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 295FLASHBACK: The Attack on Marco’s HouseMarcel’s POV⸻I had been waiting for this moment. Watching, studying, knowing that Marco would retaliate the second he got the chance. That was the kind of man he was. If he got hit, he didn’t rest until he hit back harder. It made him predictable.That’s why I wasn’t going to wait for his move. I was going to make the first one.No spies. No informants. No middlemen. Just patience. Observation. And now, execution.I stood with my men in the darkness, watching Marco’s house. The place was locked down tight. Armed men patrolling the perimeter. Cameras on every corner. Motion sensors near the fence line. He thought this would keep him safe.It wouldn’t.I turned to Matteo, my second for this mission. He was calm, like always. He lived for this.“Marco just left,” I said. “Now we move.”No one questioned me. They were waiting for this order.“The objective is clear. No survivors except for Sarah. You see someone moving, you drop them. Fast. No game
Last Updated: 2025-04-01
Chapter: Chapter 294MARCOI slid into the SUV, the door shutting with a heavy thud. The weight of it felt final, like the closing of a chapter. The engine rumbled beneath me as we pulled out, cutting through the quiet streets, heading straight for the Rossi base. The city passed by in a blur of lights and shadows, but I wasn’t looking. My mind wasn’t here. It was already ahead, in that warehouse, already seeing how this was going to play out.Hopefully, this was it.This war had dragged on too long. The back and forth, the blood, the bodies—enough. I was tired of the cycle, tired of waiting for the next move, tired of watching the Rossis breathe when they should’ve been six feet under. Tonight, that changed. No more counterattacks. No more back and forth. Just an end.I sighed, pulling out a cigarette, lighting it with one flick of my lighter. The first drag burned just right. My body knew what was coming, and the nicotine settled me just enough.I thought about Sarah.She was probably still sitting at t
Last Updated: 2025-03-30
Chapter: Chapter 293MARCOThe chessboard was already set when I walked into the living room. Sarah sat across from my chair, arms crossed, a smug little smirk playing at her lips.“You’re late,” she said.I raised an eyebrow. “Late for what?”She nodded at the board. “For your loss.”I let out a short laugh, shaking my head as I took my seat. “That so?”“Mm-hm,” she hummed, moving a pawn forward. “I’ve been studying.”I glanced down at the board, already seeing how she had set up her pieces. She wasn’t playing like she normally did—impulsive, eager to attack before she had control. No, this time, she had structure. Her knights were placed well, her pawns controlling the center. It was actually… decent.I moved my own piece, slow, measured. “You know studying only gets you so far, right?”Sarah shrugged. “Says the man who’s about to lose.”I smirked, letting her have her confidence. She moved again, faster this time, her fingers light on the pieces. The game picked up, back and forth, each of us watching,
Last Updated: 2025-03-29
Chapter: Chapter 292************The Rossi estate was quiet, but inside, the air was thick with frustration and failure. Damien stood near the fireplace, his jaw clenched so tight it ached, hands curled into fists at his sides. The ambush was supposed to end Marco. They had planned everything down to the second, every angle covered, every escape route cut off. And still, he survived. Their men weren’t just beaten. They were slaughtered. It was more than a loss. It was humiliation, and the weight of it sat heavy on Damien’s shoulders.Across the room, Isabella was pacing like a caged predator, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. The anger rolling off her was almost suffocating. She stopped suddenly, raking a hand through her dark hair, her breath coming in sharp bursts.“Unbelievable,” she spat, eyes burning as she turned toward Damien. “We had him. We fucking had him. And now look at us—sitting here like cowards while he reloads.” She took a step closer, voice slicing through the room. “
Last Updated: 2025-03-28
Chapter: Chapter 291MARCOThe city blurred past me as I drove, headlights cutting through the darkness. My fingers tapped against the steering wheel, slow, steady. My pulse didn’t spike. My breathing didn’t change. But inside, something cold settled in my chest.They really tried to kill me. Again.And I wasn’t surprised. That was the thing. It didn’t shock me. It didn’t make me pause. This life, this war, it only ended one way. You either take out the enemy, or they take you out. No in-between. No second chances. And last night? They took their shot. Sarah had to pull the trigger to survive. My wife. My unborn kid in the middle of it. Because of them.The Rossis thought they could take something from me. They thought they could shake me. And maybe years ago, I would’ve given them the benefit of the doubt. Maybe I would’ve given Damien Rossi a call, laid it out, given him a chance to fix it before I burned his whole fucking house down.But those days were gone.This wasn’t business anymore. It wasn’t neg
Last Updated: 2025-03-27
Chapter: Chapter 290MARCO I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Sarah sleep. The room was quiet, the kind of silence that felt heavier after a night like last night. The gunfire, the chaos, the blood. It was all still sitting on my chest, but none of it weighed more than the fact that Sarah had pulled the trigger. That she had to. She wasn’t built for this. I knew that from the beginning. But life didn’t care what someone was built for. It threw them into the fire anyway. And now, she was in too deep. I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling slowly. I didn’t like the way she looked even in sleep—tense, uneasy, like her body was still trying to fight off whatever threat it thought was coming next. I reached for my glass of water on the nightstand, taking a slow sip, keeping my eyes on her. Sarah shifted, her body stirring like she was fighting her way back to consciousness. Her eyes fluttered open, unfocused at first, then landing on me. “Morning,” I said, my voice quiet. She barely responded, j
Last Updated: 2025-03-26
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
Last Updated: 2023-11-16
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
Last Updated: 2023-11-16
