A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING
“Damien!!” I struggled against the cuffs, trying to free myself. “What the hell are you doing?”
He leaned down, his face inches from mine, his voice calm. “Until you learn to behave, you’re staying exactly where I want you, Mon Cara.”
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Abandoned by her father to settle his debts, Tracey Luke never imagined her life would fall into the hands of the ruthless Mafia King, Damien Black.
Thrown into his dark, dangerous world, Tracey quickly learns that survival is a game she must learn to play if she wants to escape. But as the days pass, she finds herself caught between fear and something she never expected to feel—compassion.
When Tracey first meets Damien, he’s nothing like the monster she imagined. He is confined to a wheelchair, which makes him look more like a prisoner than a predator.
With pity stirring within her, she decides to stay by his side and tend to his needs while secretly plotting her escape from his dangerous world.
But, on the night she finally makes her move, everything changes.
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Chapter: HallucinationsTRACEY’S P.O.VI stared at him, my mind spinning. “Damien…” My voice was small, broken, but demanding something I couldn’t even name. “Why.....Why would you...”He didn’t let me finish when he simply moved into his wheel without a single jump and wheeled away, slamming shut.My chest tightened. “Damien...” I whispered to myself, but he was already gone, leaving me in a whirlwind of emotions.I sighed, sitting upright, replaying his words in my head. Was he really being honest about his feelings for me? or was this his ego trying to play a trick. I blinked, confusion striking when I felt a sharp pain in my head.“Ouchhhhh” I yelled out in pain, shutting my eyes. With my eyes shut, and despite the pain, I could see a blurry figure of him standing close , before everything went black. I swore I’d seen him upright, moving , not the Damien bound to that chair.Or was it all in my head?The more I tried to piece it together, the more my temples pounded. The memories slipped through taunti
Last Updated: 2025-09-19
Chapter: Obsession or Love?TRACEY’S P.O.V His lips were still on mine when my mind finally caught up with what was happening. Damien Russo was kissing me. Not out of pity, not out of some forced circumstance, but because he wanted to. I froze, eyes shut, indulging the taste of his lips to linger onto mine for longer. My heart beat was so loud it drowned out every bit of my rational thought. His mouth moved with a heat I wasn’t ready for, a hunger that told me he knew exactly what he was doing. By the time he pulled back, my lips were trembling, and I was short of breath. My eyes were still shut but, I knew his forehead was still rested against mine, and not for once, did he look away. “That’s your answer,” I finally hear him say. I blinked at him, opening my eyes with a stunned expression plastered across my face. My throat felt dry, words fighting to leave but stumbling out clumsy. “You… you kissed me.” I managed to mutter but he simply smirked slightly at my words, his eyes still not leaving mine even
Last Updated: 2025-09-17
Chapter: I Deserve To Know The Truth TRACEY’S P.O.VMy lashes fluttered open slowly, the room coming into focus. The first thing I felt was the heaviness in my head, like I had been dragged through a hell and dropped back into my bodyFor a split second, my chest tightened as I stared blankly to the wall in front of me, trying to figure out where I was and how I landed here.This wasn’t Ryan’s place. It didn't look any bit like it…I could remember this place clearly. Despite, the walls looked brighter like it had newly been repainted, the familiar air around was enough for me to tell I was back at Damien's.“Wait! That means Damien…” I stopped thinking halfway. Was he back? Why was I here? Where is everybody? I tried to sit upright but my body felt really weak like my limbs had forgotten how to move in days.I tried to pull the last few days together, to piece them back in order, but the harder I pushed my mind, the more my head throbbed. It was like I was driving into a dead end of imagination. Eventually, I gave up.I
Last Updated: 2025-09-16
