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Sold by her father to settle a debt, Tracey Luke finds herself at the mercy of the infamous Mafia King, Damien Black—a man feared for his ruthlessness and shrouded in mystery. When she first meets him, he’s nothing like the monster she imagined. Confined to a wheelchair and looking helpless, Damien stirs something unexpected in Tracey: pity. Now, she's torn between fear and compassion, which made her decide to stay by his side, and tend to his needs while she secretly plot her escape from his dangerous world. But on the night she finally makes her move, everything changes. The man she thought was crippled rises to his feet, shattering her trust and unveiling the predator lurking beneath his facade.
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A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Rules Of The Mafia.
Damien's P.O.V:I had five rules I abided by to rule my world.Rule Number One— you don't go to the enemy, you let the enemy come to you.That was exactly my plan with Don Pablo. I'd let the old man fall into the trap he had set for me and I knew just how.My Intel had confirmed Don Pablo's arrival in Italy just as Skylo had said. I'm certain he was expecting me to make a move, but, I was no fool.I know how to play these games better...I picked up my phone and made some calls. Italy was my territory and Don Pablo deserved a taste of his medicine.I settled patiently in my room waiting for it all to get in place, when my phone buzzed with a message "It's all done, Boss. The FBI is aware of Don Pablo's arrival. They'd be knocking on his door in no minute.""Good" I smiled and closed my eyes shut.And in less than an hour, just like I expected, a number came ringing in."About time" I muttered, before picking the call."Damien Black." The voice of a"Don Pablo Strauss" There was a co
Last Updated : 2025-01-02A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Whispered Plans
Tracey P.O.V.After the drug incident, I hadn't seen Damien again, and honestly, I was glad. His arrogant, cold stares and rude commands were the last thing I missed.I've spent quite some time with Ryan these days, he has been a lot of help in making my stay here bearable. The door swung open, and my heart was at ease because I knew he was the one coming in. I've got used to that, and I felt relief whenever I was around."Food is ready! Potato soup and Gingerbread just like you requested." Ryan dropped the food in the drawer next to the bed. "Wait, before that, let me check your wound. I need to know whether you are improving or not because I can't trust you with your wounds"I chuckled at how cute Ryan could be, he knew how to tease me early in the morning without showing it on his face. "Do you think I'm not strong enough to take care of my wound? I'm the powerful Tracey," I teased praising myself with a cocky smile.I couldn't help but end up laughing brighter than usual. "All
Last Updated : 2025-01-01A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Don Pablo's Visit
Ann kept on humping her wet mouth around my cock, stretching to take in all the size.... I closed my eyes shut, trying to block Tracey out of my thoughts and instead focus on enjoying the moment with Ann. It was damn hard as all I did proved fruitless. All I could think of was that blabbing tongue of Tracey's circling around my groins. “Dammit,” I muttered under my breath, forcing my head back against the chair. Ann didn’t stop—she knew better. Her pace quickened, her hands working in unison with her lips, trying to pull me back into the moment. I let out a soft moan of pleasure as I pushed on Ann's head to go deeper and faster. Just as I was starting to feel the faint bulge of release, my phone buzzed on the table beside me. My eyes snapped open, and my grip on Ann’s hair tightened. "Fuck! " I cursed pulling her head away as I stretched to get my phone off the table. Her lips parted, swollen and red, but she didn’t complain. Instead, she waited, kneeling with my built up cock i
Last Updated : 2024-12-30A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Fucked
Damien's POVTracey was at it again and this time, she had stretched my nerve limit in every way possible. When she came into my office, standing there with her small figure looking timid, all teary and apologetic, I thought she had fucking realized her mistake, And when she started crying, hell yeah! I was convinced she was remorseful. Not until she fucking slumped on the cold floor of my fucking office, leaving me dazed for a second. That little drama queen had made me stand off my chair, picking her up on impulse, with her sweet vanilla scent flooding my nose, but I knew I had no time for that. I dashed out the door to the nearest room—Mine. I gritted my teeth as I stood over the window relaying my personal doctor's words. "Boss, She's alive. Just the effect of the drugs kicking it" He said, packing his bags to leave. W-what? What the fuck was he talking about?? As far as I was concerned, Tracey has been locked up in her room with no human contact just like I instructed. Well
Last Updated : 2024-12-30A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Another Wrong Move
Tracey's POVMy head throbbed, and my mouth tasted like something had crawled up in and died. I groaned and tried to move, but realized I was stiff.What the—?I blinked, adjusting my eyes to the ray of light seeping through the window. The first thing I saw was, the demon, Damien sitting pretty in his chair beside the bed. His arms were crossed, watching me like I was some particularly irritating puzzle he’d just solved.“You’ve got some nerve, little girl,” he said, his voice low and sharp, cutting through my grogginess.My stomach dropped.“The audacity to try and kill yourself,” Kill myself?? Oh, snap! He knew already.It all came rushing back—the guards talking about the poison, me sneaking into the medicine cabinet, and swallowing two pills before dragging myself into Damien's office. I’d thought I was dying when he told me to kneel. Honestly, I didn't expect to wake up at all. Not that I wanted to.But here I was, back to reality.I stared at him, my brain didn't even to sear
