One kiss saved his life. Another might destroy them both. Camilla, a talented pastry chef with a troubled past, never imagined that a chance encounter at a costume party would entangle her with Alessandro, the city's most feared mafia boss. As their worlds collide over cupcakes and gunshots, they find themselves drawn into a dangerous dance of secrets and desire. But when Alessandro chooses love over family legacy, the delicate balance of power in the criminal underworld begins to crumble. Now, with enemies closing in from all sides, Camilla must decide: Will she betray the man she's grown to love, or risk everything to save him in a world where trust comes at a deadly price?
View MoreCAMILLA'S POVTears slipped from my eyes immediately as the elevator shut against Alessandro and I let myself collapse to the floor of the elevator as it descended. The cold of the metal floor seeping through my dress, a mirror to the cold world we live in.Loneliness clothed me like a thick cloth. With no one to rest my shoulder and cry on except the one I couldn't let myself go to. He was my only true ally. Ruby was too busy plotting new tricks, and my mother doesn't give a rat's ass if I was dead or alive. Alone. Maybe I was a true workaholic, like Ruby always said. How can a full-grown woman like me not have friends? Could it have been because I didn't go to college?The ding of the elevator pulled me out of my daydream, and I scrambled to my feet immediately so I didn't leave the security personnel wondering if I was mentally stable.Once the elevator opened fully, I trudged out of the elevator into the hallway, where a few couples were dining and laughing. I looked at the main d
“I'm faring well,” she swirled the wine in her glass with fidgety hands. “What about you?”“Bad.” I said, leaning in to the table, and saw her face go blank. She might decide to hide her feelings, but I'm not about to hide mine.“May I know why?” She asked, setting her glass on the table after taking a sip.“Because I missed you.” I told her and saw surprise splash across her face before she masked it in careful indifference.“How did the advertisement for the bakery go?” she asked carefully, and I leaned back on my chair.“Yes, I'm done with it.” I said, taking a quick gulp of my wine to lubricate my dry throat, “We can open tomorrow and start preparing for the next few days and weeks because it will be such an intense period of growth.”“You are so confident in your strategies.” She said, and I smiled, looking up at the dazzling star-filled sky and inhaling a deep breath.“Of course. I have been doing this for years, so I kind of have a knack for things like this. I already know how
ALESSANDRO'S POVWith slouched shoulders, I left the room. With clenched fists I trudged towards the elevator. In as much as my chest weighed heavily with pain, there was a gentle rustling of inner peace I got because I showed her the only skeleton in my cupboard. Maybe I should have told her from the onset and then maybe dhr could have forgiven me since… but now?I just hope she finds a place in her heart to forgive me. I know it is not going to be easy, but I'll wait if I have to. And it would be worth all the waiting. The elevator dinged as we got to the ground floorI entered my car and my driver drove me back to the mansion. The drive to the mansion was a blur, completely consumed by the thoughts of how to amend Camilla's trust in me.Soon we were at the mansion and as soon as I got down from the car, I saw the rugged, burly profile of Jax, who immediately stood at attention, saluting me immediately he saw me. I saluted him back with a smile and he went at ease.“You are Welcome
Another hot tear slipped from my face and I shook my head, “No you have not.” I whispered in a broken voice.“I have never failed you, and I'll not start now. I'll stand with you till the end.” he promised me wiping my tears with his thumb and that only caused more tears to stream from my eyes. A dilemma. Trust the man I've grown to love or trust history that has rarely failed in replicating itself. Could there be a chance that we are the minute one percent that might survive this together?“I'll protect you with my life.” He said in a firm voice and I didn't even have an iota of doubt. I remembered the day he took a bullet for me. Maybe he could protect me.“Alessandro, you need to give me time to think this through.”He drew in a deep breath,“OK. I'll be waiting for your answer.”“Can I go now?” I asked again knowing he would most likely block my path again if I moved.“No. Not yet. I'm currently working on brand awareness and advertising at the bakery before we could open it again.