Chapter: Found HerDAMIEN'S P.O.VWe split immediately into two ransacking across every corner of this place that looked isolated. Skylo checked closets, cracks, and even floors while I went for the radiator, checking beneath. My hand brushed something and I dug in further. I pulled out a small envelope, “What could this be?“ I furrowed opening as fast as I could.Inside was a polaroid of Tracey. She had her face stared up at the camera, her face swollen from crying, hair messy. The Polaroid was taken close-up and in the corner was a shadow of a man’s coat.On the back was a short note “Not here. Move to 8B at first light. I hope you're enjoying the game“ I gritted my teeth, squeezing the pocture in my hand, my veins popping out in frustration.That bastard. He knew exactly what he was doing feeding us breadcrumbs. M was my old enemy—Marcello. The same man who had led us here. Skylo’s voice cut through and my attention shifted back to him.“Boss…the door has been tampered with. Look.” He pointed to th
Last Updated: 2025-09-15
Chapter: Shaking The DevilDAMIEN’S P.O.V“Of course you want the short version. Fine. There’s a safe house. Third floor of an abandoned tenement on Via Calder. Apartment 12B. Locked up tight, guards rotate every hour. If you want her, you’ll need my help getting in.” He paused, letting the silence crawl into my guts “And help costs, Damien.”Skylo’s eyes narrowed. He muttered under his breath, his Italian accent slipping out like a hiss. “Boss, Non fidarti. Don’t trust him.““Name it,” I said. My brain ran a hundred calculations in a second, the risks, variables, exits, but it didn’t matter. All i wanted right now was to get Tracey back.He made a sound like someone enjoying a fine cigar. “You remember the favor I called in last time? The shipment you ‘borrowed’ from my people? I want restitution. I want a seat at your table—consulting rights, access to your intel networks, and one simple thing….when this is over, you call off your little vendetta against my business interests….“ He paused “Permanently.” He fi
Last Updated: 2025-09-14
Chapter: Getting Desperate.DAMIEN’S P.O.VFor a second, I thought my mind was playing tricks on me and maybe I was hearing what I wanted to hear. But then again, her voice sounded into my eardrums and I knew she was the fucking one.“Damien?..."“Tracey,” I breathed out, my throat raw. “Where the hell are you?” I yelled, tightening the grip on the phone so hard against my ears, not to miss the slight sound.There was shuffling on her end, the muffled sound of chains scraping. Then her soft gasp. I couldn't “I… I don’t know. It’s dark. They keep moving me.”Skylo leaned closer, his ear nearly pressed against the phone. His eyes sharpened the instant he heard her words. I could tell he could also hear the terror in her voice too.“Listen to me,” I said, dropping my voice low and serious “Are you hurt?”“Yes.” she whispered, scared.I shut my eyes, forcing myself not to lose it the moment she responded. I couldn’t let her hear the hurt in my chest, not when she needed strength. “How bad?” I raised a brow, grittin
Last Updated: 2025-09-13
MR. BILLIONAIRE IS MINE: A WIFE'S REVENGE
"Stop it, Ethan! Stop doing this to me!" I wished I could utter those words, but my body betrayed me. His touch alone made me lose all connection with my senses. Internally, I screamed for freedom as his seductive kisses rendered me tongue-tied. I was tired of being treated like a mere sex toy by this man, yet my body continually danced to the rhythm of his waist.
I let him have his way, gasping softly, my lips defying all moral sanity.
After a few rounds of pleasure, he pushed himself off me, put on his pants, and walked out the door as if I meant nothing.
The realization hit me hard: I shouldn't have let this happen. I should have stood my ground this time and not succumbed to his wishes. I picked up my clothes, the last pieces of dignity left in me.
"Ethan!" I yelled, chasing after him. "Please wait!"
"What is it, woman?" he halted, looking disgusted by my presence.
"We're married, for crying out loud! You can't keep treating me like trash. Tell me what I did wrong. Tell me if there's anything I should change about myself. I'm willing to do anything, please, Ethan. To make this marriage work, I'm willing to do whatever you want. Just don't pick her over me again!" I sobbed, halfway on my knees, begging with my hands clenched to his trousers.
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Elizabeth Douglas, a young heiress, finds herself falling for her father's driver, Ethan Haynes. But there's a twist - Ethan is already engaged to Stella. Just when Lizzy decides to walk away, she uncovers a shocking betrayal that changes everything.
Get ready for a story of untold secrets, broken ties, new alliances, romance, revenge, and a love that refuses to be forgotten.
