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22 ~ Someone Watching Me
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2025-03-23 23:58:29
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Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss   23 ~ Sentimental Value
I felt Raphael's gaze before I truly saw him.One step. That was all it took to break the spell I was desperately maintaining. The danger wasnât loudânot yet. But I knew him. Knew that simmering fury behind the calm exterior. Raphael was a bomb waiting to go off. And I had to act fast if I wanted to keep this room from becoming ground zero.I had seconds.Because if I didnât act now, he would.And knowing RaphaelâĶ blood might spill before dessert.So I knocked over my glass.The crystal clattered dramatically against the table, sending a splash of wine across the white tablecloth and Jamesâs shirt. He let out a startled curse, flinching back as if Iâd thrown a knife instead.âOh my God!â I gasped, standing up fast, hand over my mouth. âIâm so sorryâI didnât mean toââThe waiter rushed over immediately, panic in his eyes. âMadam, are you alright? Sir, please allow us toââJames stood too, now fussing with a silk napkin. âItâs fine, itâs fine, justâdamn, this was imported.âOf course it
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-24Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss   24 ~ Youâre A Collector, Not A Lover
The stone bench creaked faintly beneath James as he adjusted his weight, the silence stretching just enough to hang tension in the air like an overripe fruit. Charles remained standing, his posture tense, watching me with something between expectation and threat.I inhaled deeply, letting the familiar scent of jasmine wrap around me. The garden had always been a balm to my nerves, but tonight it was a battlefield."James," I began, voice calm but firm, "I wanted to say this where it wouldn't be misunderstood or dramatized. So here it isâplain and simple. I was never interested in you. Not back then. Not now."His smile faltered for a fraction of a second. It was subtle, but I saw it. Charles's expression shifted almost instantly from confused to livid."Selene," my father snapped, stepping forward. "What the hell do you think you're doing?""Being honest," I said, meeting his eyes. "Isn't that what you always told me to be?"Charlesâs mouth opened, then closed. I could almost hear the
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-25Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss   25 ~ Unscheduled Night...
âDonât flatter yourself, Cartwright.âI said it with enough edge to slice through his smirk, and for a moment, just a moment, he blinked. As if Iâd scratched the surface of his pride. Then he recovered, tongue clicking against the roof of his mouth.âYou wound me,â he said with a hand to his chest, all mock offense and smirking amusement. âBut alright, Iâll behaveâĶ for now.âHe turned as he heard approaching footstepsâslow, measured, familiar. My father. Just as expected.Charles had returned.âSelene?â His voice floated through the hedges, closer now. âJames?âJames met my eyes, silently asking for permission. I didnât blink, just gave him the smallest tilt of my chin.Time to play our game.My fatherâs polished shoes crunched over the gravel path as he emerged into the clearing, eyes darting between James and me like a man desperate for good news. His face lit up, too quickly, too brightly.âThere you are,â Charles said, voice almost oily with cheer. âEverything alright?âJames turn
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-26Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss   26 ~ More Than I Bargained For
The ride was silentâjust the low hum of the engine and the occasional squeak of worn-out brakes as Charles took turns through the fading streets. I didnât speak, didnât offer him a look or a word. The last thing I needed was him sniffing around my business. He was too good at that. I needed a clean break before the night bled into chaos. "Selene," he began, his voice a strained attempt at calm, "are you sure about this? Going to the bar tonight?" I kept my eyes on the passing streets. "Yes." He sighed, a heavy exhale that spoke of frustration and unspoken words. "I just worry about you. That place... it's not safe." A bitter smile tugged at my lips. "Safety is relative, don't you think? Why are you showing care now?" Charles didn't respond. Instead, he pulled the car to a stop near the bus stop, the neon glow of the city casting shadows across his face. "At least let me drive you all the way." I shook my head, already reaching for the door handle. "No need. The bus will do." Bef
