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Tracey's P.O.VDon Pablo had left the room after bombarding me with tons of questions I didn't have answers to.I could the slight irritation on his face when I said I was a mere collateral to Damien and nothing more. I knew I wasn't giving him what he wanted to hear, but of course, was I meant to lie to please him?I had no idea who he was or what he wanted.For an old man, it was ridiculous that he was speaking obsessively over getting Damien's attention.I turned around to look at the unfamiliar surrounding I was placed in. The cobwebs on the ceiling, the dusty air, and even the stack of sacks around made it seem like an abandoned storeroom.I couldn't help but wonder what part I had to play in all of this and why the old man who called himself Don Pablo had decided to kidnap me instead of going over to Damien himself.So now, he had made me a pawn in his dirty game and I took a deep sigh and gradually began to realize I had no choice but to accept my fate.It was obvious Damien w
Last Updated : 2025-01-19A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Biggest Mistake
“Isabella, listen,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady even though my heart was pounding. “I don’t want you to get in trouble, but if you can just find a way to get me out of here, quietly, I promise I would leave, and no one will ever know you helped me.”She frowned, her small hands twisting the hem of her dress nervously.I pulled closer to her, my bruised hands finding their ways into hers, squeezing them slightly. “But the storeroom is locked from the outside, and Papá keeps the keys with him...” She muttered batting her eyelids against each other.Of course, he does. There's no way he'd drop the key so carelessly.“Do you know where he keeps the keys?” I asked, trying not to let my desperation show.Isabella nodded hesitantly. “Sometimes, he leaves them on the table in his office. But there are guards outside... and I’m scared.”I felt a pang of guilt hit me on my chest. She was just a kid, and here I was, about to drag her into something she had no business being involved
Last Updated : 2025-01-20A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING A Unpleasant Visit
DAMIEN'S P.O.VMy men stood in a tight circle, their faces tense as I interrogated each of them.“Does anyone know anything about Tracey’s disappearance?” I barked, my voice echoing off the bare walls.They all shook their head in fear.None of them seemed to know a damn thing about Tracey's sudden disappearance and it made my blood boil.I didn't want to admit it, but the fact that Tracey was kidnapped right under my watchful eyes was upsetting, and it wasn't just because it reflected on how weak my security was, but because it was her.I dismissed my men and stood up the wheelchair, pacing around the empty room, I sticked out an empty cigarette from the pack and lighten it, taking in a long puff.I rarely smoked, but dire situations calls for dire solutions.Well, this wasn't a solution but, atleast, it was enough to keep my sanity in check for the time being. The bitterness of the tobacco was a perfect match for my mood.Tracey's absence was disturbing, in a way I didn't think it
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Tracey's P.O.VThe Dungeon was worse than any nightmare I had ever imagined in my entire life.The metallic stench emitting from this place was enough to make my stomach churn.I raised my head up to look around the place. The air in here was as suffocating as the thought clouding my head.My hands were trembling, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop them. This place was terrifying, and I was certain no one would ever find me here, not even Damien.What had I done? I muttered inwardly, hot tears rolling down my cheeks.I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block out the scary thoughts floating into my mind.I never should’ve tried to escape and worse, I shouldn't have dragged little Isabella into this mess. She was just a little girl, and I’d put her in danger all because I thought I could outsmart another dangerous Mafia leader.One thing I realized from my few meet with Don Pablo was that he wasn't like Damien.Damien was ruthless and cold to his enemies, but he had some sense of contr
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Damien P.O.VThe moment he referred to me as “In-law”, my body tensed from anger,“Enough games, Deigo.” I warned, my tone was colder than the air outside. “Where the fuck is she?” I asked again, this time with no intent to act cool.Diego smirked, leaning back in his chair. “And here I thought this was a social visit.““A social visit? Yet, your men was waiting for me with their gun cocked, ready to attack” I scoffed.“They were just doing their job. I'm sure you understand.“ he chuckled.“Let's be frank, Deigo, you know I’m not here for pleasantries,” I grunted leaning forward slightlyDeigo had a way of getting on my nerves.He raised his hands up in mockery “ Do you mean my daughter, Camillé?” He feigned ignorance.“Don’t waste my time, Deigo” I warned, controlling my anger at the old man seated in front of me. “You know exactly who I’m talking about.”Deigo leaned back, his cigar balanced between two fingers. “You come into my house, uninvited, and start barking orders like a rab
