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A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Every Part Of You
VINCENZO VOLKOV;Watching my little mouse sleep was a twisted kind of beauty, almost too perfect. Fragile, delicate—she's nothing more than a toy waiting to be broken. Sweet? Sure, but that’s just the mask she wears. Small enough to crush, but still foolish enough to think she can resist. I couldn’t let my little mouse scurry off with any wild ideas, so I threw her over my shoulder like the helpless thing she is and dragged her back to the house. Chains fit her well, don’t they? They keep her trapped, exactly where she belongs.She doesn’t need much—bedroom, bathroom, maybe the dressing room if I feel generous.Creatures like her need control. And I’m the one who’ll handle her with the perfect balance of cruelty and care."Argh..." she groaned, tossing in bed, her body betraying the panic she hadn’t fully embraced yet. Slowly, she sat up, her eyes locking on me before she flinched, shrinking back like a trapped animal."Good morning, little mouse," I greeted her, stepping closer to th
Last Updated : 2024-10-23A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD AT MY MERCY
VINCENZO VOLKOV;"Come sit, Little Mouse." I tapped my lap, watching her defiance flare in her eyes as she glared at me. She hesitated, swallowing hard, but the chains on her ankles clinked as she shuffled toward me. When she finally reached me, she sat down, her body stiff, squirming as if the very idea of touching me made her skin crawl. "Uncomfortable, are we?" I smiled, running my fingers through her hair. "Open your mouth."I lifted a spoonful of chicken soup to her lips. She hesitated, then took it, swallowing mechanically, her eyes darting away from mine as she sniffled."How is it?" I asked softly, though I already knew she wouldn't respond. Silence. Just as I expected. "Ah... so you don't like it," I mused, pushing the plate away with a flick of my wrist. "Such a shame." Reaching into my pocket, I pulled out the key to her chains, the metallic clink echoing in the room as I unlocked them. Her wrists and ankles were free, for now."Come with me." My voice was low, commandi
Last Updated : 2024-10-23A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD A walk With Him
VICTORIA WASHINGTON;It took me two long, agonizing days to come to terms with my reality—trapped in the same room as a psychopath. The same man who had shoved me into a freezing pool was also the one nursing me back to health with hot soups and making sure I didn’t fall sick. The contradiction was mind-boggling.Now, here I was, trying to fit into his twisted world. I sat on his lap, helpless, as he fed me. Every time I licked my lips, he'd lean in closer, stealing a taste, like some wild animal with no concept of boundaries.“Stop staring, Little Mouse,” he rasped in my ear, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine. “I’m all yours.” I blinked, realizing I’d been gawking at him the whole time, lost in thought. But honestly, could you blame me?His face was dangerously captivating—sharp jawline, eyes that seemed to melt the coldest ice, and a look so perfect, he could’ve been carved by the gods themselves.“I wasn’t staring,” I lied, crossing my arms. He smirked and dropped the s
Last Updated : 2024-10-25A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Ride Me
VICTORIA WASHINGTON;I watched as Vincenzo addressed his employees, and I couldn’t help but shake my head. There was no way I could work for someone with an ego taller than Mount Everest.Just then, a stunning woman stepped forward, her skin glowing with a warm radiance that turned heads. "Hello, Mr. Volkov. I'm Juliet Taylor," she introduced herself with a graceful smile, extending her hand toward Vincenzo.I broke my silence, captivated. “You’re beautiful, Juliet.” Heads turned in my direction, surprised—I hadn’t commented on any of the other models who’d walked through the door, but something about Juliet was undeniably striking.“Oh, thank you… Mrs…?”“Mrs. Victoria,” I replied with a smile.Before Evelyn could speak, Vincenzo held up his hand, silencing her. His gaze fixed on Juliet, assessing her with a piercing look."Juliet, right?” he said, narrowing his eyes thoughtfully.“Yes, Juliet Taylor.”A slight smile curved his lips. “Well, I think we’ve just found our new model amba
Last Updated : 2024-10-26A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD My Precious Little Mouse
