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My irritation grew as he chuckled softly. He took another step closer. Now there was barely space between us. “Then tell me how it works.” “You’re the mafia king,” I said quietly. “You order people around.” “And you obey?” “No.” “Yet you're standing here, right in front of me.” His gaze was intense, making my heart race. “Because I want answers.” “And if I don’t give them?” “Then I’ll find them myself.” A slow smile appeared on his face. “Dangerous promise.”

Shank" on the street. Nasty, batshit crazy piece of work. Deals on both sides of the border and don't mind killing anyone who gets in his way. Apparently, your girl tried to steal his car several years ago. That pretty face is what saved her life. Don't think she knows the half of what he's capable of or she would not have stayed in touch with him." Soloman grunted his acknowledgment, fury and stone-cold fear rushing through his veins. It was that pretty face and blas?? attitude that was going to get her fucked up by the psycho that was bold enough to cross a known mafia kingpin. A man that no one dared to fuck with. For good reason. Soloman Hart did business with brutal efficiency. "Where i

“I love my brother, but he’s an asshole and a man-whore. You should be lucky when you fall pregnant because then you can reject his advances and let him go to his whorehouses-” “What?!” I exclaim, my heart leaping into my throat. “He… he would do that even if he’s married to me?” Her brows furrow together, and she genuinely looks confused. “All mafia men do that, Lucia. It’s a staple in our world where they get to fuck around while we remain home raising kids. My mother used to say at least they come home to you, but what exactly are they bringing home after fucking other women?” She scoffs. “We’re only there to be their arm candy, there to make them look good and bear their children. The so

"No! How can I just climb on your back? Moreover, there's an injury on your arm." JK yells, "Just shut up and do as I say!" "No, I won't! Why are you showing me mercy now?" "I have never seen a stubborn girl like you." Grabbing her hand forcefully, he makes her lean on his back. "This man, seriously! How long are you going to force me? Will you ever let me live peacefully? When will you stop all this?" "When you love me more than I do." "I'll never fall for you." "You won't have to do it, baby. It will happen automatically. Just wait and see." "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Walk as soon as possible; I'm so hungry." "It's high time to learn how to control your hunger." "Yah, I've never seen a stupid

Anna said, her voice steady but wary, walking past James toward her bed. “Yes, I can,” James replied. “So how are you going to do that?” Anna asked, narrowing her eyes. “I would need your help to do it,” “How?” Anna asked, her voice firm. “You trust me, right?” James asked, looking at Anna intently. “No, I don’t. But I need to get out of here,” Anna admitted. “Okay, fair enough,” James said, nodding. James took a deep breath before continuing. “You know Vincenzo Romano is a Mafia don involved in serious criminal activities.”

"Then why is your pulse racing? Why are your nipples hard against your shirt? Why can I smell how wet you are right now?" I gasped, scandalized yet turned on beyond belief. "You're disgusting." "Maybe," he agreed, pulling back to look me in the eye. "But I'm also right. Your body knows who it belongs to, even if you're too stubborn to admit it." Part of me knew I was playing with fire. Dante wasn't just any man – he was the heir to a mafia empire, the leader of a motorcycle club, and apparently, intensely possessive of things he considered his.

POV: ANASTASIA VOLKOV Killian Blackwood's words drove directly into my chest like a rusted silver dagger, provoking a sharp pain that tried to make me step back. However, I did not yield a single millimeter. I was not a weak female from the southern packs who bowed before the roar of a mafia Alpha. I had heard the stories about the Hybrid, the fearsome Alpha and mafia CEO who ruled the north with an iron hand and a coldness that terrified the Alphas of neighboring packs.

"And books. Do you have books that are not about finance or territory management or whatever it is you people read." "You people," I repeated. "Crime lords." He said it without blinking. "Mafia. Whatever the correct term is." Nikolai made a sound from behind his newsspaper that was close enough to a laugh that both Ace and I looked at him. He did not lower the paper. "There is a library off the main corridor. Mixed collection. Help yourself." Ace nodded. "What else can I ask for." "What else do you want." "My own key to my room."

he exhaled a plume of smoke in her face causing Lillian to choke. “I don't have the time to go back and forth with you. I will let your people go but I own you now.” Alex said. Lillian felt a little bit of relief until Alex moved his index finger from her neck down to her chest causing her to fix her eyes on him. Alex tilted his head, studying Lillian like a predator sizing up prey, “You are going to be my pawn,” he said. Lillian's heart skipped. His words fell heavy. She had spend her life arranging roses in her father’s shop, not living in the underworld of a mafia kind.

“If…If today’s any indication, I’m not scared of a little heat. The question is… are you?” Romero gave a sharp laugh, a delicious sound that did weird things to her nipples. “I’m a mafia lord. I have a garden of body parts. I’m not scared of anything.” His hand strayed from her face around to the back of her head. Anateya sighed, leaning into his touch as his fingers delved into her hair. She’d sell her soul to this devil to have him take her, right here on the hood of his car. Romero’s conflicted expression faded, replaced by something that made blood rush to her cheeks. His stare bore into her as if he was peeling back her layers to see inside. The next moment, his lips crashed to hers.