Owned By The Mafia Lord
Marco’s presence was overwhelming, his body heat making it hard to breathe. His dark eyes locked onto mine, making my heart race. “Why do you fight me, Sarah?” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear.
I tried to step back, but the counter trapped me. “I won’t be your plaything, Marco.”
He smiled, a dangerous, seductive curve of his lips. “Is that so?” He pulled me close, his hand burning through my dress. His lips brushed my neck, sending shivers down my spine. “I think you like this more than you admit.”
I wanted to resist, but when his mouth claimed mine, I melted into the kiss, my body betraying me. Every touch ignited a fire I couldn’t control.
When he pulled back, his eyes were full of desire. “You can’t deny what’s between us, Sarah”
Sarah’s simple life turns dark when she catches the eye of dangerous mob boss, Marco De Luca. To settle her father’s debt, Marco forces her into an arranged relationship. Sarah fights to resist his control, but their fiery clashes spark undeniable passion.
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Chapter: Chapter 185SARAHIt had been a full day since Isabella’s dramatic arrival, and I was still holed up in my room. I muttered to myself as I tossed another pillow back onto the bed. I wasn’t exactly hiding—I just couldn’t stand the sight of her. Every time I thought about her waltzing in, acting all smug and self-assured, my blood boiled. And Marco… He hadn’t said much since, which only made things worse.I tried to shake off the frustration as I moved around, tidying up my room just to keep my hands busy. “Marco will deal with this,” I said under my breath, like a mantra. “He’ll send her packing today, and this nonsense will be over.”Still, a part of me couldn’t help but wonder how we’d gotten here. How did our lives go from peaceful—almost blissful—to this chaos? One day we were happy, planning our future, and the next, Isabella was barging in with her ridiculous claim.I sighed and headed into the bathroom. The cool splash of water on my face helped clear my mind a little, though not as much as
Last Updated: 2024-12-17
Chapter: Chapter 184SARAHI slammed the door behind me, leaning against it for a moment as I tried to catch my breath. My heart was racing, my chest tight with frustration. How had it come to this? Just this morning, Marco and I were fine—happy, even. And now, a woman stood at our door, claiming she was pregnant with his child. The thought made my stomach twist.I paced the room, running a hand through my hair. It didn’t make any sense. Marco had been different lately—better. He wasn’t the man he used to be. He’d been attentive, loving, even vulnerable at times. He was mine. I knew that. So how could Isabella show up with a claim like that?My mind replayed the entire ordeal. Isabella’s smug expression, the way she casually dropped her “news” like a bomb, as if she knew it would tear everything apart. The way she laughed at me, daring me to question her. And Marco—God, Marco. He just stood there, offering nothing but a weak denial.“Unbelievable,” I muttered to myself, clenching my fists at my sides.I c
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Chapter: Chapter 183SARAHIsabella’s words hit me like a brick. My head jerked back, and for a second, I could only stare at her, trying to process what I’d just heard. It couldn’t be true. It had to be a joke. A really bad, tasteless joke.“You’re joking,” I said, my voice sharp but shaky. “You’ve got to be joking. Pregnant? For Marco? Are you even hearing yourself?”Her smile didn’t waver. If anything, it grew wider, like she was enjoying every second of my disbelief. “Oh, Sarah,” she said, letting out a light laugh. “I know it’s a lot to take in, but no, I’m not joking.”I shook my head, still refusing to believe it. “Stop it. Just stop. You’re not pregnant, and if you are, it’s not for Marco. Do you even hear how ridiculous you sound?”Isabella tilted her head slightly, her expression oozing false sympathy. “I know this must be hard for you to accept, but denying it won’t change the truth.”The laugh that escaped me was bitter and sharp. “The truth?” I scoffed. “The only truth here is that you’ll say
