripping the thick straps of my canvas backpack to keep my hands from shaking. "You are a cruel, manipulative person, and I will never allow you to do what you want with me ever again." Caleb reached out and tried to grab my wrist, but I quickly stepped backward to avoid his touch. "You are making a massive mistake," he growled, dropping all pretenses of his fake affection and revealing his true, nasty temper.

"Let go of me! Help—!" Before the scream could fully leave my throat, the man lunged forward, throwing his heavy weight over my torso. A rough, calloused palm slammed brutally over my mouth, suffocating my cries. "I said shut up!" he snarled, his eyes wild as he pinned my wrists above my head. "You think you're safe here? You're just a captive whore. Someone paid me a lot of money to make sure the Capo’s favorite toy gets broken tonight. He won't want you when I'm done."

Adrian Romano was the definition of everything I should have been avoiding. He’d kidnapped me… Was holding me hostage. Framing me for a murder I didn’t fucking commit. Blackmailing me if I didn’t cooperate with him. And the icing on the fucking cake… Was that he was the Capo of the Italian fucking Mafia. But I couldn’t deny the way that he made me feel. As he kissed me, I felt fireworks. I felt the sparks I’d been yearning for, for so long. With all of my previous boyfriends…

“I'll pay off my father's debt. I-I'll work… as much as I have too just please, let me go” He suddenly dropped the ice pack on the bed next to me as he grabbed my face between his thumb and index finger. “I don't think you understand the situation you're in… Olivia. You've been sold to a ruthless mafia King and you really think begging will change anything?” I felt a tear betray me as it ran down my cheek. “You are mine now, to use as I please.” He brought his head to the crook of my neck, getting a good whiff of me.

“I have no business with a confused gender.” My breath hitched, but I forced myself forward, rage hardening my voice. “At least I’m not wasting my time manipulating people.” His boots thudded against the floor as he closed the distance, towering over me. His fingers caught my chin in a brutal grip, tilting my head up. His breath fanned against my lips as he hissed, “Don’t play mafia games here, little girl.” I smirked, even though my chest was pounding. “You let Bianca play the game, and you think I can’t?”

Then he looked at me with an expressionless face, the heat in his eyes suddenly gone, replaced with a harsh coldness. And then the reality came crashing down with full force. I got carried away by the pleasure and intense desire, forgetting exactly who he was. Scar. The mafia don. And I was just his mere captive who he was eventually going to kill. Or like he usually reminded me, who he wasn’t going to kill until he had his way with me. And I just let him. A shaky exhale left my lips as I wished I could pull my dress down and cover myself from his eyes.

"No way out. You're the mafia bride that trapped in his love." ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

Estevan quickly carried her like a bride and ran her to the car. "Should we make a baby too?" Gabe whispered to Larisa. "Why not?" Larisa said seductively before kissing Gabe again. "You really know how to captivate me," Gabe uttered before pulling her closer to him. That is the story of how Larisa Castellan captivated the Mafia Boss. Sometimes, what we planned is not happening. But what we didn't plan is what's happening. And sometimes, we just have to go with what our fate is before the best things happen.