Vincenzo Dante Volkov;"No! Please... don’t kill me!" The man's desperate pleas filled the company parking lot, his voice trembling as he backed against a row of cars.Today had been going smoothly enough. Quiet, really. Until he made his fatal mistake—daring to touch her shoulder. My little Mouse. That small, reckless act alone was enough to seal his fate.I closed the space between us slowly, letting a dark smirk tug at the corner of my lips. "Who said I was going to shoot you?" I asked, my voice a dangerous murmur.The man’s eyes widened, dawning horror overtaking him. He wasn’t getting out of this.. “I swear on my life, I didn’t know she was your wife, boss! Please don’t... please!” He kept blabbering, his words turning into an incoherent mess. I was already losing patience. If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s pointless talking.I held out my hand, and Vernon immediately handed me the gun, a cold, dark weight in my palm. Without hesitation, I raised it and fired a shot strai
Last Updated : 2024-10-28A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD The Way I feel
Victoria Bella Washington; The morning sunlight streamed through the window, warming my face as I stirred, yawning and stretching away the last remnants of sleep. A dull ache pulsed in my head as I sat up, frowning slightly. I glanced over, realizing Vincenzo was already gone—undoubtedly off handling some empire-building task.Yesterday flashed through my mind, a vivid blur of heat and intensity. I remembered the way I clung to him, moving with reckless abandon, his hands possessively guiding me, his voice laced with a raw, husky command that made my whole body melt.After brushing my teeth, a quick workout, a shower, and some skincare, I felt awake and renewed. I slipped into a pair of denim shorts and one of Vincenzo's oversized shirts. His scent lingered in the fabric—warm, masculine, and slightly addictive. I caught myself smiling like an idiot, breathing it in as if it could hold me steady.Despite everything, a small part of me couldn’t shake a feeling of unease. Vince
Last Updated : 2024-10-28A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Cost Of Betrayal
Vincenzo Dante Volkov;I wanted my little mouse to experience a world far from her sheltered life, so I took her beyond the city’s limits, into a place where lives are gambled, fortunes are made, and innocence is just a memory.“Where are we going?” Victoria’s voice held a tremor as the trees thickened around us, her eyes darting into the shadows. I took her hand, feeling her pulse race beneath my fingers as she looked up at me, searching for something—assurance, maybe. Or a reason not to be afraid.“Calm down, little mouse. We’re almost there,” I murmured, placing a soft kiss on her forehead.We drove deeper into the forest until a massive iron gate appeared before us, towering in the middle of the thick trees. Guards stood on either side, watching us closely. This wasn’t just a hideout—it was a hidden city, built on power and loyalty.The gates creaked open, revealing rows of grand buildings and busy people moving with purpose. This was my empire—the heart of the underworld, where e
Last Updated : 2024-10-29A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Drunk Me
Victoria Bella Washington;I didn’t want to believe what I was seeing. Was Vincenzo Dante Volkov truly a madman hiding in a deceptively normal human body?Fear clenched around me like a vice, freezing my scream in my throat. My eyes stayed glued to the gruesome scene before me—a poor man, alive but helpless, being devoured by ravenous rats. Who would’ve guessed those tiny monsters could turn so vicious? Then again, a bucketful of them could become a force of terror.We sat in the secluded VVIP section of the bar, Vincenzo sipping his drink as if the horrific sight meant nothing. I sat beside him, numb. The pounding music faded around me as dread took over.Suddenly, my phone buzzed, and one glance at the caller ID sent a chill down my spine. I had to get far enough from Vincenzo to answer, so I excused myself and slipped into the ladies’ restroom.“What are you doing calling me right now?” I hissed, voice low. “I thought we agreed on calls only at night!”“Shut your damn mouth, Bella,
Last Updated : 2024-10-31
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A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD everything is going to be alright
Vincenzo Dante Volkov:“Mum!!! Mum!!!” I called out as I stepped inside the house.“What is it, Vince?” My mother’s voice came from the kitchen. I followed the sound and found her there.“Ma…”“Oh my boy… you came to visit!” She said, pulling me into a hug.“Ma, I need the truth, and I need it now. I won’t let this family destroy mine.” I paused, my voice hardening. “Did Dad have a hand in the deaths of Mr. Edward and Mrs. Katherine Arlington?”My mother raised an eyebrow, her face unreadable. “What are you talking about? No, of course not!”I clenched my jaw, frustration rising. “Ma! Don’t lie to me!”“Watch your mouth! Don’t you dare raise your voice at mum!” Lorenzo’s voice cut through the tension, his words sharp and harsh. I turned to face him, fury bubbling inside.“And what the hell do you care about a random family?” he sneered.“They’re not a random family,” I snapped, my anger flaring. “My wife’s family is not some random family!”"Why would your wife accuse us of killing he