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-27Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss   27 ~ Loosen Up, Smile, Flash A Little
Danteâs green eyes didnât leave mine, and I felt itâthat slow crawl of recognition trying to settle in his gaze. My stomach dropped as he leaned back lazily on the velvet-lined couch, a smirk playing on his lips like heâd just stumbled on a memory he couldnât place.He tilted his glass toward one of his friends beside him. "Tell me something, Enzo," he murmured, though his eyes stayed locked on me. "Have you ever met someone who looks too familiarâĶ but you canât quite remember if it was a good memory or a bad one?"My spine stiffened.Please donât recognize me. Please donât recognize me."Maybe a fling," Dante continued under his breath, just loud enough for me to catch. "Or the sister of one. You ever get that dÃĐjà vu?"Enzo chuckled, shrugging. âSounds like every Friday night for you.âDante laughed lightly, but it was hollow, distracted.I kept my gaze low, trained on the tray in my hands. The drinks, the cigarette holder, the snacksâall an excuse to stay silent. I stepped forward
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-28Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss   28 ~ Down Bad
The next hour spiraled into chaos.Something unprecedented.Soon, clothes began hitting the floor.Lingerie slipped down thighs. Shirts unbuttoned. Bras unclasped. The redhead let out a breathy moan as the blond suckled at her nipple in full view. Another friend had the braided girl moaning softly as his fingers worked between her legs. The guy whoâd been kissed now had his mouth wrapped around his partnerâs cock, bobbing enthusiastically while the others laughed and watched.The room stank of sex. Sweat. Cheap perfume. Expensive shame.Carla licked her lips as she watched, eyes glazed with a mixture of jealousy and arousal. I could feel it off her like heatwavesâshe wanted to join them. She wanted to be the center of that depravity.She turned to Dante, biting her lip.But Danteâs eyes werenât on her.They were on me.Every few minutes, heâd glance my way. Not subtle. Not embarrassed. JustâĶwatching.Like he knew there was a puzzle here.And he liked puzzles.I felt exposed. Like he w
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-28Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss   29 ~ Someone At The Door
I forced a smile that didnât quite reach my eyes and tilted my head slightly, the way a harmless girl might do when caught off guard. My palms were sweating under the tray, and my heart hammered hard enough to bruise. I swallowed, letting my lips part slightly in a rehearsed smile. It felt like sugar melting on poison. My throat tightened, but I forced my voice up, lighter, higher, sweeter. âOhâĶ me?â I giggledâa sound I barely recognized as my own. âI think you must confuse me with someone else, sir. Youâve probably met dozens of beautiful women. Iâm justâĶ someone new.â Dante leaned back, head tilting slightly, the gold and crimson lights flickering across his sharp jawline. His eyes narrowed, lips curved in amusement. âIs that right?â he mused. âYou donât look like someone Iâd forget.â I dropped my gaze. âThatâs flattering, but Iâm sure your list of unforgettable women is longer than this barâs liquor shelf.â Dante tilted his head, amused, green eyes narrowing just slightly. âTh
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-04-06Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss   30 ~ Saved By The Bell
[Warning~Explicit content] âââââââââââ Victor stepped in with the sharpness of a man whose patience was a fraying thread. His jaw was tight, his shoulders squared like heâd been preparing for this. The light from the hallway cut behind him, casting a tall shadow that stretched across the polished floor. My lungs emptied. A subtle, silent exhale. Victor. Thank God. His eyes scanned the room, fast and clean. Calculating. And then, like a switch, his expression shiftedâplastered on a lazy, disarming grin as he walked in with the pretense of someone who just happened to stroll into a casual Friday night. But I knew better. Heâd been watching the cameras. Probably from the back office. Probably from the moment I stepped into the lounge. And he mustâve seen something he didnât like. Across the room, one of Danteâs friends was still slapping his hips against the redheadâs bare ass, while another had his tongue halfway down a bartenderâs throat. Gina refused to move beside me, her eye
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-04-07
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Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss   33 ~ Let Him Try
