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A 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 : 2024-10-29A 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 : 2024-10-29A 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 : 2024-10-29A 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 : 2024-10-29A 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 : 2024-10-29A 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 : 2024-10-31A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Her Smile
Vincenzo Dante Volkov;The soft smile lighting up her face was utterly enchanting as I handed her a cup of coffee. She bit her lower lip, her cheeks turning a shade as red as ripe tomatoes. “Good morning,” I murmured, brushing a kiss over her forehead, and she chuckled, her blush deepening.“I know I messed things up yesterday… I’m really sorry.” She pouted, her gaze dropping to the floor. “Are you mad at me?” she asked softly, her voice almost a whisper. I shook my head, pulling her close.“Of course not,” I reassured her, feeling her arms tighten around my waist, as though she were seeking shelter in my embrace.Her voice came out barely above a murmur. “When are you leaving for work?”I leaned in, a smirk tugging at my lips. “I’m not going to work today,” I said, watching her eyes light up with surprise. “Instead, we’re going out. Just you and me.”"Really? But I thought..." she started, uncertainty flashing across her face.I put a finger to her lips, silencing her. "Don’t worry,
Last Updated : 2024-11-01
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A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD The Tattoo
Victoria Bella Washington;“Are you alright, babe?” I asked, pouring him a glass of orange juice. “Didn’t know Mafia men were prone to tears…”He scoffed, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. “Oh, please... I’m still human, you know.” He took a sip, clearly trying to regain his composure.Curious, I leaned in. “What’s the family tattoo like?”He shrugged nonchalantly, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes. “Nothing special... Just a few random words and designs. It’s got no real meaning.”“Liar,” I teased, but before he could protest, Cassandra appeared, stepping onto the balcony with a graceful air.“What a view…” she murmured, gazing down at the city below. “The Volkov family tattoo is legendary. Many would kill to be marked by it.” She turned to me, her grip gentle as she took my hands in hers. “You have a beautiful soul, Victoria. And you’re more than welcome to join this family. Now, let’s get you your tattoo.”"Be careful, honey," Vincenzo warned as we left, his voice g
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Just Dinner!
Vincenzo Dante Volkov;I had every intention of skipping dinner, and I told my mother as much. But, as usual, her tears and dramatic pleas were impossible to ignore. Somehow, she even managed to drag Little Mouse into it, who gently insisted we should go.And now, here I am, sitting amidst the Volkovs, feeling like an outsider in my own family. My gaze drifted to my father, his expression unreadable as he silently worked through his plate.“Vince, aren’t you eating? I spent hours cooking this meal for everyone,” my mother said softly, her hand squeezing my shoulder.I glanced at her, expecting my father to speak—maybe a snide remark, a glare, anything to remind me of my unwelcome presence. Instead, he remained silent.“Thank you, Ma,” I replied with a forced smile. She leaned in to kiss my cheek before taking her seat again.“How’s your company doing, Vince? I’ve been hearing a lot about Prime Estates lately,” Lorenzo piped up, his tone light but probing.Before I could respond, my mo
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD A mother's Love
Vincenzo Dante Volkov:“Woah… This is a total mess. How do you plan all this?” Little Mouse questioned, climbing onto my lap. I smiled and pressed a soft kiss to her neck.“Easy, sweetheart. Just get to know them, their weak points… straight. Why do you ask? Want to be a Donna? A little Mafia queen?” I teased.She laughed, sliding off my lap and sitting on the couch, a glint of curiosity in her eyes.“Would it be wrong? I mean, there isn’t much Donna in Russia, you know.”I raised an eyebrow. “Is this a joke, or are you serious? Women never take these things seriously…”“Ah, come on, Vee. Women are the best at this kind of thing. We don’t need to act like you people,” she said, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. Then, she shifted, leaning forward slightly. “So, who are the ones in the game? The real players?”I let out a short breath, thinking about how much I should reveal.“You know my elder brother, Nikolai? His one was a pretty damn good Donna. Had a reputation for silencing
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Their Downfall
Vincenzo Dante Volkov;The sleek black car rolled into De Stefano’s Empire, the hum of the engine cutting through the air like a blade. As we approached the main entrance, my driver guided us into the exclusive parking area, where only those who mattered dared to leave their vehicles.I leaned back, my lips curling into a smirk. This building, this empire they clung to so desperately, was about to crumble. Their arrogance would soon be replaced by chaos, and I couldn’t wait to be the one to light the match.The driver stepped out first, walking around to open my door. I emerged, adjusting my jacket as my polished shoes hit the pavement. The sun gleamed off my suit, the kind of sharp tailoring that made people stop and stare.Beside me, Little Mouse stepped out quietly. She didn’t need to say anything—her calm presence said enough.Whispers filled the air like electricity.“Wait… is that—?”“No way. That’s Vincenzo Volkov!”The murmurs grew louder as faces appeared at windows and doors
