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Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss 1 ~ This Little Rabbit Is Mine
The auctioneer's voice, loud and authoritative, pierced the room like a sharp blade, calling out the price for my body."Ten million dollars!"A gasp rolled through the crowd, murmurs echoing off the high-ceilinged, plush walls of the exclusive, shadowy auction hall. The figures gathered here were hidden beneath the dull glow of crystal chandeliers, their gazes all focused on me. And as my heartbeat thrums in my ears, I’m acutely aware of just how exposed I am, standing there on the stage, dressed in nothing but a barely-there lace lingerie and a white rabbit mask.I—Selene Vantorel—shifted uncomfortably, my bare skin prickling under the spotlight. Despite the mask, I can feel the heat of the room pressing in around me, the cold sting of my vulnerability crawling up my spine. I’d never expected to find myself in this position. Not once had I imagined that my body, my dignity, would be the price tag for my family’s debt. I knew what they must be thinking. The questions were there, c
Last Updated : 2025-01-14Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss 2 ~ Dripping Wet
I blinked. Once. Twice.How? One moment, I was standing in that VIP room, glaring daggers at Raphael while clutching that marriage contract. The next, I was sitting in a ridiculously lavish living room, staring at a crystal chandelier so massive it could double as a death trap if it ever fell."Is this how kidnappings work nowadays?" I muttered, still wearing my rabbit mask and lace lingerie like some misguided vigilante.I sat there, frozen, trying to process how I’d gone from the auction stage to 'his mansion' in what felt like the blink of an eye. Did they drug me? No. There wasn’t time. So how? "Am I... dreaming?" I muttered aloud, gripping the couch’s armrest for stability. It wasn’t comforting. Too soft. Too real.The absurdity of the situation hit me. Hard. My jaw dropped as my gaze flitted around the room—plush velvet couches, gold-accented everything, and a fireplace big enough to roast an entire cow. Meanwhile, a small army of servants scurried about, setting things in ord
Last Updated : 2025-01-16Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss 3 ~ You'll All Pay!
I thought back to the reason I had offered myself for the auction, the main reason I had put up with all that's been going on since I got here. I channeled all that rage into answering Raphael's question. "I want those who took everything from me to pay," I whispered in his ear, my breath hot against his skin. "Help me get what’s mine, and you'll have my body, heart, and hopefully your answers as well." His eyes widened slightly before he slowly lowered his head. He leaned in, brushing his lips against my neck, his voice thick with authority. "You’re already mine, Selene. The moment we met, you were under my protection. But for you and a little bit of fun along the way... I’ll destroy them all." I let out a sigh of relief, glad that I could buy myself some time to get out of my current situation. If I could persuade Raphael to assist me, perhaps things would improve. But then his lips moved further down my body. They trailed over my shoulder and grazed my collarbone. A shiver ran
Last Updated : 2025-01-28Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss 4 ~ Feels Like Justice
The air was heavy as I walked up the cobblestone driveway to my childhood home—a house that once symbolized warmth, love, and laughter. Now, it stood as a hollow reminder of my father’s failings and my mother’s absence.The paint was peeling, the lawn overgrown, and the windows resembled dull eyes staring out at nothing. My grip tightened around the leather strap of my bag, the weight of its contents grounding me.As I approached the door, memories flooded back: Mom tending to her garden, her laugh spilling out like sunlight; Dad before he became a shadow of himself, playing catch with me in the yard. Those moments felt like a lifetime ago.I hesitated at the door, my hand hovering over the rusted bell. Memories flooded back. I remembered my father's icy sneer. My stepmother’s shrill, annoying voice. My mother’s quiet cries in the dead of night as she begged for another chance to prove herself. It all came rushing back like a slap to the face. Shaking off the nostalgia, I rang the bel
Last Updated : 2025-02-01Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss 5 ~ You Just Made My Night
"If it's not too much to ask, I'd like it if you could drop me off around that corner." I mentioned, pointing in the direction leading to the bar I work in.Raphael raised a brow that said 'really?'"You got what you wanted yesterday, and I'm still nursing the sore I got from you acting like some animal in heat." I said, rolling my eyes. "It would be most kind of you if you would honor your part of the deal and let me earn a few bucks on my own today. It's been quite a while since I've had time for myself.""So, you're telling me to leave you alone in that cheap place?" Raphael asked, a hint of disbelief coloring his tone."It's where this expensive little rabbit of yours works before you bought me," I retorted. "I'm sure I'll be fine, sir."A look of surprise crossed his features. "If it wasn't because of last night, I would have doubted your chastity," Raphael said, his lips curving upwards slightly. "But...you really are as pure as an ex-virgin."He looked at me with amusement, whi