CAMILLA'S POVAlessandro's face suddenly lost colour when I asked about what he had wanted to tell me. This must be very serious.“Please sit down.” Alessandro gestured that I sit on the three-seater white sofa in the living room. Wary, I sat down carefully and saw a bead of sweat on his forehead as he sat beside me. What was wrong? Why is Alessandro so nervous? That was very unlike him.“I don't know how you are going to take this… but,” Alessandro began speaking in a low voice, “I want you to know that I am very sorry and I didn't plan to hold onto this for long. Please forgive me.” He went down on his knees and I gasped.“Alessandro, you are scaring me. Get up please!” I raised him to his feet but he resisted, “Tell me what is wrong.” I begged.He dragged in a deep breath and spoke, “I'm a mafia.” And I subconsciously Jerked back. His statement ringing like th4 Big Ben in my ear.“What did you say?” I asked again with wide eyes. I couldn't have heard what I heard. There must have b
“Now it's your turn. I'm going to pleasure you.” He promised. He lifted me from the ground and placed my back on the bed. He parted my legs with his knees and took off my panties slowly, wetting his lips.He ran his hands on my pussy lips and I sucked in a sharp breath, when his fingers brushed through the middle. “Always clean and shaven just the way I like it.” He mumbled and bent to his knees and flicked his tongue on my clitoriss and I moaned, jerking my lady bits toward his mouth for more contact. Unconsciously my hands fly to my breast to try to control the massive ripple of pleasure that swept through me. That familiar heat building up inside me.“Uhh, Alessandro,” I moaned hard, when he sucked hard at my clittoris. I tried to push my pussy away from his mouth as that heat within me intensified but with his hands he held me down. Forcing his tongue deeper into me. With his tongue he flicked, licked and pressurised my clittoris. “Fuck Alessandro!” I squirted as he pushed me
CAMILLA'S POVI sat on one of the window seats and checked my phone again only to see several missed calls from Ruby. Why was she calling me frantically as though soomeone was dead?I hope nothing bad had happend. And i couldn't call while we were still on flight. I hope my mother was till fine. I sent her a message, so immediately we land and I turn off my phone airplane mode, the messages can send. I was reading a book while Alessandro worked on something on his laptop. After two hours, we decided to take a break. To see a movie.He told me to wait for him in the bedroom while he gets something. I lay down on the bed and I covered myself with a duvet while I waited for him. Soon, he returned with the TV remote, bags of chips and cashewnuts. Thoughtful. something to munch on while we are seeing the movie.“What movie will you like to watch?” He asked me while gesturing for what snack I want and I reached for the cashew nuts and he handed them to me.“I'll watch whatever you want to
“I'm very fine Dear. Maybe it was just the talk about our families that got me emotional.” I felt a pang on my chest for lying to her. At least it was better than destroying this moment we are sharing together.“I'm so sorry I brought the situation up.” She apologized and Cupped her jaw and made her look at me.“No, it's not your fault.” I told her brushing away the st4and of hair that covered her face, “I'm even glad that we talked about it, so we can know each other more. It Is not something we should hide.”“That's true.” She responded and I kissed her forehead and she closed her eyes, her head still on my chest.“Our flight is by 10AM, so rest well okay? We have enough time to chill and pack our bags.” I claimed“Enough time to chill? I think we should pack our bags as soon as we can or else we risk forgetting things or even missing our flight.” She reasoned without opening her eyes.“We don't have to bother about missing our flight. Did you forget? We are taking a private jet. Th
I only held her and comforted her even though my chest was heavy with pain and guilt. I can't risk losing her now. What should I do? Tell her now and risk destroying this beautiful moment? No. It is not yet the right time.“Alessandro!” She hit me a little hard, yanking me out of my daydream. “Yes?” I answered with wide eyes looking down at her and she eyed me warily.“What is the problem? What are you thinking about? You seem worried,” she said and I shook my head laying g a kiss on her forehead.“Don't bother about me, I'm absolutely fine.” I lied through my teeth.“Are you sure?” she asked me again, not believing what u told her first. “I'm fine.” I assured her again.“Thank you for arranging this getaway. I've honestly had such an incredible time.” I look into her eyes, smiling and drag my thumb along her bottom lip.“So, have I, Sweetheart. I'm so disappointed we have to go back.” I admit studying her angelic face. I wish we had more time.Camilla smiles prettily l, kissing my
CHAPTER 1 “You know we shouldn't be here.” Camilla spoke as she scanned the party scene from the loft.The party lights pulsing, the music thundering through the speakers, had everybody dancing and grinding against each other. Each face clad with a mask, the waiters were not an exception as they weaved through the tight crowd, trays held high.“Party pooper,” Ruby snorted, swirling the contents of her glass. “Don't act as though you work harder than everyone here. Not as though you have somewhere important to go to tomorrow.” She took a sip, then added with a hint of venom, “Just that miserable bakery of yours that has never made us a dime since we started it.”“I'm not a party pooper.” Camilla shot back, bristling from the jab. Some things are just more important than others.”“You are a killjoy.” Rub retorted, looking away from Camilla, her eyes scanning the crowd, “Not to think that we might meet a rich guy that could change our lives forever, and we wouldn't have to work aimlessl...
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