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TIFFANY WEST

I woke up on a plush, unfamiliar bed, still dressed in the dress shirt one of Salvatore's men, Ortiz had forced me to wear. My head still pounded as if I had been at a month-long rave, and there was a soft spot that throbbed even harder near my temple.

It took a few seconds to blink away the groggy confusion. To remember what happened.

I didn't move. I didn't breathe.

I took in my surroundingsโ€” the expensive furniture, the small space. And something in my brain clicked. Quickly, I scrambled up from the bed, rushing to the curtain covering the small window. I tugged at it, and looking at the window, I froze.

Fuck. We were up in the air.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Savio had knocked me out back at Salvatore's mansion. And we just left. We'd just left Lorenzo back there. Surrounded by more reinforcement of Salvatore's men.

My eyes glistened, and just as I was about to hurry through the small door, it opened and Dario stepped in. His gaze widened in shock and relief as they found me.

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  • Bound To The Devil ย ย ย 38

    TIFFANY WEST As soon as the line of SUVs halted in front of the Russos mansion, I let out a sigh of relief. I'd never thought the day would come when returning to Vegas felt like returning home.I left the SUV with Dario, Milo, and the other guy, Elio, while Savio, Chloe, Leona, and the two other girls rescued from Montenegro rode in the second SUV. Even after stepping on Vegas soil, Savio hasn't been able to get in contact with those he left behind in Montenegro. It worried me. I didn't know what had happened to Lorenzo. I was almost on the patio when the front door burst open. I stopped in my tracks, sending a quiet glance at Milo. Before I could say anything, Elena rushed out, stepping a few inches away from me. Her brown eyes scanned me thoroughly. I had changed earlier on the jet. I was wearing pants and a shirt, but it did little to hide the bruises on my neck, arms, and face.My eyes watered immediately, not from the pain I was feeling though. I wasn't sure why, but I was an

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  • Bound To The Devil ย ย ย 39

    TIFFANY WESTI showed up for my doctor's appointment with Elena a few days later. Maybe I was still hesitant to believe I was pregnant. But I was concerned about the bleeding and what it would mean. And I worried about not being on prenatal vitamins, the occasional glass of alcohol I had been taking, and all the rough sex in between. I had to know for sure if everything was okay.As I sat in the waiting room with Elena, I sent Lorenzo a text, just asking if he was okay. Things in Montenegro were still busy, but apparently, Savio had heard from him. Even Dimitri had taken the time to call Elena, but Lorenzo hadn't been responding to my texts or picking up my calls.I swallowed the lump in my throat, as the text showed he'd seen it, but he didn't respond.A nurse with a friendly smile called my name. I wiped my sweaty palm on my dress, returning Elena's reassuring smile, and then followed the nurse inside.Surprisingly, I was already eleven weeks pregnant and everything looked good on t

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  • Bound To The Devil ย ย ย 40 (The End)

    LORENZO RUSSOI always thought if I believed in fate, I couldn't believe in choice. I hadn't been much of a believer, but all that changed when Tiffany West entered the picture because there was nothing else that could explain it.The thought of Tiffany and the baby she was expecting never existing without me in the picture wasn't possible. All three were a static pair and I had merely reached into the right pocket at the right time and made them mine.The hard truth was, I had stolen someone else's fate, and I was never giving it back.Tiffany and I had been married for one hundred and twenty-five days. I'd proposed to her again with a ring, a bended knee, and even a nice dinner. She hadn't wanted a big party so we made do with a small wedding in a church. I had the date tattooed on my chest, right next to her name.I'd flown to Paris with Tiffany for the weekend getaway, and regretfully, it was our last night tonight."Last night in France." I lowered my head so my lips grazed hers

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  • Bound To The Devil ย ย ย Elena Duval and Dimitri Castello (Part 1)

    Dear Readers, thank you all for reading so far. This is the first part in the Mafia Obsession Series where everything began between Elena and Dimitri Castello.I really hope y'all enjoy it. Please don't forget to leave me a comment, I'm curious to know what y'all think about the book so far since it's my first attempt at Mafia dark romance.*****Warning! Matured Content!!!โ€œYou're making a deal with the devil Elena,โ€ The deep timbre of his voice was thick with warning.โ€œI don't care,โ€โ€œThis wouldn't be a walk around the park, you're asking for the keys to hell, Elena,โ€I paused, inhaling as the image of my dead parents and sisters flashed in my mind. โ€œI still don't care,โ€ I said, dragging my bottom lips between my teeth.Dimitri's eyes dropped to my lips. His gaze was hot and searing but they also battled with rage and indecision.โ€œYou should Elena because once you walk through the gates of hell, there's no going back,โ€ His fingers grew firmer on my thighs, gripping the flesh, caressi