Last Updated : 2025-03-02Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss 6 ~ A Taste Of Blood And Power
The bar smelled like spilled beer and sweat, the air thick with the stale scent of cigars and cheap cologne. It was a place where bad decisions were made, where regret marinated in whiskey and desperation clung to every surface. I had worked here long enough to know that trouble came in many forms—but this? This was the worst kind. I had seen violence before. I had seen men break bones over debts, watched them pull knives over insults, but this? This was different. The goons who had been laughing moments ago now stood frozen, their bodies rigid with barely contained terror. Even Victor, my boss, who had seen his fair share of fights, swallowed hard, his hands shaking as he took a step back. Two of the waitresses, Carla and Gina, rushed to Victor’s side, helping him up with hesitant hands before retreating a safe distance away. Their wide eyes darted between Raphael and the unconscious drunk on the floor, barely containing their curiosity. Then there was Carla—the same Carla w
Last Updated : 2025-03-04Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss 7 ~ Meet The Devil!
I could already feel the weight of their stares—the intrigue, the questions, the silent conclusions being drawn before a single word was spoken. Raphael’s smirk stretched lazily, his dark eyes locked on mine with an unspoken challenge. He was enjoying this, the power, the attention, the sheer amusement of watching me squirm under the spotlight. I stiffened when he suddenly leaned toward me, his lips so close to my ear that his breath brushed against my skin. “I can see where you get your fair share of audacity,” he murmured, voice teasing. “You’re quite the firecracker yourself, little rabbit.” Carla, ever the opportunist, leaned in slightly, her curiosity outweighing whatever survival instincts she should have had when dealing with a man like Raphael Delano. “Well?” she prompted, her tone a mix of playfulness and snide mockery. “We’re all dying to know.” I needed to shut this down. Now. “Mr. Delano,” I said quickly, keeping my tone neutral and controlled. “I don’t think someone l
Last Updated : 2025-03-07Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss 8 ~ Something Raw & Undeniable
[Warning~Explicit content]****“Strip.”The word hung between us, thick with unspoken tension.My breath caught as I swallowed hard, forcing my expression into something neutral. “Excuse me?” I managed, my voice sharper than I intended.Raphael leaned back against the massive headboard, completely at ease, his muscular form carved in the dim lighting. His gaze was steady, dark, and expectant. He looked like a king on his throne, waiting for his subject to obey.“You heard me,” he said, voice low, controlled. “Take it off.”A flicker of defiance sparked in my chest. I clenched my fists at my sides. “And if I don’t?”His lips curled, but the amusement didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Then I’ll do it for you.”A chill ran through me, not from fear, but from the sheer CERTAINTY in his tone. He wasn’t bluffing. He never bluffed. Raphael Delano was a man who took what he wanted, and right now, he had set his sights on me.But I wasn’t going to make this easy for him.Lifting my chin, I took a
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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 who’d been kissed now had his mouth wrapped around his partner’s 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 heatwaves—she wanted to join them. She wanted to be the center of that depravity.She turned to Dante, biting her lip.But Dante’s eyes weren’t on her.They were on me.Every few minutes, he’d glance my way. Not subtle. Not embarrassed. Just…watching.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
Dante’s green eyes didn’t leave mine, and I felt it—that 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 he’d just stumbled on a memory he couldn’t 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 familiar… but you can’t quite remember if it was a good memory or a bad one?"My spine stiffened.Please don’t recognize me. Please don’t 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 déjà vu?"Enzo chuckled, shrugging. “Sounds like every Friday night for you.”Dante 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 snacks—all 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 silent—just the low hum of the engine and the occasional squeak of worn-out brakes as Charles took turns through the fading streets. I didn’t speak, didn’t 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...
