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A Visit To Milan
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A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Spending a night at Deigo's
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
Last Updated : 2025-01-26A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Getting Tracey Back
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
Last Updated : 2025-01-27A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Don Pablo Is A Psychopath
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
Last Updated : 2025-01-28A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Welcome Home, Tracey.
TRACEY'S P.O.VAfter Don Pablo finished his phone call with Diego, everything about his attitude softened. He told his men to take me to a guest room—an actual guest room, not another freezing dungeon or dark corner of his mansion!I couldn’t make sense of the sudden change. Why the special treatment? What was this all about? Especially after hearing Diego’s name?When the door opened to the guest room, my jaw nearly dropped. The room was big, with a large bed placed in the center of it.I stood frozen, unsure whether I should touch anything. It didn’t feel real. Just hours ago, I’d been locked in a dungeon, treated like trash. And now? Now I was standing in a room fit for royalty.Slowly, I made my way to the bed, sitting consciously on the edge. My hand made its way to feel the warmth of the silk sheets.The temptation to lie down was too strong to resist, I didn't know when I sunk deep into the mattress. But even with the comfort of this bed, my mind refused to rest. Don Pablo’s w
Last Updated : 2025-01-29A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING In My Head
DAMIEN’S P.O.V“RYAN! Get the fuck up here!” My cold voice snapped down the balcony, watching as Tracey clung onto Ryan like he was her fucking savior. Like I wasn’t seated right there.Ryan immediately pulled away from her, as if suddenly remembering who the fuck he was standing in front of.Smart move. I had warned him enough times about staying away from her.I should have been the one she ran to. The one she hugged. I was the one who burned the fucking world to get her back, not Ryan, and certainly not fucking Diego.My jaw clenched as I gripped the railing, my knuckles turning white. It wasn’t just anger boiling in my chest—it was something worse- revenge.I didn't want to admit it, but, I hated to see her happy around any other man.I stared at her, giving one last look, and as she looked up with a frown appearing on her face.Why was she frowning at me?Isn't she meant to be happy being back? Far away from the torture of Don Pablo?I tore my gaze away from them, riding back int
Last Updated : 2025-01-29A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Being A Good Girl
Tracey's P.O.VRyan had promised to come find me after meeting with Damien, and I had been waiting back in my room since then with my thoughts running wild.Damien couldn’t even give me a moment of warmth with my only friend. Was that how much he hated seeing me happy?I sighed, looking around the room I once stayed in.Everything was exactly as I had left it— the vase still standing on the small wooden table near the window, the bed neatly arranged and even the pillows untouched. It felt as if time had stood still in here. With a groan, I let my body sink into the mattress, staring at the ceiling.The reality was finally dawning on me that I was back here. In this hellhole—Damien's house.The door opened, and I sat up, my heart pounding for reasons I couldn’t explain. I watched as Ryan stepped in, a smile widely spread on his face. “Hey, Ryan,” I said, forcing a small smile. “Came to check on me so quickly?”Ryan gave me that warm, familiar smiled—the only comforting thing in th
Last Updated : 2025-01-30A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Bored With Nothing To Do.
Tracey's P.O.VI walked into the kitchen, groggily rubbing off the sleep from my eyes. I grabbed a bowl, poured in some flakes, added a few strawberries, and drowned everything in milk. The house was unusually quiet, and as I glanced toward the dining area out of sheer habit, expecting to see Damien in his usual spot, sipping tea like he had all the time in the world, I was almost startled to find the seat empty. Weird.But I wasn’t about to complain. At least my morning wouldn’t be ruined by his sharp eyes scanning me like I was an intruder in his precious space or that frustratingly handsome face that annoyed me more than it should.I sighed, picked up my bowl, and started walking back to my room, my mind already drifting to what I would do for the rest of the day when I turned the corner and bumped straight into a solid chest. The cereal almost spilled from my hands, but before I could react, a rough finger flicked my nose, and I barely stopped myself from scowling.“Watch it, ki
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DAMIEN’S P.O.VAnother fucking dead end.The bastard had been stubborn, foolish and a waste of my fucking time. When Marcus had reported about finding traces of my parent's killer, I was glad.Finally, I'd get to the truth and end it all at once.Not until I met with the bastard.I’d even given him a chance to make things easy for himself. But no—he wanted to play tough. So, I made him beg instead. Made him scream until his throat was raw, his body trembling, and his skin turned into a bloody mess under my hands.But even after all that, he didn’t give me a fucking name, which only proved one thing—he was protectiing the real killer of my parents.And a man who stays loyal under torture is either scared or too deeply tied to betray his master. Either way, I couldn't let him live. Keeping him alive would have been a risk, a loose end that could tip off the killer that I was still hunting him.So, I put a bullet into his fucking skull.I felt nothing. No satisfaction, no frustration. J
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