The Mafia King Obsession
“Here. Sign this and you can start immediately. If you have anything important at home, bring it here....I’ll provide you with everything. "Clothes, food, whatever you need,” he said, the smirk returning to his face.
She reached for the file hesitantly, her eyes narrowing slightly.
Something felt…off. Too quick. Too intense.
Just as she was about to flip through the pages, her phone rang.
Tring… Tring…
She glanced at Liam. He nodded. “It’s okay.”
She quickly signed the last page without reading.
Inside, her instincts itched. Something didn’t sit right. But she brushed the feeling off. Maybe he was just one of those flirty, arrogant bosses.
“You signed without reading it,” he said in a whisper only she could hear. “Bold.”
“I trust Liam,” she replied.
Vincenzo smiled, not the kind that made people feel safe.
She handed the file back and turned to leave.
Vincenzo stood silently, watching her go. The way her hair swayed. The curve of her waist. That innocent look in her eyes.
As she disappeared around the corner, he exhaled sharply. “Such a girl,” he muttered under his breath. “I never expected someone like her in my life, that face, those lips. Those curves.”
He laughed, low and full of wicked pleasure. “Oh, Vincenzo De Luca. You are one lucky bastard.”
He reached for the contract she had just signed and tapped his fingers on the table, a smirk growing on his face.
“Welcome to my kingdom, once again” he said. “You just sold yourself to the devil.” He ran a finger slowly across her photo again, his smirk spreading. “Such a fucking beauty,” he muttered under his breath. “And she walked right into my trap"