THE DON'S CAPTIVE MISTRESS
Axel leans down, his breath brushing against my ear. At first, he bites lightly, just enough to make my breath hitch. Then, his voice slips into a whisper,
“I’ll give you a warning, Hazel." He says so slowly and deeply. And then he continues, "Don’t ever raise your hand at me again. Do you understand?”
I force myself to look up at him. I don’t know where the strength comes from, but I manage to say,
“Or what, Axel? What are you going to do?”
His eyes darken, something sharp flashing behind them. For a second, I can’t tell if I’ve shocked him, impressed him, or made him furious.
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The Don is a strong, cold, powerful man. His voice alone makes men tremble. Ruthless. Powerful. Precise. Commanding. He thinks he can control me.....own me. But he’s wrong.
I’m not one of his mistresses, not another woman he can use and discard when he’s done. he can’t contain.
He might rule the Morelli empire, but he’ll never rule me.