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Vera must have helped me to my bed and brought that up for me. I gulped it down and entered the shower, grateful towards her. After doing that, I decided to read a book. This room had come with a small bookshelf. I settled for a random mafia romance novel. The spice scenes had started to get me hot and bothered. I had chosen wrong. My cheeks heated because there was only one man at the centre of my fantasies. A knock sounded on my door, and my heartbeat picked up. It could be Kaloyan. I opened it and found the twins on the other side. Jared annoyingly picked at his brother's curls, but their attention shifted to me when the door gave.

I made a fist as I stared up at him. “Dante,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “Someone will see us. Alistair—” He let out a low, humorless chuckle. “Alistair is busy drinking his weight in brandy and bragging about his new prize.” He closed the distance in a few long, predatory strides, his shadow swallowing me whole, shielding me from the ballroom windows. I could feel the heat of his body radiating toward me, heating up my cold skin. “This is the mafia, Julianna,” he said, his voice a rough rasp. “It’s dangerous. It’s risky. Don’t you know what you signed up for?”

And yes, I'm banging her in the bathroom of a club and she was so easy to convince, so easy it's annoying. I twist her hands against the wall and grab her ass and slam into her, harder and harder, thinking of a way out of the shit I got myself into. I have to find a solution to it , else it'll destroy the entire Cosa Nostra, shit I'm fucked, just because I couldn't keep my pants in a place, all because of HER... "Yes, fuck me there" the dumb blonde's continuous scream and moans pulled me out of my revere . I gave two more hard thrusts and came.

I don't need to use any fucking restroom, I wanna go home, back to my Mom! "God, how did everything change all of a sudden? Why does it have to change? I just wanna finish school and live a better life with Mom... Why God? Why?" "Larry... He wouldn't dare do anything to me. I'm his twin brother's fiancée, he would not dare any shits with me." I kept mumbling and sobbing till my eyes caught sight of a nice bed and I dragged myself there to lay down for a minute and regain my composure before leaving. There's no room for weakness in a mafia, I have to be strong if I wanna survive.

I was in too deep, and the mafia’s grip on my life tightened with each passing day. My obsession with Salma could cost us both everything. Yet, the pull of her was too strong to resist. As our lips moved together, I felt the heat rise between us, the undeniable chemistry sparking a fire that threatened to consume us both. My hands roamed over her curves, memorizing every inch of her body as if she were a lifeline, a tether to a world I desperately wanted to be a part of.

love. I bit my lower lip, my chest tightening. The ruthless mafia lord—the man who once felt nothing—was standing before me, trembling, vulnerable, human. But why? "What happened?" I asked again. He deeply sighed and squeezed my hands tighter, as if seeking reassurance. "Enemies," he began, his voice heavy. "They tried to burn this hospital down, but don’t worry—they’re dead now." His words were cold and serious, but I could hear the underlying tension in his voice. "They’re rival mafias, trying to take my throne. They want to rule the underground and use it for their ill*gal operations."

“Kai Rylan isn’t like Mateo. He’s… mafia. Organized crime. His world is dangerous.” I almost laughed. Dangerous. Like my life wasn’t already dangerous? “I don’t care,” I said. “You should care. People around him… bad things happen. The last caretakers didn’t stick around.” “Did he hurt them?” “Not physically, as far as I know. But he’s intense. Cold. Not easy to work for.” “Ethan, I get it. But I need this. I’ve got two days before I’m homeless. So unless you have a better option, I’ll take my chances with the mafia lord.”

I leaned back against the pillows, crossing my arms, eyes half-lidded to hide the small, traitorous spark of satisfaction flickering in my chest. “Good,” I said softly. “They should be scared.” That should have been the end of it but it wasn’t. Instead of leaving, the twins moved closer. One perched on the edge of the bed. The other dragged a chair over and sat backwards on it, chin resting on her arms, studying me like I was a fascinating animal in a zoo. “So,” Chair Twin said casually, “what was it like running a criminal empire?” I stared at her. “What.” “Oh!” Bed Twin waved a hand.

" it's not really a question per say, I was just thinking that you're not quite how I imagined a mafia to be." Hendrik raised an eyebrow, finding what Freya said amusing. He quietly closed the laptop and turned to look at Freya. " So tell me. How was your initial imagination of a mafia?" Freya noticed that Hendrik was enjoying the situation but continued. " well, initially I thought a coldhearted man who doesn't care about anything or anyone, intimidating, Possessive, jealous, arrogant, ghetto, who kills without mercy, who takes virgins from their families as punishment for a bad debt, betrayals..."

it's mafia book ,with pain betrayl , twist and cliffhangers, you will surely enjoy the book. Read with some jazz music on. hope you enjoy it. "lets see your hate for me wins or my love for you wins " "This 365 days will a hell for you my love " "This 365 days will be haven for my husband " "AUGUST 1" *daily updates* Chapters start from next page hd hc hv hb ih ii 9ib uv bv yi vi yc ug 8g ni 8o go hi uh no 8g ou n8o df gh bh bh gv c fr ft fg vg v vg vg gy gy gy