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Damien’s P.O.VWaking up at 5 a.m. with my body stiff from the restless night. I Sat up in bed, my eyes scanning every corner of the room for anything suspicious. Cameras. Bugs. Anything Diego might use to spy on me.Deigo could not be trusted. Not after everything that has happened between us.Certain there was none, I stood up the bed and moved into the bathroom.The shower was lukewarm, barely doing anything to shake off the exhaustion I was feeling from everything. Last night was an awful one. Trying to stay alert, conscious of Deigo's not acting funny, had led to a restless night for me.By the time I returned to the room, Marcus was already waiting for me. He stood stiffly by the door, his face blank, but I could see the tension in the way his hands rested at his sides.“Boss,” he greeted, his voice steady as he gave me a small bow.“Any information about the file?“ I asked, not wanting to ask the exact question bugging my mind.If Tracey had been found. “Nothing Boss, not even
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TRACEY'S P.O.VDon Pablo was an evil reincarnated as human. I couldn't believe such a psychopath existed. Beneath his perfect smile was a demon ready to unleash.When he moved closer to me, ordering me to beg, I had to bring out the last ounce of fight I had in me.That was the worst mistake I made.He urged his guard and they came barging in two, with one holding my both hands into the air.“What do you think you're doing.“ I gasped, uncertain how to react to their sudden grip.Don Pablo stared at the video in his hands and then back at me “This video doesn't look believable sweetheart. Your crocodile tears alone won't bring a man like Damien running over.““We need to make it look…believable…” Don Pablo grunted and I stared in confusion.“W-what”“Spiner, get to work.“ He ordered moving back to the seat in front of me, and the huge man standing in front of me etched closer with a smile.“Please…don't.“ I begged, not knowing what he wanted to do but, all I knew was he had no good in
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Damien P.O.VI can't help but, sigh in frustration.Tracey was gone from my sight and I was left to deal with Camillé."Are you okay?" I turned my attention back to Camillé, who was still caressing her wrist, sniffling like I didn't know the damn truth.Tracey could be stubborn and a handful to deal with, but, she'd never do such.She couldn't even bear to see someone else hurt.Camillé nodded weakly. "I just— I didn’t expect her to react that way, Damien. I was only trying to be nice."Nice? That was the last thing I’d call Camillé when it came to Tracey. “Oh cut with the bullshit, Camillé.“ I snapped, irritated by her false act. "Go upstairs. I'll have the doctor check your wrist." I ordered and she nodded, her face all paled with embarrassment mI watched her sneak a glance toward the hallway where Tracey had vanished. There was something smug hidden beneath her glassy-eyed expression as she walked away, but I didn't have time to analyze it.Instead, I wheeled away, my grip tigh
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Camillé’s P.O.V"That bastard!" I yelled, smashing the glass cup in my hand across the room in anger.I couldn't stop myself from pacing the length of my bedroom, my fingers curled into tight fists as the conversation between me and Damien replayed in my head.I can't believe it. He had defended her. Damien had actually defended that bitch.It all felt weird and unbelievable because the Damien I knew never defended anyone, let alone a mere captive who was supposed to be just an insignificante puttana.Yet, somehow she had managed to make Damien turn against me."Argggghhhhh" I bursted out loud, unable to hide my frustration.I couldn't even place what she was doinghere in the first place. No one had said a word about her to me, even when I asked, nobody seemed to want to say a thing.I should have known Tracey was trouble from the first day I laid eyes on her. The way she hovered too close, staring at him when she thought no one was watching. Playing innocent, like she wasn’t just
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DAMIEN’S P.O.V“What did he say?” I asked Skylo, my voice measured. “He wants you to keep your ‘temper’ in check.” My teeth clenched. “His exact words?“ Skylo didn’t answer right away. That was never a good sign.I reached for the glass and took a slow sip, letting the burn settle deep before setting it down with a slow clink.One dead stare at Skylo and he began speaking. “He said, and I quote, ‘Tell Damien that if he can’t control his temper, I will.’”A slow, humorless chuckle escaped me.Really? Was that a threat or warning? I chuckled again. Diego really had the guts to threaten me just like he had a fucking effect on me.I was Damien Black for Christ Sake, and I definitely don't give a fuck about his or his daughter feelings.Who the fuck did he think he was to interfere in the affairs of my household?I reached for the half-empty glass of whiskey on my desk, taking a gulp before setting it down loudly on the table.Skylo sat still, just watching me with no words said. If you