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  • Bound To The Devil ย ย ย 1

    ELENA DUVALโ€œElena,โ€โ€œElena?โ€โ€œShe's pulling through,โ€ I flapped my lashes as a drone of a few voices invaded my mind. Gosh. They were too loud. I wanted to silence them all. To shut them all. To get some peace and put an end to the pain I was feeling all over my body. And the darkness that surrounded me promised to give me just that. Relieve from the pain and torture I felt.Once again, I stopped fighting. I let the weakness and pain in my bones swallow me completely until I was numb to them and I was falling back into the deep, endless pit of darkness.โ€œWe are losing her again!โ€ A sharp voice pierced through the darkness in nothing but a whisper but I could feel the fear coated in the voice. โ€œStay with me,โ€ It was begging for the impossible. I have lost every strength I had to fight. I just wanted it all to end.I was at peace. I had embraced the darkness and all its promises, not looking back. Not having any regrets.โ€œElena,โ€ I heard. The sound of my name. โ€œElena,โ€ It was a low dra

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2025-04-12
  • Bound To The Devil ย ย ย 2

    ELENA DUVALI held onto the white sofa with one hand for support, while I stared at the large wedding portrait of me and Mr Castello that hung against the wall of the massive main living room. A proof of my marriage with Mr Castello. We'd been married for two years already and I couldn't even remember a thing.I took a deep breath, blinking away the tears that were about rising to my eyes. I just couldn't understand how so much had changed within two years.How on earth did I end up marrying a stranger who was also Dad's business partner? Dad would never use any of his daughters as a bargain in business deals, so why did I end up with Mr Castello, going far away from my family and everyone that meant something to me in Texas, and moving here to California? What about Tyler, we were planning to get married. Why didn't we get married as planned? What on earth happened to me?My eyes burned with unshed tears, and once again, I pulled out my phone, trying to unlock it with a different pas

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  • Bound To The Devil ย ย ย 3

    ELENA DUVALGrowing up, there was only one man who had the right to control my life. Luther Duval. My sweet Dad. And as much as Mr Castello's words had somehow sent a shiver down my spine. I hated it when people tried to control me or boss me around.I drew in a long inhale, still holding my breath as those words left my lips. They somehow made Mr Castello halt instantly with his back to me. Slowly, I turned around and I fell right into the trap of his cold gray eyes.He didn't say anything, his unreadable deadly stare only hardened as he took a step closer, and instinctively, my feet moved to take one backward. He took a couple of steps forward, and I took more backward until I was backed against one of the stone pillars and Mr. Castello's hard body pressed up against me. His eyes bore dangerous holes into mine.โ€œWhat did you say, Elena?โ€ He counted each word carefully, and they were laced with a terrifying tremor that caused my bones to vibrate against his.Suddenly, I felt my legs

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  • Bound To The Devil ย ย ย 4

    DIMITRI CASTELLOโ€œThis better be important,โ€ I shrugged off my jacket, receiving my phone from Chris. The damn thing has been ringing for hours.This was the first break I had had since I arrived in San Francisco. So far it has been exhausting, to say the least, I've had a whirlwind of meetings, and photo ops, and I had the unfortunate fate of dealing with complete idiots as business partners. But the good thing in all of this was I was finally closing an important deal with the Sanchez's in two hours.As I scroll through the endless list of missed calls, the only one that caught my attention was one from the mansion. I felt my entire body stiffen instantly at the thought of what could have possibly happened.Elena.That was the first name that snuck into my mad thoughts. I was about to call the mansion when a call came in.โ€œYeah?โ€ I brought it to my ears.โ€œHello, this is Rose from JPMorgan Chase. Am I speaking to Dimitri Castello?โ€โ€œYou are,โ€ I rubbed a thumb across my brow.โ€œGreat,

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  • Bound To The Devil ย ย ย 21