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Chapter: Chapter 182SARAHI stepped out of the car, my heels clicking sharply against the pavement, each step fueled by my growing irritation. Marco was right behind me, his footsteps steady, but I didn’t care to wait for him to catch up. My focus was locked on Isabella, standing there like she belonged, her arms folded across her chest, her face a mask of indifference. That blank, self-righteous expression of hers was as irritating as ever. She looked smug and untouchable, as if she hadn’t caused enough chaos already.“What are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice sharper than I intended. “Here to cause another scene, Isabella?”She didn’t even flinch.I stopped a few feet away, my arms dropping to my sides as I glared at her. She just stood there, perfectly still, like a statue carved from ice, her silence deliberate and calculated. The audacity of it made my blood simmer.“I asked you a question,” I snapped, taking a step closer. “What are you doing here, Isabella?”Nothing. Not a word, not even a fl
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Chapter: Chapter 181SARAHWhen Marco pulled into the parking lot, I practically jumped out of my seat, my excitement building. But as soon as we stepped out of the car and got a full view of the place, I froze.“Uh… Sarah,” Marco said, raising an eyebrow as he took in the massive neon sign above the entrance. “When you said chocolate spot, you didn’t mention this.”I followed his gaze, my cheeks heating up as I realized what he meant. “It’s… um… an amusement park? With chocolate?”He let out a sigh, shaking his head with a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. “Of course. I let you pick one venue, and somehow, we end up in a kid’s playground.”I pouted, crossing my arms. “It’s not just a kid’s playground. It’s… an experience.”Marco gave me a look, half-amused and half-exasperated. “An experience?”“Don’t act like you’re not intrigued,” I said, grabbing his arm and pulling him toward the entrance. “We’re already here, so we might as well have some fun.”He chuckled, letting me drag him along. “You’re
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Chapter: Chapter 180SARAHI stood in front of the mirror, tilting my head slightly as I adjusted my earrings. My fingers brushed against the delicate pearls, the cool texture grounding me as a soft sigh escaped my lips. Tonight felt different. It wasn’t like the other nights we’d spent together—those moments marked by tension. This felt lighter, simpler. No obligations. No commands. Just Marco and me, stepping into something normal for once.I took a step back to admire myself in the reflection, smoothing the fabric of my dress. It was a deep red, a color I didn’t wear often but felt right for tonight. The material hugged my body in all the right places, the neckline bold enough to make me feel confident but still subtle enough to stay within my comfort zone. I turned slightly, letting the hem swirl softly around my legs, and smiled.“Not bad,” I murmured, tilting my head again.My makeup was understated, but I’d been careful with every stroke. A soft blush warmed my cheeks, a touch of eyeliner made my e
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His deadly obsession
His steely gaze bore into mine, an abyss of emotionless darkness.
"Marc-"
"SHUT UP!"
I
flinched, a shudder coursing through me. He came on closer, his fingers tightening around my neck, a cruel parody of a caress. I met his frightening stare, I stared at him breathing heavily.
"Just be still."
I lowered my face, eyelids fluttering shut, as if seeking solace in the darkness.
"I own you."
His declaration resounding heavy in the air, an unbreakable chain binding me to this desire’s. In that moment, I knew - there was no escaping the clutches of this man who held me captive, body and soul.
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In the heart of a city shrouded in shadows and secrets, Elena Santiago's life takes a dangerous plunge. Her father's debts drag them to the doorstep of Don Marco De Luca, an astute and enigmatic mafia overlord, thrusting Elena into a world of scary gambles and lethal allure.
Boundaries blur between allegiance and survival as Elena must survive through a web of deception, where every move becomes a battle cry. With her family's future teetering on a razor's edge, she finds herself torn between defying the merciless Don and submitting to a life of total servitude.
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Will she succumb to his desires… or hers?!
