Bound To The Devil
WARNING! Mature Contents!!!
A one-night stand of hot unprotected sex filled with passion and desire and Tiffany West and Lorenzo Russo's lives intertwine forever.
Tiffany has no idea her stepfather owes the Cosa Nostra money and she's been used to repay the debt with an arranged marriage to Demirci, a member of the Turkish Mafia.
And then there's him. The devil with a handsome face and nice tailored suit and a heart as black as tar. Lorenzo Russo. He's the man she lusts after and loathes more than anything— his stone-cold demeanor, his arrogance, and too too-perceptive eyes. He's ability to see through her disguise to the broken girl she is has her infuriated.
He's the embodiment of darkness and probably one of the most dangerous men in the world but she has no idea she's his frustration and fascination.
Nowhere in Lorenzo Russo plan had he ever prepared for Tiffany. She's his opposite in every way… and the greatest temptation he's ever known. The breathing definition of everything he didn't want. She laughs too loud. She talks so much. She's clearly not his type, but still, he couldn't keep his eyes from following her wherever she goes and thinking about their night of wild sex.
After a wild party where Tiffany clearly had too many drinks. She wakes up next to Lorenzo wearing his ring. His wedding ring.
Who accidentally gets married to Lorenzo Russo, a Mafia don.
Now she's forced to live with him. Sleep next to him. Be a wife to him.
It didn't take long before shadows of the past comes knocking in the face of Salvatore Russo, the devil of a father that orders the murder of his sons. Now he's out to destroy the one thing Lorenzo Russo seems to obsess about, Tiffany West.
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Chapter: 38TIFFANY WEST As soon as the line of SUVs halted in front of the Russos mansion, I let out a sigh of relief. I'd never thought the day would come when returning to Vegas felt like returning home.I left the SUV with Dario, Milo, and the other guy, Elio, while Savio, Chloe, Leona, and the two other girls rescued from Montenegro rode in the second SUV. Even after stepping on Vegas soil, Savio hasn't been able to get in contact with those he left behind in Montenegro. It worried me. I didn't know what had happened to Lorenzo. I was almost on the patio when the front door burst open. I stopped in my tracks, sending a quiet glance at Milo. Before I could say anything, Elena rushed out, stepping a few inches away from me. Her brown eyes scanned me thoroughly. I had changed earlier on the jet. I was wearing pants and a shirt, but it did little to hide the bruises on my neck, arms, and face.My eyes watered immediately, not from the pain I was feeling though. I wasn't sure why, but I was an
Last Updated: 2025-04-07
Chapter: 37TIFFANY WESTI woke up on a plush, unfamiliar bed, still dressed in the dress shirt one of Salvatore's men, Ortiz had forced me to wear. My head still pounded as if I had been at a month-long rave, and there was a soft spot that throbbed even harder near my temple.It took a few seconds to blink away the groggy confusion. To remember what happened.I didn't move. I didn't breathe.I took in my surroundings— the expensive furniture, the small space. And something in my brain clicked. Quickly, I scrambled up from the bed, rushing to the curtain covering the small window. I tugged at it, and looking at the window, I froze.Fuck. We were up in the air. Fuck.Fuck.Fuck.Savio had knocked me out back at Salvatore's mansion. And we just left. We'd just left Lorenzo back there. Surrounded by more reinforcement of Salvatore's men.My eyes glistened, and just as I was about to hurry through the small door, it opened and Dario stepped in. His gaze widened in shock and relief as they found me.
Last Updated: 2025-04-06
Chapter: 36TIFFANY WEST I felt something cold slip up my back thighs and into the waistband of my lacy panties, but I didn't look. Instead, my eyes were fixed on his moving lips.My brows lifted the instant I could make out his breathless words, but before an emotion could betray me, Lorenzo shoved me hard to his side, my back hurt hard against the wall, and I crashed to the floor.“Get her out of here Salvatore. I don't have the time or patience for a child's game. This has all been entertaining, but let's be honest here: you don't want Reno or any other thing. That's not why you took my brothers and called me here. Family dinner? Fuck don't be ridiculous, tell me what you truly want?”Silence held the air captive once more, and this time it was shattered by Salvatore's dark laughter. “I’ll take back control of Vegas. If only Harold was alive to witness this moment, he'd known it was foolish going against my order and keeping you bastards alive,”“The only bastard was the useless mutt I sent a
Last Updated: 2025-04-06
Chapter: 35TIFFANY WESTI was a heartbeat away from hysteria. The delirium loomed close, ramping up my pulse as I stared at the old bastard I still couldn't believe was Lorenzo's father. The thick suffocating silence in the air still held Salvatore's threat in place.Tension crackled in every direction as I waited for either Salvatore to take back his threat or Lorenzo to crumble, but neither did. Instead, the two Russos just stared at each other, almost as if they were having a secret conversation through their eyes.All I could do was wait for the spark to ignite the situation into a raging inferno, but the silence stretched into another minute before Lorenzo abruptly pulled up from his chair, silently walking over to the mini bar at the corner to pour himself a drink and then he trekked over the open window, staring into the darkness.“What do you say, son?” Salvatore's voice taunted once more, his eyes shifted to mine. The intense darkness looming within attempted to force me to look away, b
Last Updated: 2025-04-04
Chapter: 34LORENZO RUSSO Trying to keep my rage at bay was a losing battle. I could feel the rage simmering underneath my skin while my gaze slid from Tiffany's bare feet, up her once flawless thighs to the hem of the overbearing white shirt that stopped a few inches above her knees. She wasn't dressed in the body hug top and jeans she'd been wearing in the video.My fist curled into a tight ball of fury. One I knew too well. One that would only be appeased if someone died right now by my hands.“What the fuck happened to her?” My voice remained calm and controlled as usual. I wasn't one prone to raging outbursts. That was Savio. As aloof as he could be, he was also hot-tempered. “Why the fuck is she wearing that?”“Ortiz was just messing around. Don't get too worked up, nothing drastic happened. She's one feisty little cunt,” Salvatore's explanation didn't sink in. Nothing breached my internal battle.I wanted their blood.I craved their pain and everything torturous every second they breathe
Last Updated: 2025-04-03
Chapter: 33LORENZO RUSSO“Two at three o'clock,” Dimitri said, his voice low and quiet as they echoed in my ears.“One at ten,” I heard from Dimitri’s capo, Luca, just as I adjusted the little device in my ears.“Three on the balcony at four,” Ronan's voice seeped in as well. He had joined us after escorting Leona and the two girls he had rescued with Savio into one of our jets, and they were already on the way to Las Vegas.I slanted a glance over at Vito from the passenger seat. The car slowed as we reached the corner of Salvatore's street. He had forwarded an address the second our call disconnected.I took out my phone, sending a quick text to Savio. I was fucking worried, I hadn't heard from him since Ronan and he parted ways. I had no idea what the fuck was happening at his end with Frizz, and the younger Duval. He could be in trouble seeing as he wasn't even picking up or hadn't read my previous texts informing him about Salvatore's sudden appearance and Tiffany's and Dario's situation.“
Last Updated: 2025-03-31
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