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Getting Tracey Back
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2025-01-27 05:14:42
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A 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
Terakhir Diperbarui : 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
Terakhir Diperbarui : 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
Terakhir Diperbarui : 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
Terakhir Diperbarui : 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
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-30A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING A New Pet For The Mafia King
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
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-31A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Mafia's pet.
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. Ju
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-31A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Going Out
TRACEY'S P.O.VI flopped onto my bed, staring at the book still clutched in my hands.Damien Black was an enigma. One second, he was ice-cold and impossible to talk to and the next, he was throwing out sly remarks, daring me to keep up. Was he bipolar or just enjoying playing with my head?I groaned, tossing the book onto the bed beside me. Maybe I was overthinking it, and this was just him.Why was I even stressing myself over it? I have stayed long enough with him to know this was his personality. He was just so Impossible to figure out.And yet, somehow earlier, I managed to sit in front of him, sharing my opinion over a damn book without fearing for my life.That should have been a victory, right?I glanced at the book again. When I asked if I could take it with me, he didn’t care to answer. He didn't even bother to spare a look before rolling himself out of the book-room.Well, I didn't give a damn either, since he didn’t outrightly say no, I had taken his silence for a yes. I
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-31
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A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Deigo, Fucking Bastard!
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
A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Believing Her, Again.
Tracey P.O.VAfter everything that had happened, I thought it was best to stay out of sight, away from any more trouble. And by trouble, I meant Damien and his so- called 'fiancée' Camillé.I had enough drama the moment I stepped foot in this house.Staying locked in my room was supposed to be a safe choice. But after hours of doing nothing, I was bored beyond wits and counting the ceiling was no longer helping.My mind ran in circles,I couldn't take it anymore. I paced my room, staring at the ceiling, as it was the only possible way to distract myself from suffocating. But today, it didn't work. “Argghh” I groaned, seating on the bed and standing up almost immediately. This was it. I need to leave the room, even just for a little while. I'd run nuts if I remain here for a second longer. Maybe a movie would be a distraction.With a sigh, I walked downstairs, moving past the hallway to the parlor. The house was extremely quiet. Even the guards stationed at the corners barely acknowl
A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Conspiracy
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
A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Last Warning, Camillé
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
A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Furious
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
A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Uncertain Feelings.
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
A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING A Clash With Camillé
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
A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Drama Unfolds
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
A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Slutty Brat, Camillé
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
