His Shadowed Desires
Beneath the charming harbor town of New Haven lies a world ruled by kingpins—where empires rise and fall, love is a dangerous game, and betrayal exists in every corner.- Tag
Cassandra Reed is no stranger to survival. Between being an underground deliveryman, waitress by day, and stripping at The Velvet Mirage by night, her life is a delicate balance of secrets and sacrifices—all for the sake of her mother’s medical bills. But one fateful night, everything changes. A mysterious man ends up dead in her arms, and Cassandra becomes the prime suspect in a murder that pulls her into the dark, dangerous underworld of New Haven’s mafia elite.
Alexander Wolfe is cold, calculating, and determined to avenge his family’s downfall. Cassandra might hold the key to uncovering the conspiracy that threatens his empire, but her defiance and vulnerability stir something he thought he’d buried long ago. As the walls between captor and captive crumble, a deadly game of trust, betrayal, and passion begins.
Together, they unravel a web of secrets tied to a stolen ledger, corrupt politicians, and a rival mafia boss with a thirst for domination. But as enemies close in, Cassandra must make an impossible choice: sacrifice her freedom to protect the man who’s captured her heart or risk everything to take down the woman who destroyed her life.
In this world, love is dangerous, loyalty is deadly, and power comes at a price.
Can two fractured hearts survive a war built on vendetta? Or will their love be consumed by the shadows of desire?
Perfect for fans of dark romance and thrilling mafia story, His Shadowed Desires delivers unexpected twists, unforgettable characters, and a love story forged in the least likely of places. Prepare to be captivated until the very last page.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 8: A SEND-OFF PARTY. ALEXANDER'S POV“I hate to be a party pauper, Miss Distraction,” I said, advancing to her retreating body, “that is our cue to leave, especially as that might be your escape party too.”“First of all, there's no such thing as ‘our’...“Second part?" I questioned impatiently. Inasmuch as I trust my men to handle whatever situation was going out there, I had no time for her games. I wasn't about to let her leave, especially as that gunshot might be her people returning to get her. “Wha–" she stammered. She had an anxious and drowsy look on her face. I waved the Glock in my hands around her face to remind her of the power I wield here. “I didn't kill him. I am not with anyone. There's no such thing as my escape party." She said finally. "Makes it easy for both of us.” I smirked, spreading my hands in the air, as though in a gesture of her running into them for a hug. “No, I won't go,” she responded, just as the wine bottle was flying in my direction. Before I could dunk, it crashed
Last Updated: 2025-03-03
Chapter: CHAPTER SEVEN: HER INFLUENCE ALEXANDER’S POVHeaven knows how pissed I am that Marcus is dead. I was just thanking whichever God was up there, when one of my spies informed me of his appearance in town. Velvet Mirage. The most unlikely place to see my high and mighty step brother. He always had his lackies do his dirty job. I have whatever brought him from his hiding place, to thank for. Taking note of my environment while bidding time with approaching my brother, I saw her. Nothing spectacular about her but she had this fire with the way she didn't give a damn at the glances thrown at her. It was almost as though she was throwing the middle finger at their faces. I love her spirit. I watched as she followed Ricardo almost immediately as she got in, into his office, and returned later with the usual waitress uniform on. I didn't see that coming. This only tells me one thing, she's also a stripper. All waitresses in Velvet Mirage are well known strippers. I am guessing she just got scolded for coming late. I t
Last Updated: 2025-02-28
Chapter: CHAPTER SIX: HE'S GONE MAD! Cassandra's POV "Make me understand what happened here once more." Alexander finally said, after a long pause since he closed the door. His quiet demeanour only unnerved me further. He looked like he would lose his cool any moment if I hesitated. Without thinking, I recounted all that happened stating my fear of being assaulted that resulted in me bringing out the pen knife. I was careful enough not to talk about the courier discussion. Nothing prepared me for what he said next. "Strip." "What-" "You didn't strip for him, if I am correct. You would have never ended up here if you weren't paid-" "I wasn't paid. I was returning a favour." I retorted sharply. "Aha, a favour it is then. You haven't returned the favour yet. You can start with it now. His hands are by himself, and I won't be touching you either." I became sick to my stomach. The rumours about him being cold were true. I'd add that he's psychotic. He actually wants me to strip in front of him and a dead m
Last Updated: 2025-02-28
Chapter: CHAPTER FIVE: A TRAP IN THE DARKMy breath came in sharp, shallow bursts as I stared at Marcus's lifeless body, the pool of blood around him spreading like ink on a parchment.I hadn't done this. I couldn’t have done this. Could I?A jolt of panic coursed through me, snapping me out of my frozen state. I backed away, my gaze darting around the room. The shadows on the walls seemed alive, coming closer to me. I needed to think, to move, but my legs felt like lead.Get out. Now.The thought screamed in my head, and suddenly, I was moving. I turned on my heel and stumbled toward the door, my heart hammering so loudly I could barely hear the sound of my own footsteps. My mind raced. Someone had killed Marcus.Someone else was in that room, watching me.As I reached for the doorknob, my eyes caught a glint of something on Marcus's wrist. A bracelet—or no, an emblem. It was black and silver, a wolf's head snarling in mid-roar, etched into the metal. The sight of it sent a chill down my spine.The Wolfe Syndicate.A sickeni
Last Updated: 2024-12-08
Chapter: CHAPTER FOUR: UNEXPECTED TURN OF EVENTS The door to Marcus Wayne’s private room creaked open, and I stepped inside hesitantly. My heels clicked against the hardwood floor, a sound that felt deafening in the suffocating silence. The dim light cast long shadows across the elegant yet eerie room, with its heavy drapes and dark leather furniture. Every instinct screamed at me to turn around, to walk out of this mess, but I couldn’t. My boss’s warning echoed in my mind."A favor for a favor is how things are run," he’d said, his tone leaving no room for argument.Marcus sat in a chair by the fireplace, the flames casting an eerie glow on his sharp features. His dark eyes fixed on me as if he could read every thought I was desperately trying to conceal. The corners of his mouth curled into a faint, almost predatory smile.I wrapped the coat tightly around my body instinctively. I only had my briefs for stripping on, as I wanted to get the job done as quickly as I could. “Sit,” he said, gesturing to the chair opposite him.I hesi
Last Updated: 2024-12-08
Chapter: CHAPTER THREE: A FAVOR FOR A FAVORRicardo’s silence was louder than the bass thrumming through the club. I stared at him, silently pleading for a miracle, but his shoulders sagged under Olivia Steele’s hawk-like glare.“Are you going to let this slide, Ricardo?” Olivia asked with barely restrained anger. “Do you really want to test my patience tonight?”“Ms. Steele,” Ricardo began, his voice measured, almost desperate. “I can’t afford to lose you as a patron. You know that. But Cassie is—”“Expendable,” Olivia interrupted, brushing off his weak defense. “You can replace her with someone competent by tomorrow. I don’t want excuses.”I felt my chest tighten as humiliation burned in my cheeks. My job wasn’t glamorous, but it was mine. Losing it over one stupid mistake? It wasn’t fair.“Ricardo,” I said, stepping forward, my voice trembling but determined. “Please, let me fix this. I’ll pay for the dress. I’ll—”“Pay for my dress? Is that a joke? Olivia snapped, her icy gaze locking on me. “Wait, you serve drinks and what
Last Updated: 2024-12-08
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