Last Updated : 2024-12-28A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Poisoned
Tracey's POVTwo days! It has been two whole days since Damien had me locked up in here, and I was already getting suffocated without human contact. Well, except for Ann, the elderly maid who treated me like I was worse than trash whenever she was here.She’d come in to bark orders, shove food trays at me, and act like my very presence offended every bit of her. It was obvious she hated me. I could see it in her sharp glances, the way her lip curled into disdain when she looked at me was enough to tell me that I wasn’t welcome here—not by her, not by anyone else.And honestly? I didn’t blame them. I didn't want to be here either. I hated everything about it. Being confined under Damien's wrath was worse than death itself.I leaned against the wall, wrapping my arms around myself as tears welled up in my eyes. I hated crying. It made me feel weak, but I couldn’t stop. The pain I was feeling wouldn’t let me.The decision to escape had been the dumbest decision of my life. I didn't kno
Last Updated : 2024-12-28A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Dropping the Act
Damien's POVI leaned back, trying to keep my temper in check. “If it were that simple, don’t you think I would’ve done it by now? And let’s not forget, Skylo, I asked you to get me her fucking father or my fucking money...not some fucking teen girl who can't control her damn emotions. What the fuck do you expect me to do with a fucking child, huh?” I groaned frustrated by it all.He chuckled, clearly enjoying himself. “She was fun and challenging, I thought she'd bring spice into your boring life, you know. And she's actually doing a great job stressing you nuts right now”“Shut up,” I snapped, running a hand through my hair. Skylo tilted his head, and he gave me a slightly serious expression “You can't keep her locked up forever, What's the plan here? Wait until Daddy dearest comes crawling back?”"I don't intend to.""Look, Damien. You’ve got options. Kill her and be done with it, or—”“Don’t test my patience,” I warned, getting infuriated by the thought of it. “Killing her is off
Last Updated : 2024-12-28A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Firecracker
Tracey's POV The ride back to the mansion was silent. Neither Damien or I had said a word to each other. I knew i had messed up, big time and he didn't look like he wanted to hear a word from me. Not like i had anything to say either. So, I sat there, frozen, with tears rolling down my face. My throat was hurting from trying to hold back the sobs, and my chest felt like it was being squeezed. I shut my eyes, hoping to block out everything, but all I could see was him. The Italian standowner, his terrified face as he lay in a pool of his own blood.... Damien's man had killed him right in front of me. Just like that, With no hesitation, no second thoughts. And now, I didn’t know what to feel. Should I be grateful that Damien saved me? Or sick from witnessing it all? The car jerked suddenly, pulling me from my thoughts. I shifted, trying to find some kind of comfort but, Damien noticed and his hand shot forward gripping my arm. “Don’t move,” he muttered coldly and I swallowed hard
Last Updated : 2024-12-27A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Failed Escape
I paced the room anxiously, biting my nails. The hours were ticking by too quickly, and I had no escape plan in mind.Damien’s words replayed in my head: “There’s a party tonight, and I want you to get ready, you're tagging along.” He had meant it as an order, but all I heard was an opportunity.Maybe my only chance to run.I had just twenty-four hours left, and waiting for my father to show up with the money was pointless. A million dollars? He’d never come through. I couldn’t stay here anymore.I sighed, tugging at the hem of my plain black pants and simple white top. They weren’t formal, but they were the most comfortable clothes I could find from the small wardrobe Damien had given me.I glanced at myself in the mirror, running my fingers through my damp curls to push them out of my face. A knock sounded on the door, I froze, my heart leaping into my throat. For a moment, I thought about not answering, but I knew better. Damien wasn’t the type to be kept waiting.“I'm coming,” Da
Last Updated : 2024-12-17
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Unknown Debt
I wiped my hands on my apron, my feet aching from the double shift at the small Italian restaurant where I worked. The dinner rush had been brutal, with tons of impatient customers and endless orders, and my boss, old Mr. Romano, had insisted I cover for someone who called in sick. I didn’t mind the hassle of the restaurant. Work was my escape from my complicated home. When I was finally done, I pulled the apron over my head, sighing in relief of a well-served day. Soon, it would be payday, and I could finally give Rosie that little notebook she’d been asking for. Rosie, my younger sister who was just nine, loved to draw. Her sketches had a way of bringing beauty to our messy life. I quickened my steps, eager to get home and see little Rosie and Mom. My relationship with Dad wasn’t great ever since I caught him cheating on Mom. His temper had been flaring more often lately, and I didn’t want him to lash out at me. Mom always thought I was at fault for hating my dad. She doesn't kn...
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