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD The De Stefano
BRIAN DE STEFANO;My brother and I had a simple philosophy: we got what we wanted, no matter the cost. Whether it was eliminating obstacles or buying our way into power, we didn’t play by the rules. My current obsession? Vincenzo Volkov. He’s cocky, self-assured, and walks around like he’s untouchable. But he has no idea what’s coming for him—fast, ruthless, and devastating.Friday nights were sacred—Before Club nights. It wasn’t your average hangout. Only the elite, the dangerous, and the connected could step foot inside. Membership required more than wealth or power; it demanded a golden card, an exclusive badge of loyalty. My best friend, Desmond Troy, finally earned his. We’d been brothers in arms for over two decades. Desmond was rich, infamous in the corporate world, and, on the surface, the cool-headed owner of a top modeling agency. But beneath the facade? A ruthless, cold-blooded monster who thrived on chaos.Desmond was the kind of man who should’ve been locked up, guarded b
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD How It Started
VINCENZO DANTE VOLKOVThe team set out the next day as planned. Venom, Logan, and Dee would handle the house invasion, while Freddy and I were tasked with visiting the De Stefano empire, known for their renowned beauty products.Lucian De Stefano built the empire from scratch. Initially, he was just a marketing strategist, offering innovative ideas for product management. Rumor had it that during his two years working for the Beauty House Empire, he contributed enough valuable information and unique cosmetics combinations to significantly boost sales. However, his boss silently stole his ideas, presenting them as his own.The truth was finally exposed in a high-stakes meeting attended by product managers, the board of directors, and the CEO. Lucian’s cunning boss, Timothy, always ensured Lucian accompanied him to meetings, where he’d rehearse Lucian’s explanations and confidently present them as his own. But one day, Timothy’s façade crumbled.During a presentation aimed at marketing
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Make Them Pay
VINCENZO DANTE VOLKOVI had just left the towering warehouse complex when a little mouse scurried into my plans—Victoria. She was on a mission with Juliet, and knowing her penchant for simplicity wrapped in elegance, I had already laid out her outfit: a crisp white skirt, a blue blouse, matching gladiator sandals, and a white purse. The perfect blend of sophistication and subtlety.As I handed the driver instructions to take her to Venom's place, I chose my own ride for the day—a sleek, 2024 black Bugatti. It had been a while since I'd unleashed one of my beauties, and the raw power beneath my hands felt exhilarating.The drive to the warehouse was short, thanks to the Bugatti’s untamed speed. My men were already waiting, their faces grim with anticipation. Today wasn’t about small moves; we were strategizing the collapse of the De Stefano empire. Their stocks, shares, and strongholds—all of it would crumble.“Logan,” I called out as we descended into the meeting room. Time wasn’t on
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD More Pressing Matters
VICTORIA BELLA WASHINGTON;Listening to Juliet recount her past, I realized pain and suffering can indeed come in forms far greater than my own. She had borne and raised her child entirely alone, abandoned by the father who should have been her partner in this journey. Worse still, the father wasn’t just any man—he was her handler, the CEO of the agency where she worked.And as if that betrayal wasn’t cruel enough, he’d gone further—assaulting her in front of her five-year-old child. The thought alone made my blood boil. How deranged could this ex-boss be? He was undoubtedly out there, searching for her, determined to finish what he started. Little did he know Juliet wasn’t alone anymore. She had allies now—people who cared and who would fight for her.“I need to pick Annabelle up from school,” Juliet said gently. “Please don’t think I’m trying to rush you out. You’re welcome to come with me or wait at the park nearby—whatever works for you.”Her tone was considerate, almost apologeti
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD The Will Pay
VICTORIA BELLA WASHINGTON;Vincenzo and I already discussed it—not really a conversation, but I made him aware that I would be going over to Julie's, which is practically Venom's house. It was time I carried out my part of the job: getting all kinds of information from Juliet.That morning, I woke up as early as 7 a.m. I treated myself to a nice warm bubble bath. I played with the bubbles a bit before thoroughly scrubbing every part of my body. For some reason, I wanted to glow even brighter today. Vincenzo was about to leave the room the moment I went in for my bath, so I doubted he would still be in the bedroom. So, I rinsed the soap off my hair and body, walked out of the bathtub, dried my body, and walked to my dressing table, bare.The manual dryer worked on my hair as I spent a few minutes trying to perfectly dry it. Next, I went for my lotion—Vincenzo's, for some reason I couldn’t resist the fragrance of it. I applied it all over my body, then used the facial cream and every ot