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Chapter: Chapter 8ElenaI stood in my fancy room, feeling trapped and unhappy. The red silk walls seemed to glow, but it wasn't a warm and cozy glow - it was more like a reminder of the life I was stuck in. The soft carpets felt like they were suffocating me, and the big bed with its fancy headboard and satin sheets just made me feel like I was stuck in a life I didn't want.The pillows were piled high, but they didn't offer much comfort. The fireplace had pictures of my husband's ancestors, and they seemed to watch me all the time, making me feel like I was being judged. The fire crackled and popped, and it seemed to be hungry for something - maybe my freedom.Outside, the gardens were beautiful and full of life, but they just made me feel trapped. I had a simple writing desk from my old life, but it was empty now, except for a pen that felt too heavy to hold. Every fancy thing in the room just reminded me that I was stuck in a life I didn't want.I felt like I was in a cage, and I wanted to break fre
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Chapter: Chapter 7I struggled to regain my composure, questioning Marco's sanity. Why would he unleash such brutality on Daren? The fear of others getting hurt due to this madness gripped my thoughts. My 72 hours were up, and I contemplated surrendering to Marco before more damage unfolded. It wasn’t long before, Marco and his imposing entourage made a formidable entrance, the evening breeze conspiring to announce their arrival. The subtle creak of the door, the hushed whispers of his accompanying goons – it was a well played out display of intimidation as Marco stepped into the room, casting a commanding shadow that seemed to stretch across the entire space. "Tempo scaduto, Elena," Marco pronounced, his demand echoing through the room. "I want that answer now." "I...l-" I started, my words hesitating. "Be careful, Elena," Marco interrupted, his warning carrying a palpable sense of impending consequences. "I'll accept your offer, Marco," I uttered, a tinge of sadness in my voice. However, ther
Last Updated: 2023-11-16
Chapter: Chapter 6********* Amidst the shadows that envelop the barnhouse, Marco De Luca arrives with an air of authority, determined to extinguish the supposed threat posed by Daren. His steps echo with a lethal rhythm, resonating the impending confrontation. "Where is he?" Marco's voice cuts through the tense silence as he addresses one of his goons, his gaze piercing the room. "He's tied in that corner," Vinny replies, pointing towards an ominous darkness. “Guardia bene," Marco commands, a subtle flick of his fingers. Vinny, a close ally in Marco's trusted circle, stations two tough guys outside the barn, ready to guard against any unexpected trouble. Spotting Daren, Marco issues an unsettling directive, deploying two of his men to commence a brutal assault on Daren even in his sleep. The initial blow to Daren's stomach jolts him awake, blindfolded and futilely struggling against his restraints. The onslaught continues, the men taking turns to rain blows upon Daren, assaulting different p
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Chapter: Chapter 5************* The dimly lit lounge wrapped Marco in an intoxicating mix of luxury and allure. His crew stood by, solid as the stone walls around them. Women paraded all around him. In the midst of the wild party, his thoughts kept drifting to Elena. Seventy-two hours. A ticking clock to her surrender. He could almost taste the victory of breaking her spirit. Suddenly, Vinny, his right-hand man, rushed over looking all serious. "Marco, you gotta know this. The Vittorio, they're up to something suspicious." "The Vittorio, huh?" Marco mused. The name carried weight in their world. "Keep an eye on them, Santiago. This might get interesting." As Vinny hurried off, Marco let himself be swept back into the rhythm of the lounge. "Hello mister," one of the strippers purred, a naughty gleam in her eye. Marco gave her a sly grin. "Spicing up the night, aren't you?" She leaned closer, her voice a sultry secret. "Names don't matter, as long as you remember the moment." Elena A
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Chapter: Chapter 4Elena I could barely focus, every step feeling like a careless dance on unsteady ground. Marco's ordeal was a looming specter, a dark cloud threatening to suffocate me. Why is he doing this? What does he want from me? It's illegal, it's outrageous! My own father, willing to hand me over to this devil in exchange for a debt clearance, and the audacity of Marco to suggest... that! I refuse to be a sacrificial lamb, not for my father, not for anyone. I've worked tirelessly, day and night, to keep us afloat. This is a line I won't cross. Daren's voice broke through my swirling thoughts, a lifeline in the storm. I blinked, my gaze drawn to the spilt coffee on the kitchen sink. Dammit!. "What's going on, Elena? You've been off since you got here," Daren's concern was evident. I let out a deep sigh, "Just overwhelmed, you know? Life and all." "I get it," he chuckled. "Take it easy on yourself. Why don't you go take some orders, assist McKenzie? I'll handle this." His words we
