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I wondered if Elena was dead already but the only person I wanted to see die was Romeo. But he let him go. "I will kill him." Rodion's voice caught me snapping at him. His eyes were on me. "Romeo," he silently spoke then puffed his cigar. "I will kill him for touching you." Like he would. Like I would forget about his words, that he was a Lazza and a Lazza was to be protected. Like I would even erase his words from my brain. He had done a lot to me and those words did not mean anything or I would even forget a thing he did to me. I knew he never lied, he always kept his words, but Romeo was a Lazza, I was sure he would never do that, and even if he did, I will never forgive him, or anyone fr

He said, flipping me to his side swiftly, my wide eyes immediately fell on him, he looked drunk on lust, his hands were running sinfully over my naked body, Although it was our second time I was still getting shy under his gaze, they were like the darker shade of his iris, holding need, craving for my body, longing for sex and most importantly, sin in his eyes. He didn’t look like the person I knew as him, it was a different soul in the same body.

Romeo lets out his canines, bites Julius, and drinks his blood. Contrary to what Julius expected, he only feels the bite. Romeo sucking his blood from him made him shudder with pleasure, almost making him come again. When Romeo stops, Julius's skin is already reacting, and where before there were two holes, now there is an infinity symbol, which was inside a moon, and under the moon, the flowery letters: “R&J”

My chair creaked and Romeo shot me a look without turning his head. Not now. ** It was already past midnight when Romeo entered my room without knocking. I was standing before the fireplace. The fire had diminished, now only glowing embers and trembling tongues of flame casting long shadows across the walls. The room smelled of smoke and brandy, the glass still in his hand, half full, untouched for too long. My shirt was open, my chest still rising and falling with everything I had not said at dinner, everything I had swallowed instead. I could not see Romeo’s face clearly in the dark, but I could feel him watching me.

“Romeo, you’re next.” Romeo shrugged and reached for the dice. He rolled them with very little ceremony. The dice landed. Darling grabbed the corresponding card again. She read it, then slowly raised her eyebrows. “Ooooh,” she murmured. Romeo already looked suspicious. “What?” She read it aloud. “What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done to someone? And why?” The room went quiet. Romeo didn’t hesitate. He picked up his drink and took a long swallow.

If I manage to escape, I want to be confident that'd I'd be able to have this bastard put behind bars. Again if... His eyes shift, my eyes widening as his eyes turn from a dark blue to a pool of black, red veins trailing along from his pupil to the edge of his eyes. His voice is dark as he commands, "Show me that pretty little neck of yours." My mind is muddled by his words, wanting to protest to his command, but my body betrays me as I incline my head to the side, pulling my dark hair out of the way and giving him a perfect view of my neck.

I pleaded can’t do anything other than moaning loudly, shamelessly now. The corner of his mouth turned up, “Then I will give you what you wanted.” by saying this he pushes in, completely in one go. -------------------- Romeo POV I stared down at her, burying my cock deep inside her, bringing out a beautiful, lovely reaction on her face. For the first time in my life, I wished to give someone pleasure. Romeo Valentino, who didn’t give a fuck about anyone, is eager to give this women underneath him as much pleasure as he had given to any woman.

Chapter 25 Julianna’s Pov:- Who is he? I stared at him with curious eyes while they both were climbing the stairs; this Lorenzo guy is creepy. He gives a serious dominant vibe and looks like a dangerous man. The kind of man people stay away from or don’t mess with. Who is he though? Are Nikolai friends with these kinds of scary people? Of course, he is a Russian mafia don, what do you expect? My subconscious replied. Yeah… “Julia?” Penelope's voice reached my ears,

He truly was the perfect man for her in every way, the one she had wished for in every prayer. * Meanwhile, in that dimly lit private chamber, Luciano shoved his Rosie’s knees wide and stepped between her thighs. Rosa remained leaned back against the table, supporting her weight on her palms, her chest heaving with anticipation as she held his gaze. His expression was completely dark with lust, his eyes reflecting the dangerous hunger of a man who had been starving for ages and had finally found his first meal in decades. His fingers began a slow, agonizing part of her wet folds. Rosa’s breath hitched, her eyes fluttering shut. But when he forced his thick finger into her, she let out a loud

I was about to give the beast within me free rein but before I could do that,I heard arguments at the gate leading to the dungeons. I decided to pay it no mind because no intruder could come into my house. I was the most powerful Don for a reason. I continued on my mission of removing his fingers and listening to his cry of pain. It felt therapeutic. I heard the sound of boots clicking. I turned back to glance at the person who dared to interrupt what I thought of as my therapy session. I looked back only to see the most beautiful sight ever. This sight had no words to describe it. I looked back to see Adrianna,the soon to be Reyna of the Italian Mafia unbeknownst to her, strutting in dresse