Bought By The Devil In Suit
“Five million dollars may have bought my chains, but it didn’t buy my loyalty — and it definitely didn’t buy my heart.
I never dreamed my life would come down to a transaction of five million dollars. But my father’s betrayal puts me at the mercy of Adrian Costa, the ruthless Sicilian, head of Cosa Nostra whose name makes the mafia world quake with fear. Including me.
He bought me in an auction saying he saved me, but did he? He is dark and dangerous, more dangerous because I have done underhanded work against him using my hacker identity, CIPHER.
I swear that I will escape his gilded cage.
Each of our battles ignites a deadly game of power and lust, while resisting him might just cost me everything.
As secrets unravel and Adrian’s enemies close in, I find myself faced with the ultimate dilemma: Will I fight for my freedom, or will the king I hate become the one man I cannot live without?
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“You think you can outrun me, Elena? You're wearing my ring on your finger.”
I don’t flinch, meeting his gaze with defiance. “So what? I don’t belong to you.”
He leans in, his lips brushing against my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. “You don’t, yet. But I can make you. Do you want that?"
I swallow hard, my pulse racing. “Don’t flatter yourself.”
Adrian chuckles darkly, his hand lingering on my waist. “Trust me, I’m not the one who needs to be flattered.”
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# Dark Mafia Romance
#18+
#Hacker Female Lead and Italian Mafia Lord
# Touch her you die
#Marriage contract
# He falls first
#Fast Paced
#Strong FL and ML
#A Not so cute Pet (Oh he is cute. Don't go by his looks)
#HEA
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Chapter: Mia Moglie (My wife)ADRIAN'S POVI slip my hand behind her head and gently free her long wild tangled tresses that she hasn’t combed. She has the most luscious dark hair, resembling one of the girls in Sophia’s storybook—what was the name--Ah Moana!Creamy skin, not a speck of makeup on her face, thin arched eyebrows, high and defined cheekbones that gives her a regal air, yet they soften with the gentle roundness of her face. Her lips are full and kissable, and the tiny beauty spot on her upper lips is God’s own work.Every expression she makes only enhances her beauty.She’s all natural and untamed, straight out of one’s imagination.Her eyes stayed locked on mine, unlike others who can’t maintain eye contact with me for more than a few seconds hers are showing all types of expressions from fear to astonishment to anger.Gosh, such expressive eyes.It’s distressing to smell my products on her other than her sweet soft fragrance. Distressing but sensual.“If you are done staring get off me. You are heav
Last Updated: 2025-02-11
Chapter: FIGHTING FOR LIFEELENA’S POVI swallow. I’m not sure if it’s the man making me nervous or the papers, which makes no sense. And him glaring at me with those blue eyes instead of answering isn’t helping either. “Are you going to explain, or am I expected to read your mind?” “What is there to explain? I’m sure you can read.” He takes a step toward me, and I retreat mine, willing my legs not to shake. “Marriage between you and me? You see that—how it sounds? A B S U R D.” “It’s either that or you go back to Markel. And trust me, you don’t want to find out what he will do to you.” The back of my knees hit the chair. His arm snakes around my waist, catching me. “Have you heard of Ravens?” I nod. Who doesn’t know about the five deadly mafia lords who rule the world with an iron fist? And I know he is one of them. Lorenzo once tried to set me up with one of the Ravens at a party, but they are like gods, aristocrats. That guy didn’t even bother to look at me or Lorenzo, like we were invisible. That n
Last Updated: 2025-02-05
Chapter: The morning afterELENA’S POVPoke. Poke. Poke.The sun is warm on my face, I can feel the light. But there is something poking my cheek. I swat it thrice, but it keeps repeating. There’s a soft fragrance of cherry blossom, mixed with something musky. Hmm… calming. A soft growl. Next to me. I pull the blankets higher and snuggle. No more Lorenzo. No more dusty house. Just me and my freedom. My first morning in Japan. A loud roar happens close to me, shaking the earth. My eyes fly open. I bolt up straight only to see a white furry monster sitting by my feet. Panic grips me. “Don’t scream. Ghost doesn’t like it.” My head snaps at the little girl standing next to me. My mouth closes shut. No scream leaves. Sophie is still in her PJs, carrying bed hair and morning blush on her cheeks. “Good morning, aunty.” She gives me a surprise peck on my cheek. I recall Adrian returning to my room with Alex and— I scramble down from the bed to check myself. I’m still wearing the same flimsy clothes from the
Last Updated: 2025-02-04
Chapter: Rightfully belongs to whom?ADRIAN POVShe forces her drowsy eyes to flutter open, fighting against the sedative and scratching the back of my hand with her blunt nails. Does she ever give up a fight? Her weak attempt stirs something inside my dead heart that I can’t figure out what it is. Something fierce. Something protective. Dark.“Check her,” I order Alex when she falls asleep, her hands going limp. I pull the covers down and rub the glaring red needle marks on her neck. Markel uses drugs on the girls he auctions to keep them docile for his clients when they do dirty stuff, which either turns them into addicts or kills them within a year. Alex checks her eyes, mutters something, and samples her blood, all the while giving me a look. “Just ask.” “You never bring home the woman you want to fuck.” His tone states he is confused. I don’t bring my woman here because I have a child living here. Can’t let her see or hear things. “Who said I want to fuck her?” Maybe I do. She’s an ethereal beauty. When I saw her
Last Updated: 2025-02-03
Chapter: The Gilded CageELENA'S POVHe doesn’t bother coming after me to the balcony. Now I understand why. The mansion is built on a cliff surrounded by the sea. The only way out of the mansion is the way we came in from.Motherfucker.I’m not jumping from here, I have revenge to take… from everyone who bid for me at the auction, the fat guy whose hand he chopped.Markel.Lorenzo.And Adrian...I come back to the room, meeting his knowing eyes as I pick the coat off the floor, cover myself again, and sit down at the desk.Big blue eyes glare at me. “That was your attempt one. Next attempt, I’ll throw you into Ghost’s dungeon where he will rip the flesh off your body.”“You cannot keep me here forever.”“Let’s make one thing clear,” he grabs my ankle and lifts it. “You belong to me now. That means you follow my rules.”“And if I don’t?”I bite my lips as he presses around the deep cut on my sole.“Then you’ll learn why no one defies me.” The servant knocks on the door and comes in with a bowl of warm water an
Last Updated: 2025-01-07
Chapter: Uncle AdyBack to PresentADRIAN POV “W-Why my hands? Do you have an obsession with chopping hands?”Her instinct is clearly to refuse because of what happened at the auction. Can’t exactly blame her. When I planned to go to the auction, I sure as fuck didn’t think she’d be one of the women getting auctioned.And certainly didn’t plan to bring her to my place. But it was either let her be taken by one of those men or bring her here.Why I did that? The answer is crystal clear. Our little past. It stirs a memory within me. So letting her be taken by someone else wasn’t an option at all.Reluctantly, she holds out her hands, trembling. I slice through the ropes, my blade cutting cleanly, exposing the angry red marks on her pale skin.“You’re not tied anymore,” I rub the red marks. “But don’t mistake that for freedom. You run, and I’ll find you. And next time, I won’t be lenient.”She glares at me. “Lenient? That’s what you call cutting off someone’s hand?”“Would you rather I left you at the auct
Last Updated: 2025-01-07
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