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She's gracious and kind, and even though she's cunning and witty, she shouldn't be part of the world where he is. The mafia world is not the world for her. Furrowing his brow, George finally found his voice, his tone heavy with concern. "Liam, I... I don't know what to say. Yes, I think... I think I am in love with her." He leaned back, feeling conflicted by the emotion inside him. He couldn't bear to see her be part of the world where he is, but he also doesn't want to be part of her. "But I'm worried, Liam. Worried that she'll get caught up in this... this dirty world that I'm a part of. I can't bear the thought of her being tainted by it all."

"Your reckless ambition blinds you to the realities of this world. Talent alone is not enough to carve out a place in this cutthroat landscape. Do you really think it is easy to build and handle an information center? With our capabilities and arrogance, you are not worthy of keeping information." Each syllable dripped with condemnation as Scorpio tore into the mafia boss's facade of confidence. She really wanted to crash him to death, but it would be against her principle. No matter what this foolish man did, it did not threaten her life. Thus, she needed not to kill him. "Your arrogance is a facade, a flimsy shield against the harsh realities of our world," she admonished. "You may hold sw

So, she could tell Jacob about it. “Compensation? There’s one thing I want.” “Okay. Name it.” “I want you to marry me.” “It’s impossible! I’m already married.” “You can divorce him. Don’t you know who he is?” She looked at him. “I know who he is.” “I bet you don’t know that he’s a mafia syndicate leader in our country,” he said calmly. “I know about it. In fact, you are the same.” “What?” His startled voice made her angry. “I know you are a mafia syndicate leader too. Don’t deny it!”

“You’re almost there. Then I’ll give you what you want. Can you already feel me inside? I can. I’ll try to be gentle, but I can’t guarantee anything once I fight the tight clasp of your asshole around my cock. You make me fucking crazy.” I jolt in surprise at his admission. He’s always been either completely indifferent around me or using my body to get his own pleasure. The idea that someone like me could drive this man, this monster, to distraction leaves me full of pride. This must be how Stockholm syndrome starts. But it can’t be; I’m not unreasonably convinced he’s a good, perfect man. Nicolo is nothing more than a monster. I guess I’m just the type of girl who needs a monster to make h

Not the way I’d need him to. He’ll give me children and lock me into the Cosa Nostra until death. Then he’ll take mistresses while I rot in silence. That’s how the mafia is—brutal, unfair, unrelenting. The chill bites through my thin sweater and old shorts, slippers slapping against the cracked sidewalk as I move. My hands shake so hard I nearly drop my phone, but I manage to unlock it and dial. Ruby picks up on the third ring, voice groggy. “Hello?”

He asked me quietly and I nodded. What I really wanted was for him to tear open my dress and take me up against the wall but no. I was better than my husband. At least I thought. “Get away from me Moretti” “Cassian” what? “Call me Cassian” he repeated. “How about I call you nothing!” I said angrily before turning around and walking back to my room. He didn’t follow but I could feel his eyes on me. I need to leave here before I give in to the desires in my head again. Cassian freaking Moretti was a danger to my body.

The mafia guy glares at me like he wants to rip my throat out, and the hacker is back to digging into her laptop, probably tracking whoever else has been messing with her life. But me? I’m watching her. Alissia is dangerous in her own way, whether she realizes it or not. And the more she drags us all into her orbit, the closer she’s playing with fire. And that makes her even more irresistible. “You know, you can leave, right? The two of us have it covered. She doesn’t need a third guy,” the mafia guy glares at me, voice low and menacing. Blake chuckles softly from the laptop, clearly enjoying the tension.

Thank you to everyone who has read it. I'm glad so many of you have enjoyed the story. Book two in the Mafia series begins after this point. Sick For Them It is a dark mafia romance. It is not the typical BXG and is MMMF romance. This story is one in which she is kidnapped, and the mafia saves her, and falls in love with her.

I stared at the book written in Bold black and white font with the title: A New Pet for the Mafia King By Author Liy Lah. I frowned, my fingers tracing over the letters as my mind turned over the words. Why the hell did Damien have this? Of all the books and genres to have, this was the last I expected to find in his meticulously arranged library. A mafia romance? Really? I flipped it open, scanning the first few quotes lines beginning each chapter. "She was nothing but a lost soul when he found her. Her caged soul was too desperate for freedom but too tangled in the chains he had placed around her.

But Mikhail didn’t look away from her. “You know my name now,” she whispered. He tilted his head. “I knew it the first night you walked in.” Her eyes widened. “What?” “Isabella Moretti,” he said. His voice dropped lower and rougher. “Daughter of Carlo Moretti. The girl who ran from the Rossi wedding. The girl whose father sold her to pay his debts.” She felt the floor tilt under her feet and he stepped even closer. His body blocked the whole doorway now. “You walked into my casino. You took my job. You looked me in the eye when everyone else looked away. And now you saw what I do to people who betray me.”