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Chapter: Meeting With An Old Friend TRACEY'S P.O.V"Are you freaking in love with the boss?"Those words rebooted in my head while I sat down, looking pale and out of the world.I didn’t realize I had been staring really hard at Skylo until he clicked his finger in the air against my face, and I snapped out of my dazed thoughts.I quickly shake my head and scoffed.“What?“ I narrowed my eyes, acting offended and dismissing his words.Skylo simply folded his hands, standing in front of me like he had all the right to dip me into some heated interrogation I didn't beg for. “Don’t what me, Tracey. I asked a question and I won’t repeat it again.” He clenched his jaw, brows slightly furrowed like he had already drawn out the answer in his mind and just wanted confirmation.I scoffed again, rolling my eyes at him. I was trying so hard to hide my emotions, but the rapid pace of my heartbeat betrayed me. I knew he noticed. Of course, he would.He wasn't Damien's most trusted man for no reason. He always did notice even the lit
Last Updated: 2025-07-28
Chapter: CHAPTER 18Another day arrived so quickly, and I sluggishly sat up straight on the bed. It felt strange waking up in a new place, different from my usual surroundings.I hadn't had a chance to take in my new environment yesterday like I wanted to. Now, I looked around the slightly large room, appreciating its features. The walls were painted a warm color, casting a cozy glow throughout the space. A few pretty artworks were hung around, and a vase with rose flowers sat by the bedside. It was nothing like the fancy Douglas household or my previous apartment, but it had a sense of comfort and peace I had long yearned for.I picked up my phone to check the time. It was past 7. "Shit! I am late for work," I muttered, scrambling off the bed in a panic.But as I rushed into the bathroom, reality hit me like a cold splash of water: I didn't have a workplace to return to.I let out a loud sigh as I returned to sit back down on the edge of the bed, burying my face in my hands. "This is for the best, Eliza
Last Updated: 2024-06-24
Chapter: CHAPTER 17The next morning arrived quicker than I expected. The sunlight penetrated through the curtains, resting its glow directly on my face. For a moment, I felt a sense of peace and quietness, but then the events of the previous night came rushing back. I got out of bed and stretched my body like a baby, letting out a light sigh of relief. My body, although still sore, felt better after my brief relaxing routine. Determined to face the day with a clear mind, I went into the bathroom, had a relaxing shower, and dressed quickly. I stepped out into the living room, where I found Ethan and Matilda already up, sipping coffee and chatting quietly. "Morning," I greeted them, trying to sound more cheerful than I felt. "Morning, Lizzy," Matilda replied, smiling warmly. "How did you sleep?" "Not great," I admitted, joining them at the table. "But I feel a bit better now." Ethan poured me a cup of coffee and handed it to me. "We should start packing your things soon," he said. "The sooner we ge
Last Updated: 2024-06-24
Chapter: CHAPTER 16My legs wouldn't stop wiggling anxiously. Sitting still was impossible with my nerves on edge. Why was she here at such an odd hour?After disowning me, they come looking for me? I gritted my teeth in anger. The thought of it filled me with disgust. I couldn't sit still any longer. Waiting for Ethan to come back was beginning to become unbearable. I couldn't let him face her wrath alone, especially after knowing she had no limits.I got up and crept toward the door, dragging my heavy feet silently on the ground. I pressed my ear to the door, as I strained hard to catch their conversation.At first, there was only silence which made me wonder if they had left elsewhere. I reached for the doorknob, ready to open it, but Ethan's voice cut through the quiet."I suggest you leave, Madame Rosette. You've done enough harm." His cold voice cracked as he spoke."What right do you have to tell me what to do?" Grandma's voice was sharp and unforgiving. "You're just a driver for the Douglas famil
Last Updated: 2024-06-24
Chapter: CHAPTER 15"Hello Lizzy"? Ethan's voice floated through the phone like a gentle breeze, soothing the ache in my chest. His words were a balm to my wounded heart. "Hey, Ethan. What's up?" I tried to sound casual, hiding my emotions. "How are you doing? And how's our baby?" His voice sparked with excitement, the kind that made everything feel like it would be alright. His concern warmed me, a comfort I didn't realize I needed. "We're both fine," I sniffled, with my hand instinctively resting on my flat tummy, a subconscious act I developed whenever the baby was asked after. "Well, I called to let you know I found a gynecologist..." My heart sank. The word "gynecologist" filled me with panic. I remember telling him I would get one myself, why bother? I couldn't let him continue. "Ethan, I don't think that will be necessary. The baby and I are fine," I interrupted quickly, trying to end the conversation before it went further. A gynecologist would see through my lie instantly, and that
Last Updated: 2024-06-22
Chapter: CHAPTER 14Apart from Dad, Aunt Martha was the only one who considered me a part of the family. Since childhood, whenever Grandma locked me up or starved me unjustly, she would sneak in food for me. She treated me like a daughter when others were absent. "Aunt Martha, you heard everything, right?" I shrugged her shoulder, wondering why she hadn't said anything yet. She stood still with the tray of food in her hands, her eyes darting at me, then at Grandma, then back at me again. She walked forward, freeing herself from my grasp, and dropped the tray beside Grandma before she began to speak. "Hear what, Elizabeth?" My eyes widened in awe, my ears couldn't believe what she had said. "Aunt Marth—" "At this point, I think you need to stop. You're being selfish," she blurted out. "But, Aunty— I was certain you heard." "Is the damage you've caused not enough? Don't involve me in your mess. How shameless can you be, Elizabeth?" She pointed at me with a disappointed look. I watched as the
Last Updated: 2024-06-16
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