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Something Is Wrong
Vincenzo Dante Volkov; The moment I stepped out of the room, the smell of scrambled eggs hit me. With the chef on leave, I couldn’t help but wonder who was cooking.I walked into the kitchen and froze when I saw her—my little mouse, making breakfast. Honestly, I had thought she left that night. I wasn’t expecting to see her here at all. Maybe... she was making breakfast for two?She was wearing my shirt, and from the back, she looked small, almost fragile, and somehow, even more adorable. It made my chest tighten, but I pushed the feeling down."Good morning," I greeted, sitting down at the table, watching her.She didn’t even glance at me, not a single acknowledgment. I sighed, frustration building inside me. I got up and walked over, trying to close the distance between us. "I'm sorry, but honestly, my family had nothing to do with your parents' deaths. I swear to you, I’m telling the truth.""I don’t want to talk about last night, Vincenzo!" she snapped, her voice cold, still refu
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD I'm Leaving
Victoria Bella Volkov;The drive to the house was cold. After they heated arguments we didn't talk again till we drove into the house. We both went upstairs at the same time, I was taking off my earrings before it all became overwhelming."Why didn’t you tell me your family had history with the Arlingtons?" I demanded, my voice shaking as tears threatened to spill."What are you talking about? You’re angry over some random family?" he snapped, his tone defensive."They’re not just some random family! No family is random. You, your family—every single one of you—is rotten to the core!""Then deal with it," he growled, his eyes cold. "You married me, didn’t you?""You don’t get it, do you?" I said, my voice breaking as I stared at him, my chest heaving with anger and pain."What are you even talking about?" he shot back, his brows furrowing in frustration. "Why are you so worked up about some random family?""They’re not random!" I shouted, the words ripping from me like a wound tearing
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD what is wrong with you?
Victoria Bella Volkov:I walked out of the house, tears streaming down my face. My chest felt heavy, the pain almost too much to bear.The Washington family would pay for the emptiness they had left in my heart. Every last one of them.After meeting with Charles Arlington—who’s basically my grandfather—we decided to run a DNA test. Deep down, I already knew the truth, but I needed the proof.Driving down the highway, I noticed a car trailing me. It had been there for a while.I tried to shake it off, brushing away my unease, and pressed harder on the gas.I turned on some music and started humming along, trying to calm myself.But as I kept driving down the highway, I noticed something—it wasn’t just one car anymore. When I finally left the highway, the first car sped up, trying to catch me. That’s when I knew something was wrong.My heart raced as I tightened my grip on the steering wheel. I quickly fastened my seatbelt, my mind running through options.The road to the house was quie
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD The Arlington Family
Victoria Bella Volkov;Three days. Three long, sleepless days, and all I could do was think. Piece things together. Let the truth gnaw at the edges of my sanity.The Washington family. How were they connected to me? To my parents? I didn’t just stumble upon the answer—it came crashing down like a wrecking ball, shattering everything I thought I knew.Do you want to know how I found out? Fine, but buckle up, because it’s not the kind of story that lets you sleep easy.The so-called “accident”? It wasn’t an accident. It wasn’t some tragic twist of fate. It was murder. Cold, calculated, and vicious. And the one who did it? The last person anyone would suspect.The house nanny.Yes, you heard me right. The woman who was supposed to protect us, care for us, look after me as a baby—she was the one who destroyed everything.And now you might be wondering, who the heck is the house nanny.Allow me to introduce you to the Washingtons.For years, I lived under their roof, ate at their table, an
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Finally!