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Chapter: Chapter 3************* The room was hushed, the weight of Elena's father's words hanging in the air. His face, once filled with warmth and laughter, was now etched with lines of worry and regret. He cleared his throat, his voice heavy with the burden of his confession. "I don't know how to say this," he started, his voice faltering, "but I've gotten myself into a dire situation. I've incurred a debt with a man, a dangerous one, and... and there have been threats made against our lives." Elena's breath caught in her throat, her mind racing to make sense of the words. "Threats? Father, who is this man? What kind of debt are we talking about?" Elena's father hesitated, his gaze dropping to the letter. "His name is Marco Moretti. He's a powerful figure, and I owe him a substantial amount of money. I fear for our lives, Elena. For yours and your brother's." "Elena, I'm thinking of offering you to the crime boss in exchange for our lives." Elena's hands clenched into fists, her anger and
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Chapter: Chapter 4SELENEThe house was quiet that morning as I scrubbed the kitchen floor, the soapy water stinging my hands, but it was nothing compared to the ache sitting heavy in my chest. I glanced up at the clock, realizing with a sinking feeling that today was the seventh day—the last day of the deadline Margaret and my father had given me. I had to find a husband or be forced to marry Peter Norwood, the man they had chosen for me. The thought alone made my stomach twist.I wiped a strand of hair from my face, trying to focus on my work, but my mind kept drifting to the strange gifts I’d been receiving. They had started arriving a few days ago, one after the other. Flowers, jewellery, dresses… things I’d never dreamt of having. At first, I thought it was a mistake—maybe someone had the wrong address. But no, they were all addressed to me. And no matter how much I tried to figure out who was sending them, I had no answers. I didn’t even know why.A shuffling noise pulled me from my thoughts, and
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Chapter: Chapter 3SELENEThe gifts continued the next morning. At first, I thought it was a mistake—That was only the beginning.The next day, there was another gift. This time, a designer handbag—sleek, leather, something I’d only seen in magazines. Then came the shoes, the perfume, the silk scarves. Each day, something new appeared at our door, each more luxurious than the last. My confusion quickly turned to disbelief. Who was sending these gifts? Was this some kind of elaborate prank?My family certainly wasn’t shy about their reactions.Olivia’s eyes nearly popped out of her head the first time she saw the bracelet. She reached out to touch it, her fingers lingering on the delicate chain. "Where did you get this?" she asked, her voice dripping with skepticism."It was left at the door this morning," I replied, shrugging like it was no big deal, though my mind was racing. “I don’t know who it’s from.”Olivia scoffed, her expression twisting into something sharp. "Probably a mistake. No one in their
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Chapter: Chapter 2SELENEThe morning sun was already high when I arrived at work, but I barely noticed it. My feet dragged across the pavement as I made my way into the community center, the place that usually brought me some peace and comfort. Today, though, the weight of what had happened at home hung over me like a dark cloud, dulling the warmth of everything around me. My heart still ached with the fresh sting of betrayal, and every time I closed my eyes, I saw Lucas standing there with Olivia, cold and indifferent.I tried to push the memory away, focusing on the task at hand—cleaning the common area and getting everything ready for the day’s activities. But no matter how much I tried to distract myself, the pain lingered, gnawing at the edges of my mind.“Selene, dear, you look a little pale,” Mrs. Wallace, one of the elderly ladies who often came to the center, remarked as I passed by with a tray of tea. Her concern was sweet, but all I could do was force a small smile.“I’m fine, Mrs. Wallace,”
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Chapter: Chapter 1SELENEI set the last plate on the breakfast table, the clink of dishes grounding me. Sunlight filtered through the curtains, but it did nothing to warm the chill in my chest. My eyes darted to the calendar—months had passed since Lucas and I spoke of our engagement. It was supposed to be official by now, announced by my father. Yet, the moment I longed for seemed farther away than ever.I was never meant to exist. My mother, a maid in my father’s household, had a brief affair with him. When she became pregnant, she was cast out—he was already betrothed to my stepmother, Margaret. After my mother died, my father reluctantly took me in. I had a place in his house, but never in his heart.I was the reminder of his weakness.I lived under his roof like a shadow, helping Margaret, caring for my sister Olivia, hoping one day for a scrap of affection. My only solace was the thought that soon, with Lucas, I would have something of my own. A future that didn’t involve being overlooked or remi
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