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He glanced at the table where all my blackmail devices lay exposed, before turning his cold gaze back to me. “You think you can use all this… all this bullshit on me? You think your fucked ass can get you the Dunes entity?” He turned slightly, his eyes flicking briefly toward the guards by the couch. “Light my cigar, Roman.” The taller one moved at once, offering a lit cigar. Blake took it without a word, bringing it to his lips and drawing in a slow, controlled drag, his gaze never leaving mine. “Lucien, talking about wasting her… mmmm… her pussy smells good, and… it tastes good too… I think there's something about her worth keeping for now.”

Nina Romano did not sleep. She lay beside Dante Moretti in the quiet apartment, staring at the ceiling as the first gray light of morning filtered through the curtains. His arm was draped over her waist, heavy and warm, grounding in a way she both craved and feared. Every time she closed her eyes, the same thought returned, sharp and relentless. I was placed in his life. The idea crawled under her skin. It made every memory feel suspect. Every laugh. Every argument. Every moment she had believed was chance.

The cool midnight air greeted him with the fragrance of roses. He felt the relief instantly, his anxiety dissipating, blown away by the night breeze, leaving only the scent of roses clinging to him like a permanent lover. For a ruthless mafia like him, who’d taken countless lives in the seedy underbelly of Chicago, he couldn’t understand why he found roses to be so comforting. They were such fragile plants, their petals so delicate, like humans whom he could easily crush with his palms. Still, whatever it was, it always did the trick. The scent calmed him down and he relaxed.

HIS TOUCH, HER FIRE🔥 --- Chapter Five Something You Shouldn’t Want The wind picked up as Evelyn rode the ATV across the far fields, her fingers clenched tight on the grips, her braid snapping behind her like a whip. The Romano name was all over her brain like a stain she couldn’t scrub out. Not just Damien anymore—but all of them. Luca had sent her a link to some sleek app design mock-up “in case she ever wanted to digitize the ranch,” and Dante had casually shown up at the farmer’s co-op talking gym memberships and local partnerships like he belonged. It was calculated. It was charming. It was suffocating. But it was Damien who got under her skin the most. Always him. Always that look like

– but here, wrapped deep in the warm duvet, she didn’t want to move a muscle. The air smelled wonderful. Clean, earthy, like rich soil after a summer rain. And like him. Like Hades. Like his beard, maybe? She had to stop herself from mentally swooning. Seriously, Claudine? Get a grip! Her eyes scanned everywhere. The room was mostly dark colors, making it feel cozy despite its size. She noticed a tall bookshelf, full of books, and a comfy-looking chair tucked in a corner – a study nook. Wow. He even reads. The mafia boss has a library.

and he said as he chuckles Probably both. Val’s phone buzzes again, this time he glances at it, his expression hardening slightly before he silences it and looks back at her, We need to heal back soon. There’s someone I need you to meet. she looks up at him silently stands up and reaches over and kisses him gently in front of everyone making her claim on him clear to everyone in the room. She then walks towards the door and reaches out her hand and says then let’s do this and smirks at him with a knowing gaze. Every head in the coffee shop turns. The kiss-public, deliberate, unmistakable-sends a message through the room like electricity. Val’s hand comes up to cup her jaw, deepening it for j

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I said, facing the screen. Mrs. Chen slapped me on the shoulder, laughing, but in an impressed way. She turned to Captain Morrison, and said; “He sure got a lot of fire in him, I am genuinely impressed by him, these are all very good steps.The Gang and Narcotics division is about to have a revolution, in fact, the entire LAPD.” I smiled, my chest heaved. It was his voice, I looked at the face still projected and made a resolve. Not even Captain Morrison, know about him, and I am well aware this wasn’t just a case. It is personal.

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he demanded, his voice clipped and cold. Reid didn't argue. He handed them over, and Luciano slid into the driver's seat, the engine roaring to life under his aggressive touch. As Luciano navigated the Roman traffic with a reckless, sharp precision, Reid sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window. His mind was a storm of unanswered questions. Why had Rosa returned to the very city that had shattered her? Why was she crossing paths with Luciano—a man whose shadow most people wouldn't even dare to step into?