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: Her Freedom DAMIEN’S P.O.V “Oh shit,” I cursed under my breath, realizing too late that I’d given myself away. Her eyes widened, her lips parting slightly as she stood there, frozen in the doorway. “You’re… standing,” she repeated again, her voice barely carrying across the room. I didn’t say anything. My first instinct was to grab the desk for support, pretending like it was nothing, pretending like I hadn’t just exposed my years of carefully guarded truth. “Yeah,” I muttered after a pause, forcing a steady tone that sounded even fake to my own ears. “I can try just for a minute. The doctor said I could try to stand once in a while.” I blurted out confidently, eyes staring deeply into hers. It was a lie and I knew from the way her brows furrowed that she wasn’t buying it. Her eyes darted down to my legs, then back up to my face, as she tried to piece together what she was seeing. “Damien,” she called out slowly, “You told me you couldn’t...” “Don’t,” I snapped, cutting her words shar
Last Updated: 2025-10-08
Chapter: Caught DAMIEN’S P.O.VI didn’t reply to Marcello's words. My hand tightened around the phone as I allowed the silence stretched so long that I could almost hear him grinning on the other end.He was waiting, feeding off the tension, not wanting to like the bastard he was.Instead of giving him the satisfaction of a word, I pulled the phone from my ear and ended the call.The line went dead, and with it, something inside me snapped.My fingers curled angrily around the whiskey glass on the desk until I thought it would shatter in my grip. I didn’t even realize I was holding my breath until it left me in a harsh exhale, with my chest rising and falling too fast.Marcello wanted to play games. He thought he could drag me into his little circus, just because he had lended a hand. He wanted to bite mine instead. "He must have underestimated me like always." I scoffed chewing the gums of my teeth.“Boss—” Skylo’s voice cut in, snapping my thoughts short. I raised my eyes to him slowly as he rem
Last Updated: 2025-10-06
Chapter: DealDAMIEN's P.O.VSkylo lifted his hands in a mock surrender. “Just saying what I see, boss. Don’t bite my head off.”The silence stretched between us. I leaned back in my chair, mind wandering to a few days back.Everyone knew old Marcello was an asshole and I had no choice but to reach out to him for help. Now, I had an unsettled score with him and it was all because of the mysterious son of a bitch. I hissed, lost in thought as I glared at the glass in my hand."what's that, boss?" Skylo frowned like I was talking drunk but, I knew exactly what I was saying. I swirled the glass in my hand, eye drifting up to him. “Found anything about the mysterious Mr. S?" Skylo eyes darkened at the name. I could read his thoughts. He had nothing. no clues. no ideas...“Fucking coward used Tracey as bait,” I muttered. “He knew I’d come for her. he knew I wouldn’t stop until I found her.”Skylo stared at me, eyes cautious. “You realize what you’re admitting, right? You didn’t just go after her bec
Last Updated: 2025-10-02
Chapter: What next?DAMIEN’S P.O.VWe were back home. To the old house.Everything was arranged and fixed to the point it felt like nothing had happened over here.But, hell….my heart wasn't at rest. Not when the traitors who had dared to play with me were out there roaming.I sat in my study, the curtains drawn, the amber glow of the lamp as the only source of lightening in the room with a glass of whiskey held high in my hand. I’d lost count of how many I’d poured tonight, but it didn’t matter. Nothing at this point mattered except for the girl lying in that room down the hall….Tracey.Her face wouldn’t leave my mind. The way she’d looked when I held her earlier, weak, pale, and clinging to consciousness.The doctor’s voice echoed in my head. “She’s been through hell. The human mind can only carry so much before it breaks. If she remembers every detail, from days back she won’t survive it, Damien.“ He had relayed and I knew exactly what he meant because this wouldn't be the first time we would do this
Last Updated: 2025-10-01
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
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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