“Don’t flatter yourself, Cartwright.”I said it with enough edge to slice through his smirk, and for a moment, just a moment, he blinked. As if I’d scratched the surface of his pride. Then he recovered, tongue clicking against the roof of his mouth.“You wound me,” he said with a hand to his chest, all mock offense and smirking amusement. “But alright, I’ll behave… for now.”He turned as he heard approaching footsteps—slow, measured, familiar. My father. Just as expected.Charles had returned.“Selene?” His voice floated through the hedges, closer now. “James?”James met my eyes, silently asking for permission. I didn’t blink, just gave him the smallest tilt of my chin.Time to play our game.My father’s 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.“There you are,” Charles said, voice almost oily with cheer. “Everything alright?”James turn
Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss 24 ~ You’re 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 is—plain 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?"Charles’s mouth opened, then closed. I could almost hear the
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 wasn’t loud—not 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 didn’t act now, he would.And knowing Raphael… 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 James’s shirt. He let out a startled curse, flinching back as if I’d thrown a knife instead.“Oh my God!” I gasped, standing up fast, hand over my mouth. “I’m so sorry—I didn’t mean to—”The waiter rushed over immediately, panic in his eyes. “Madam, are you alright? Sir, please allow us to—”James stood too, now fussing with a silk napkin. “It’s fine, it’s fine, just—damn, this was imported.”Of course it
Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss 22 ~ Someone Watching Me
The next week arrived with deceptive calm, though I knew better than to trust any peace arranged by my father. He called me that morning, voice dripping sweetness as he invited me to dinner at La Chateau, a restaurant lavish enough to smother his intentions in velvet pretension. "Just the two of us?" I asked pointedly, suspicion edging my voice. "Just us," Charles promised, his tone rich with paternal warmth. "We need some quality father-daughter time." I didn’t buy it for a second, but playing along would reveal more than confrontation ever could. Reluctantly, I agreed. The evening found me dressed elegantly in black satin, its simplicity a stark contrast to the gaudy luxury of La Chateau. Crystal chandeliers hung like glittering raindrops, and the soft murmur of cultured conversation filled the large room. "Reservation under Vantorel," I told the maître d’, whose eyes flickered with recognition—my family name still carried whispers, scandalous and otherwise. He guided me to a p
Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss 21 ~ Raw And Unfiltered
The kiss deepened until I lost my grip on everything but the feel of him—lips wet and hungry, his tongue sweeping into my mouth with possessive intent. My thighs trembled as he pulled me tighter against him, the thick weight of his erection pressing right where I needed it most."Raphael..." I whispered into the kiss, my fingers curling against the slippery muscles of his shoulders."You started this," he growled, dragging his mouth down to my jaw, then lower—to my throat. "Now you're going to take it."His voice had dropped—rough, raw, commanding. A shiver—not from cold, but from something darker—rolled through me.He stood abruptly, water cascading down both our bodies as he lifted me up, one hand cradling under my thigh, the other gripping the back of my neck. I gasped, arms wrapping instinctively around him as he sat me down on the cool marble edge of the tub. Water splashed around us, steaming and slapping against stone.“I want you,” I breathed, shameless.Raphael didn't hesitat
Auctioned As A Bride To The Mafia Boss 20 ~ A Touch Of Romance In The Bathtub(II)
"You're really going to bathe me?" I asked, cocking a brow as Raphael led me into the massive en-suite bathroom. He glanced at me with that usual unreadable smirk. “You look like you need it.” I rolled my eyes. "You’re the one who—never mind." The bathroom was warm, humid with steam rising from the oversized marble tub already filled halfway. Rose petals floated lazily across the surface, and the scent of cedarwood and something faintly spicy lingered in the air. He stepped behind me, fingers sliding under the coat that still hung off my shoulders. With practiced ease, he let it fall to the floor, leaving me completely bare under the glow of dim sconces. And still, his eyes didn’t devour me the way they had before. Not immediately. Raphael stood behind me, shirtless, his presence looming, calm but dangerous. I caught our reflection in the giant gilded mirror that stretched across the vanity. Me—naked except for the shadows and the occasional flicker of firelight brushing over da
