Mafia Temptation Belle Dowson Novels & Stories

I went to work as usual the next morning. When I got home at night, I did not even eat before I logged into the app. Lilith had texted me a while ago. [Come early. I’m still working at Table 8. I’ll wait for you.] She even texted me a kiss emoji. When I got there, I found that the table was livelier. I checked the record. It turned out that a player with a username called Book Lover won nearly 5 million dollars in an hour. I inevitably drew in a cold breath. 5 million dollars! That was enough for me to buy a moderate mansion in Anpearl.

I barely entered the hall room and got to see his pissed off face. " Bella, Where were you for two days and nights? Have you got no shame? Were you perhaps playing with men ,naked in the clubhouse?" Yeah that's how mafia dads talk with their daughters who have been a whore for their whole life. In the world's eyes my dad is respected chairman Austin Diór , a billionaire who loves his daughter blindly.

He said while I make crying face. "But why are you ruining my Sunday.. please leave me and let me go.. I can't do all this and I can't pick this heavy equipments.. please..." I said making a very innocent cute face. Anyone can gets melts seeing my face but here we are talking about mafia king "The Steve Ellison", he can melt seeing his princess but he can't take risk with my health so he simply says me to start workout now without wasting more time. I makes face and starts doing workout. Amy's pov end's.

"It's the right time to opened them now..who should be handling the Temptations?..". "I suggest Serena…that girl has experience In the gambling scene..beside she was quite crafty..and that kind of skill set is best put in the temptations.. ". (Elijah) Serena was from The Maidens, M20 was her code number, she's a fox-kin that falls to slavery after becoming the scapegoat for her previous gambling den boss, she was quite crafty and mischievous but still a nice girl.

“What do you want from me?” She looks at Dias with sultry eyes and an open mouth, her pink tongue darting out to moisten her lips. If she bends slightly forwards to let a gap between the silk of her shirt and her chest, Dias says nothing, rather seizing the opportunity to check the perfect body in front of him. Dias might be used to being the best mafia dog but he is still a dog to Hernandez, a controlled, leashed dog who follows orders. And like any other dog, he lets his dick make the decisions.

The water dripping from the tips of her hair as she frantically tried to push the frizzles that had clung to her face away. Stepping into the bedroom, she came face to face with Diavolo who was seated on her bed with a paper on his hands. He glanced up at her, his eyes taking her in as they sized her up from her legs to her cleavage before resting on her face. "Bellissima." He muttered in an Italian accent that she didn't understand and discarded the magazine before rising up to his feet. Sierra looked away, angry that he had barged into her room without seeking permission first.

Kia must be out of her mind if she accepted a gigolo's offer, even more foolish than when she had chosen to be with Alex! Being betrayed with Tessa had hurt enough, so what would it feel like if she had to accept that her lover was giving sexual pleasure to other women? No, it was completely absurd! Even though, truth be told, the long-haired girl couldn't deny the strange flutter in her chest when a man as handsome and tender as Byan confessed that he liked her and wanted her as his girlfriend. Byan was... every woman's dream man. Besides being handsome and gentle, he was also very perceptive. He could stir Kia’s desires to soar high. He was exceptionally skilled in bed, though that wasn't

“I know that you drugged Benita and made her sign over her accounts to you—- then you went ahead and took out loans in her name as if that wasn’t enough.” Ben froze, the room crackling with rage and disbelief. “Now, pick up my bags and put them back inside. We have a wedding to plan.” Miles away from the drama between Fiona and Ben, Belle sat in a leather armchair in the discreet corner of her study. The soft glow of a desk lamp illuminated her face as she listened to the investigator’s report. “I want to know everything about Fiona… I want everything that could ruin her and, by extension, Ben.” Belle’s lips curled in a slow, calculating smile. “It’s time someone reminded Ben Dawson who real

I counter, staring straight out the windshield. The familiar upscale neighborhood is where one of the worst crime families in the world hides out. They pretend to stay beneath the radar, but everyone knows the darkness that circles them. There is no hiding evil. It’s best to wear it like a badge of honor. Soo doesn’t comment on what I look like, so we lapse into silence. The side-gate for a large mansion stretches out in front of us. Two figures dressed in black, one carrying a small form over their shoulder, rush down the driveway. The prospect of getting revenge gives me an all-new excitement; not even the thrill of murdering my enemies gives me this kind of high.

I let out a groan, almost slamming my head against a wall. But I didn't miss the look in his eyes, I wasn't the only one who felt this way. I could tell that the subtle searching I was doing quite obviously wouldn't work. I needed information strong enough to bring the mafia king to his knees along with his entire empire. And the only way I could get such information was from him himself. I needed to seduce him and make him fall for me. Or at least trust me enough to give me the information I wanted. My gaze fell on the mirror and I slowly pushed my robe to aside.