Victoria Bella Volkov;“There’s no such thing!” I snapped into the phone, pacing the room. My words were directed at someone I trusted—someone outside the suffocating circle of Vincenzo and my adoptive parents. Not that the latter ever truly felt like family to begin with.“Look, I know I came from somewhere. I have roots,” I insisted, my voice trembling with frustration. “Check the hospital records. Dig deeper. Just…please, do something.”A heavy silence hung between us before they finally responded.“Alright, Bella. I’ll look into it, but I can’t promise anything,” they said cautiously. Then, as if an afterthought, their tone shifted. “Oh, and… I came across something. Something about your family. It might interest you.”My heart skipped. Something stirred. Hope? Or dread?The voice on the other end hesitated, as if weighing whether or not to tell me. “Bella, there was a report… an incident from years ago. A car crash. It matched the date and location near where you were found. I t
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Karaoke for the night
Vincenzo Dante Volkov;"Are you okay?" Little Mouse asked the moment she returned from the bathroom. My stress must have been written all over my face."Why were you using my laptop late last night?" I asked, trying to sound casual. Her eyebrows shot up."Nothing important... I was just checking something," she replied, brushing it off. I pulled her into a hug, needing the comfort more than I wanted to admit."I don’t know if I’m losing it or not," I confessed, the emotions I’d been bottling up starting to surface."It’s okay," she said softly, cupping my face in her hands. "You can talk to me. What’s troubling my tiger?"In that moment, as I looked into her eyes, I knew—I had married the right person.She led me toward the kitchen, her arm around me. "Let me make something for you," she offered with a warm smile. Then, as she started making coffee, she casually dropped a bombshell."I met my adopted mother and Marianne yesterday. They offered me money to leave you. A huge amount."He
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Who Is Standing In My Front?
Vincenzo Dante Volkov: The warm glow of the setting sun painted my office in shades of gold and orange, but I barely noticed it. My focus was on the reports in front of me—progress updates on the empire I had worked so hard to build.The door opened suddenly, and Christopher walked in. He didn’t knock, didn’t ask for permission, which meant only one thing: something important. He dropped a folder on my desk, his face pale but tight with anger.“You need to see this,” he said, his voice clipped.I glanced at him, then at the folder. Slowly, I leaned forward, flipping it open.The first few pages caught my attention immediately—photos of me. Taken from a distance, entering and leaving meetings, driving through familiar streets. Maps followed, my regular routes marked in thick red lines.“They’ve been following me,” I said flatly, my voice calm even though my chest tightened.Christopher nodded. “For months. But it gets worse.”He reached over, pulling out a few more papers. These were
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Take Over
Vincenzo Dante Volkov;I sat in my car, observing the chaos outside De Stefano's Empire. Reporters swarmed like vultures, capturing every second of the protest, while angry chants filled the air.To think this company once thrived, meeting society's needs with precision and innovation. But greed and arrogance brought them here. De Stefano thought he could eliminate me—a so-called “low-level gang member.” The fool underestimated me, and now, his empire crumbles.“Give us our money back!”“Give us our daughters back!”The protesters were relentless, hurling rotten tomatoes and eggs at the security guards and police who struggled to maintain order. Employees—those who hadn’t already abandoned ship—stood at the gates, apologizing profusely to the raging crowd, hoping to calm them.Pathetic.I decided it was time to spice things up.Pulling the door handle, I stepped out of the car, buttoning my blazer as I strode toward the gates. My presence was immediate; the crowd quieted slightly, the