I stood in the dimly lit changing room, the cool metal of the locker pressing against my back as I tried to steady my breathing. The scent of stale sweat and faint perfume lingered in the air, grounding me in the present. My heart still raced from the encounter in the lounge, and a nagging feeling settled deep in my gut.That had been too close.Way too close.And something told me it wasnât over.Not even close.I peeled the damp blouse from my skin, the fabric clinging stubbornly before finally letting go. The chill of the room prickled my exposed flesh, but I welcomed the sensationâit kept me alert. As I rummaged through my locker for a spare shirt, the door creaked open behind me."Selene," Victor's voice was low, cautious.I turned, clutching the fresh blouse to my chest. "Victor, you scared me.""Sorry," he said, stepping inside and letting the door close softly behind him. His eyes darted around the room before settling on me. "We need to talk."I nodded, sensing the urgency in
Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss   32 ~ Near Miss
Victor caught my eye again. A flicker of a plan forming behind his brow.And then I felt itâDanteâs gaze settling back on me.I could feel it burning a hole into my cheek even before I turned.âSeleneââShit.I cut him off with a gasp, deliberately tilting the tray in my hand.Liquid poured out.All over my chest.Down the center of my blouse.Over the curve of my breasts.The alcohol soaked through the thin fabric instantly, clinging to my skin, making the material almost transparent.I froze. Gasped.And then put on a little show.âOh no,â I squeaked, high-pitched again. âClumsy me.âHeads turned.Danteâs brows arched.Victor looked startled for half a second before catching on.I blinked innocently at Dante. âSirâĶ Iâll need to go change.âHis eyes lingered.Too long.His gaze dipped down to where the soaked fabric clung to my nipples. His tongue flicked across his bottom lip before he caught himself and leaned back.He waved a hand. âSure, sure. Do what you need.âI turned quickly,
Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss   31 ~ I Got You
The door knob rattled again, more insistently this time. The muffled sounds of the orgy faded into the background as a tense silence enveloped the room. All eyes were drawn to the entrance, anticipation and apprehension thick in the air.I stood frozen, the tray of drinks trembling slightly in my hands. My heart pounded against my ribcage, each beat echoing the dread pooling in my stomach. I knew that handle. I'd seen that sharp flick of movement before. And I already felt it in my gut.It was him.Victor.The door creaked open, revealing a tall, imposing figure silhouetted against the dim hallway light. Victor stepped into the room with the confidence of a man who owned every space he entered. His piercing blue eyes scanned the scene, narrowing slightly as they settled on me."Well," he drawled, his voice smooth yet laced with menace. "Is this how you spend your evenings, Selene?"A cold shiver ran down my spine. The room's occupants shifted uncomfortably, sensing the shift in atmosp
Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss   30 ~ Saved By The Bell
[Warning~Explicit content] âââââââââââ Victor stepped in with the sharpness of a man whose patience was a fraying thread. His jaw was tight, his shoulders squared like heâd been preparing for this. The light from the hallway cut behind him, casting a tall shadow that stretched across the polished floor. My lungs emptied. A subtle, silent exhale. Victor. Thank God. His eyes scanned the room, fast and clean. Calculating. And then, like a switch, his expression shiftedâplastered on a lazy, disarming grin as he walked in with the pretense of someone who just happened to stroll into a casual Friday night. But I knew better. Heâd been watching the cameras. Probably from the back office. Probably from the moment I stepped into the lounge. And he mustâve seen something he didnât like. Across the room, one of Danteâs friends was still slapping his hips against the redheadâs bare ass, while another had his tongue halfway down a bartenderâs throat. Gina refused to move beside me, her eye
Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss   29 ~ Someone At The Door
I forced a smile that didnât quite reach my eyes and tilted my head slightly, the way a harmless girl might do when caught off guard. My palms were sweating under the tray, and my heart hammered hard enough to bruise. I swallowed, letting my lips part slightly in a rehearsed smile. It felt like sugar melting on poison. My throat tightened, but I forced my voice up, lighter, higher, sweeter. âOhâĶ me?â I giggledâa sound I barely recognized as my own. âI think you must confuse me with someone else, sir. Youâve probably met dozens of beautiful women. Iâm justâĶ someone new.â Dante leaned back, head tilting slightly, the gold and crimson lights flickering across his sharp jawline. His eyes narrowed, lips curved in amusement. âIs that right?â he mused. âYou donât look like someone Iâd forget.â I dropped my gaze. âThatâs flattering, but Iâm sure your list of unforgettable women is longer than this barâs liquor shelf.â Dante tilted his head, amused, green eyes narrowing just slightly. âTh
Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss   28 ~ Down Bad
The next hour spiraled into chaos.Something unprecedented.Soon, clothes began hitting the floor.Lingerie slipped down thighs. Shirts unbuttoned. Bras unclasped. The redhead let out a breathy moan as the blond suckled at her nipple in full view. Another friend had the braided girl moaning softly as his fingers worked between her legs. The guy whoâd been kissed now had his mouth wrapped around his partnerâs cock, bobbing enthusiastically while the others laughed and watched.The room stank of sex. Sweat. Cheap perfume. Expensive shame.Carla licked her lips as she watched, eyes glazed with a mixture of jealousy and arousal. I could feel it off her like heatwavesâshe wanted to join them. She wanted to be the center of that depravity.She turned to Dante, biting her lip.But Danteâs eyes werenât on her.They were on me.Every few minutes, heâd glance my way. Not subtle. Not embarrassed. JustâĶwatching.Like he knew there was a puzzle here.And he liked puzzles.I felt exposed. Like he w
Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss   27 ~ Loosen Up, Smile, Flash A Little
Danteâs green eyes didnât leave mine, and I felt itâthat slow crawl of recognition trying to settle in his gaze. My stomach dropped as he leaned back lazily on the velvet-lined couch, a smirk playing on his lips like heâd just stumbled on a memory he couldnât place.He tilted his glass toward one of his friends beside him. "Tell me something, Enzo," he murmured, though his eyes stayed locked on me. "Have you ever met someone who looks too familiarâĶ but you canât quite remember if it was a good memory or a bad one?"My spine stiffened.Please donât recognize me. Please donât recognize me."Maybe a fling," Dante continued under his breath, just loud enough for me to catch. "Or the sister of one. You ever get that dÃĐjà vu?"Enzo chuckled, shrugging. âSounds like every Friday night for you.âDante laughed lightly, but it was hollow, distracted.I kept my gaze low, trained on the tray in my hands. The drinks, the cigarette holder, the snacksâall an excuse to stay silent. I stepped forward
Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss   26 ~ More Than I Bargained For
The ride was silentâjust the low hum of the engine and the occasional squeak of worn-out brakes as Charles took turns through the fading streets. I didnât speak, didnât offer him a look or a word. The last thing I needed was him sniffing around my business. He was too good at that. I needed a clean break before the night bled into chaos. "Selene," he began, his voice a strained attempt at calm, "are you sure about this? Going to the bar tonight?" I kept my eyes on the passing streets. "Yes." He sighed, a heavy exhale that spoke of frustration and unspoken words. "I just worry about you. That place... it's not safe." A bitter smile tugged at my lips. "Safety is relative, don't you think? Why are you showing care now?" Charles didn't respond. Instead, he pulled the car to a stop near the bus stop, the neon glow of the city casting shadows across his face. "At least let me drive you all the way." I shook my head, already reaching for the door handle. "No need. The bus will do." Bef
Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss   25 ~ Unscheduled Night...
âDonât flatter yourself, Cartwright.âI said it with enough edge to slice through his smirk, and for a moment, just a moment, he blinked. As if Iâd scratched the surface of his pride. Then he recovered, tongue clicking against the roof of his mouth.âYou wound me,â he said with a hand to his chest, all mock offense and smirking amusement. âBut alright, Iâll behaveâĶ for now.âHe turned as he heard approaching footstepsâslow, measured, familiar. My father. Just as expected.Charles had returned.âSelene?â His voice floated through the hedges, closer now. âJames?âJames met my eyes, silently asking for permission. I didnât blink, just gave him the smallest tilt of my chin.Time to play our game.My fatherâs polished shoes crunched over the gravel path as he emerged into the clearing, eyes darting between James and me like a man desperate for good news. His face lit up, too quickly, too brightly.âThere you are,â Charles said, voice almost oily with cheer. âEverything alright?âJames turn
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