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
Last Updated: 2023-11-16
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 19SELENEWhen I opened my eyes, the soft light in the room made me squint. Everything felt hazy, my head pounding faintly, my limbs heavy. For a moment, I didn’t even recognize where I was. Slowly, as my vision cleared, I realized I was in my room, lying on my bed.I tried to sit up, but my body protested, weak and sluggish. My mind scrambled to piece together what had happened. When did I fall asleep? The last thing I remembered was—Adrien.The argument. His cold, unyielding presence. The dizziness that had overwhelmed me. My body shutting down mid-protest. I pressed a hand to my forehead, wincing at the faint ache as the memory returned. He’d grabbed me, and I’d lost consciousness.I exhaled shakily, my gaze sweeping the room. That’s when I noticed it. A drip stand stood by the side of the bed, an IV attached to my arm. I stared at it, bewildered, and then noticed a small tray on the table nearby, lined with medical supplies I didn’t recognize.When did all of this get here?The door
Last Updated: 2025-01-10
Chapter: Chapter 18SELENEI sat on the edge of the bed for a moment longer, letting the anger simmer quietly beneath the surface. I wasn’t going to let Adrien get to me. Not anymore. Whatever he threw my way, I would deal with it. But I wouldn’t let it define me.With a shaky breath, I stood up and made my way to the bathroom. My drenched clothes felt suffocating, the weight of them a constant reminder of last night. I peeled them off slowly, my body protesting every movement. The warmth of the bathroom was a small comfort, the steam from the shower already starting to fill the room as I turned the water on.The hot spray hit my skin, and I let out a sigh of relief. It was like washing away the remnants of the night—the rain, the cold, the humiliation. I stood there for a while, letting the water cascade over me, hoping it would take some of the exhaustion with it.But then it hit me—an eerie, bone-deep tiredness that seemed to creep into every part of me. My head began to pound, sharp and piercing, lik
Last Updated: 2025-01-10
Chapter: Chapter 17SELENEThe chill of the evening air clung to me as I stood frozen on the doorstep, staring at the closed door. My heart felt like it had been ripped from my chest and left to shatter on the cold, unwelcoming ground. He really did it. He threw me out. He wasn’t bluffing, wasn’t making an empty threat to scare me into submission. Adrien had made good on his word, and now here I was—locked outside, alone, like a discarded piece of trash.I clenched my arms around myself, the reality sinking in like a sharp blade to my ribs. This was my life now. This was what it meant to be with him. How had I let it come to this?The evening sky above was painted with shades of fading light, a soft pink bleeding into muted gray as the sun dipped further below the horizon. I stared at it, trying to focus on anything other than the heavy ache in my chest. The colors were beautiful, serene even, but they felt like a mockery of my turmoil.Tears pricked at the edges of my eyes, but I swallowed hard, refusin
Last Updated: 2025-01-10
Chapter: Chapter 16SELENEThe silence in the car was unbearable, thick with tension so palpable I felt like I was suffocating. I stared out the window, the world outside a blur as I tried to keep myself together. My heart pounded relentlessly, my chest tight with a storm of emotions I couldn’t untangle. Adrien sat beside me, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly I thought it might snap under the pressure. His jaw was clenched, the muscle there ticking in rhythm with his barely restrained fury.I bit down on the inside of my cheek, hard enough to taste blood, willing myself to stay silent. I wanted to speak, to demand an explanation for his behavior, to yell at him for humiliating me in front of everyone, but the knot in my throat was too tight.The tension in the car was stifling, pressing down on me like a weight I couldn’t escape. I could feel Adrien’s anger radiating off him, sharp and suffocating, and I hated that it was aimed at me. My chest ached with frustration, with anger of my own,
Last Updated: 2025-01-09
Chapter: Chapter 15SELENEThe mirror in front of me reflected someone I barely recognized. My makeup was light, understated, but it did its job of hiding the restlessness that swirled inside me. I pressed my lips together, dabbed on a final touch of gloss, and smoothed the fabric of my dress for what felt like the hundredth time. With a resigned sigh, I grabbed my bag.This was my life now. A performance.When I reached the car park, Adrien was already inside the car, his face lit by the glow of his phone. His expression hardened the moment he looked up and saw me walking toward him. He didn’t even try to mask his irritation. Classic Adrien.I opened the passenger door, slid in, and before I could even settle into my seat, his sharp tone greeted me.“What took you so long?” His voice was low, clipped, and heavy with annoyance. “I gave you thirty minutes. You took almost an hour. I hate waiting.”I exhaled slowly and turned to face him. His perfectly tailored suit, his cool composure—everything about him
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Chapter: Chapter 14SELENEAt had been a few minutes since Adrien walked out yet I still stood frozen in place, staring at the door as if it could give me answers to what had just happened. My skin still burned where his lips had brushed against my neck, and I hated it—hated the way my body had betrayed me.That damn moan.I squeezed my eyes shut, mortified at the memory. A sound I hadn’t even realized I’d made, a sound that had wiped the smug look off Adrien’s face for just a moment before it returned, tenfold.I shook my head, pacing the room as I replayed the scene over and over in my mind. How had I let him get to me like that? Why did my body react in a way that made him think he’d won?“You’re pathetic,” I muttered under my breath, scolding myself. “He must’ve loved that.”The thought of Adrien smirking to himself, reliving the moment I’d lost control, made my stomach turn. I couldn’t let him think he had any power over me—not over my mind and definitely not over my body.But even as I told myself
Last Updated: 2025-01-07
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