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Damien’s POVI had stopped Tracey from leaving and now she was currently standing in front of me, all tense and stiff.“We both know you didn't come here just to talk about my breakfast getting ruined.“I paused, staring deeply into her as I watched her eyes flick everywhere except at me.“Spit it out, Tracey. What is it?“ I asked watching her eyes snap to mine.“There’s nothing to say.” She muttered defensively but, I could see it in her eyes.She was fucking lying.I leaned back in my chair, exhaling slowly. Everything was pissing me off—Camillé, this whole damn situation... and Tracey standing there like she didn't know she was driving me insane.She lips pressed together like she was holding back words that were clawing to get out, but It was so obvious she was debating whether to speak or turn around and leave.After a moment of silence between us, Tracey realized I had caught in on her lies and there was no way I'd let her leave the office without answers from her, she took a deep
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TRACEY'S P.O.VI stood in dismay watching as Camillé walked away with her shoulders held high in arrogance.I couldn’t help but sigh out loud. Camillé actually threatened me, all because of a grown-ass man.Was she really kidding me. Acting like a psychopathic wife when she was just a Fiancée. I scoffed.She shouldn't be facing me. I wasn't the one who snapped at her or who said I hated her meal. I wasn't her so-called fiancée either.What was my fault in all these?The thought alone made my stomach churn. I wasn’t even sure if I should get exhausted or offended from all this. It all felt ridiculous.I turned away from the kitchen, my mind spinning with everything that had happened.Just as I moved right, I bumped straight into a broad chest by mistake.“I'm sorry.“ I mummured raising my head to meet with whoever it might be, only to be met by Ryan's concerned gaze.Ryan hands came up, holding me in place before I could stumble back. His brows furrowed as he studied my face."Is every
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Tracey’s POV“I'm asking you a fucking question. What the hell is this, Camillé” He growled.I sat still, watching Damien wipe his mouth with the back of his hand, as he glared at the plate in front of him, like it had personally offended him. He shoved it away with a loud hiss.Camillé was still standing there, dismayed by his sudden question, but when he snapped again, she let out a nervous laugh moving closer towards him.“D—Damien… what are you talking about? I made your favorite dish.”His eyes snapped to her. “You call this trash a meal?“ “I don't eat such shit.“ His sharp voice cut through whatever little confidence she had left.Her face turned red. I bit my lip, fighting the urge to smirk. For the first time that morning, I actually felt good.Camillé shook her head, trying to force a smile. “Maybe you’re just not in the mood for it today.” She picked up a spoon and took a bite herself, chewing slowly like she was proving a point.She swallowed, then looked at Damien, with
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TRACEY’S P.O.V.I stared at my reflection in the mirror, trying not to let the ugly feeling settle in my chest. But, the more I was trying to evade it, the obvious it became.I knew exactly what I was feeling. Jealousy. It was an undeniable feeling that clouded me ever since I saw Camillé walking right in.Arghhh!Why the fuck was I even feeling this way?Camillé was beautiful. No doubt. She had that effortless, expensive beauty that looked straight out of a goddamn magazine. Tall, blonde, perfect body, the kind of woman who belonged in Damien’s world. The kind who could actually stand beside him without looking out of place.She was unlike me. I swallowed, forcing myself to look away from my reflection. It didn’t matter if I was developing feelings for him or not. Damien wasn't mine, neither was he supposed to be mine in the first place.I was just a captive, and a nobody to him. My only focus should be getting out of here, not feeling whatever the hell I was for him. Not caring
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DAMIEN'S P.O.VI could fucking see the jealousy in Tracey’s eyes.She was doing a terrible job at hiding it especially as she stood there with her fists clenched by her sides.she pressed her lips into a slight frown.I leaned back in my chair, a slow smirk tugging at my lips as Camillé’s manicured hand rested lightly on my shoulder.I didn’t bother to shrug it off. I was liking the effect it had on Tracey.The way her eyes were locked in, switching between me and Camillé, trying to figure out what was going on.In a way it made me feel good, because I could tell what exactly was through that damn mind of hers.She was probably thinking who the fuck was Camillé and I owed her no damn explanation.I didn’t owe anyone that. But still, for some reason, I let the words slip.“Tracey, this is Camillé,” I said, my voice calm and measured. “La mia fidanzata.(My fiancée)”The moment the word fiancee came out of my mouth, I felt a distate pour across my tongue.Me saying that meant I was indire
