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 316MARCOThe city was already buzzing by the time I stepped into the club. Word had spread like it always did when there was fire involved. Loud. Messy. Unavoidable. The warehouse attack I sent Gio on didn’t just go up in smoke, it sent the exact message I wanted it to, just the one we wanted out there.I kept my head down as I moved past the crowd. Familiar faces, familiar noise. A few of my guys were already drinking like nothing happened, laughing like we hadn’t just made the loudest move in weeks. All part of the script. They were playing their roles. I was about to play mine.I slid into the usual booth in the back. Dark corner. Good view of the whole room. I threw my coat beside me and knocked on the table once. Bartender looked over, already moving.“Double,” I said when he got close, tapping the glass down like I needed it more than air. “And don’t stop unless I say.”Tony was leaning against the wall by the booth, arms crossed, eyes scanning the floor. He always looked like he w
Last Updated: 2025-04-23
Chapter: Chapter 315MARCOThe room was quiet. Real quiet. The kind where you can hear someone blink. Denis sat across from me, hands on his knees, eyes low. Petrov leaned against the wall, arms crossed, jaw clenched. Tony stood by the window, one hand in his pocket, the other tapping the frame like he couldn’t stand still.I didn’t say much. I just stared at Denis. Made him squirm a little. He knew what was expected.“You can start talking,” I finally said.His head jerked up like I pulled him out of a bad dream. He looked at each of us. Then down again.“Alright,” he muttered. “I’ll talk.”He took a breath. Then it all started pouring out.“Marcel’s base isn’t at the club. That’s just his face. The real spot’s a compound in the industrial zone, the one behind the fake textile plant. Everything happens there. The trucks, the drops, the meetings.”I didn’t move. I kept watching him. Trying to see if he was holding anything back.“There’s a basement setup. Clean. Sealed. That’s where he’s keeping her. Sara
Last Updated: 2025-04-22
Chapter: Chapter 314MARCELThe city looked soft from up here. All that noise, all that movement, and still, it bowed. I stood at the window in my suite, cup in hand, nothing but silence around me. That was the kind of power I liked. Quiet. Steady. It meant everything was still running how I wanted it.The espresso was hot, bitter, smooth. Just how I liked it. The robe hung loose on my shoulders. I didn’t need armor in my own kingdom. Marco was definitely out there throwing tantrums, yelling into the wind, kicking at doors no one opened. He thought if he made enough noise, something would shake loose. But that’s all it was, noise. His people were scrambling. Mine were planted.I set the cup down as I went to freshen up. I had a meeting to attend. The new head of the Rossi family.. young, loud, trying to act like he had his brother's shoes on, but everyone in the room could see the fit was wrong. He needed to be reminded who still ran the rhythm of this city.I picked a black suit. Simple. Heavy fabric. N
Last Updated: 2025-04-21
Chapter: Chapter 313MARCOI stared at the dartboard across the room. Three darts were stuck in it. One near the bullseye, two scattered like they were thrown without care. I hadn’t touched it in a week. Didn’t feel like playing games. Not until we had something real.The room was quiet, just the sound of the coffee pot clicking under the small warmer. I poured myself a cup, black, no sugar. I needed to stay sharp. Petrov said he had gotten Denis, I could feel it. Something about tonight told me this was it. This was the closest I had been to getting Sarah back.I cracked my knuckles and leaned on the edge of the table, still staring at that board. One dart for Denis. One for Marcel. One for Isabella. That last one would get replaced soon, maybe with a blade. I smiled at that thought.A knock came at the door. I didn’t even turn around.“Yeah?”It was one of the guys from the main floor. “Boss. Petrov’s back. He says he’s downstairs. Dungeon.”I took one more sip of coffee and nodded. “Alright. Let’s go s
Last Updated: 2025-04-20
Chapter: Chapter 312PETROVThe engine was quiet, but I still kept my foot light on the brake. Sitting in an unmarked black car in the middle of a warehouse lot at night ain’t glamorous. It’s cold, it’s slow, and you’ve gotta know how to sit in silence without letting it eat you up.Gio sat beside me, chewing on a toothpick. He didn’t say much. That’s why I liked him. Good eyes, sharper hands. One of Marco’s quiet soldiers, but sharp enough to make noise when it counted.I flicked the ash of my cigarette out the half-cracked window. The smoke stayed low inside the car, curling slow, the way my thoughts moved when I was on a tail. We weren’t here to guess. We were here to read the pattern.“He’s in there,” I muttered. “Warehouse across the lot. Denis. Carrying a duffel. No escort.”Gio nodded once. Didn’t need to speak. He knew what that meant. For a guy like Denis, showing up solo? Out of place. Logistics men don’t walk around without backup unless they’re doing something they ain’t supposed to.“Somethin
Last Updated: 2025-04-19
Chapter: Chapter 311ISABELLAI needed to see Sarah. Needed to look into her eyes and knock that calm out of her face. I was sick of hearing the guards say she wasn’t making trouble. That she wasn’t even flinching. That she just sat there like she was above all of this.Like this place wasn’t real to her.I walked down to the basement. Two guards at her door stood straight when I showed up. One of them moved to unlock it.“Open it,” I said. My voice didn’t shake.The door creaked and I stepped inside.She was sitting by the window. Again. Her back to the door. Same white T-shirt. Same silent attitude. Like she didn’t even hear me come in.That alone made my jaw clench.I shut the door myself and crossed the room, slow. Waiting for her to move. Say something. Look at me.She didn’t.“You’re quiet,” I said.No answer.“Still dreaming, huh? You think he’s coming for you?”Nothing. She didn’t even turn her head.I walked right behind her chair.“He doesn’t even still know where you are,” I said. “And if he di
Last Updated: 2025-04-18
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
Last Updated: 2024-05-15
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
Last Updated: 2023-11-16
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
Last Updated: 2025-01-08
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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