    ELENA DUVALImmediately I got my hands working. I opened the first aid box and started disinfecting the wound and slowly dressing it.I looked up at him once I had successfully bandaged the wounded area and had trashed the tissues but I remained trapped between his legs.I took out a cotton wool ball, leaning forward, and slowly my hand reached for the small cut a few inches from his black thick brow. I took a deep breath, ignoring the heat of his stare that had never for once blinked away.I inhaled again, my breath becoming ragged with each inhale. The air itself was him and our closeness was not doing me any good. I gasped lightly as a spark rocked through me as I lifted my hand to his neck. It was wild, sending aftershocks through my body. My eyes lifted to meet his. The black of his eyes had pooled into the gray ones, leaving them utterly dark.The ache in my stomach blossomed and filled every available space in my body. I could feel the heat of his gaze on me everywhere, and he

  • Bound To The Devil ย ย ย 20

    ELENA DUVAL Dimitri's eyes hardened as my hand gripped the hard muscles of his sides and the other went up to cover my mouth as I felt the instant urge to throw up.โ€œFuck!โ€ I could hear the irritation that stained his voice, and in one swift pull, he had me against his body, pulling me to the right and through the door that held a female sign pinned to it.My wobbly legs moved hastily on my heels, and I collapsed against one of the toilets, throwing up everything in my stomach.I groaned in relief as soon as I was done, somehow I felt lighter and a little less drunk. I flushed the toilet, moving to the sink, when I froze at the sight of Dimitri, leaning against the wall inside the female restroom. I thought he had left, or maybe waited outside like any normal male would.The sight of him was a punch of fire to the stomach. Some kind of visceral, animal reaction to the mere attractiveness of the man.โ€œAre you done staring?โ€ His voice, this time, dripped with his usual anger.I rolled

  • Bound To The Devil ย ย ย 19.1

    โ€œWhat do you have in mind?โ€ I had asked but she didn't respond to my question not even when we went back to her place to dress up and soon we were walking into one of New York's biggest and most talked about clubs. Club Sapphire.โ€œSo this was your big plan all along?โ€ I asked as we were led to the VIP lounge. As expected Tiffany was a regular here.โ€œYup, what other way to get your man home?โ€ She half yelled over the loud music.โ€œRight. What better way than to get myself drunk and dance the night away,โ€ I said with a fake smile.โ€œSee, now you get itโ€”โ€โ€œI was being sarcastic, Tiff,โ€ I voiced as we made our way to the bar.She laughed. โ€œI know. But seriously trust me on this your Mr Castello will come fetch you once he finds out you are here. So just loosen up and have some fun. I mean when was the last time you came to one of these?โ€I sighed, relaxing. She was right. It felt like it was another lifetime I was in a place like this.โ€œHey lovelies, what can I get you?โ€ The barman asked as

  • Bound To The Devil ย ย ย 19

    ELENA DUVALI had gone to one of the guest rooms downstairs to shower. By the time I was done, and headed back to the bedroom, Dimitri had left. And as usual, he didn't come home that night.No matter how hard I tried I couldn't shake the memory of Dimitri's mouth on mine. The firmness of his lips. The heat of his body. The subtle expensive scent of his cologne and the self-assured weight of his hand around my waist.Days later, I could still feel the vividness of the moment as clearly as if it'd just happened, and what was worse, everywhere I turned, the little display at the bathroom kept sneaking back into my mind no matter how hard I tried to banish it.It was infuriating. But not as infuriating as coming home every day to a silent, spotless house. Dimitri had left for Europe on a business trip the next day after the Glam event, and our unfinished conversation.It had been a week already since I had last seen him, and I only found out yesterday that he had returned to New York, bu

  • Bound To The Devil ย ย ย 18

    ELENA DUVALTo say in absolute honesty, I couldn't stand the silence on the drive back home. It was everything between suffocating and uncomfortable, especially with just the two of us in his Ferrari. He had simply collected the keys from Chris, insisting on driving.This was the first time we were together, alone in a car and somehow the car felt so small or was it just me?I looked out the window to the rear mirror and I noticed Allen closely behind in the silver Mercedes we had driven all day.I flicked a gaze over to Dimitri. He had his eyes trained on the road.He was pissed. But I had no idea why. If it was because I had showed up unannounced or because I had kissed him unexpectedly.Or maybe because of the little drama with the Whitmans or maybe it was my dress. With the annoyed glance, he threw my way before we got into the car. I could tell he hated the dress too but I wasn't sure why.I leaned back into the leather seats, and thankfully, we soon arrived at the Ford's mansion

  • Bound To The Devil ย ย ย 17

    ELENA DUVALI wasn't sure if what I was seeing was real or not at this point. I wasn't sure if I was imagining things, but the look in his eyes darkened as his gaze trekked down my body. Almost as if he was undressing me, leaving me completely bare before him. And the crazy part was, I liked it. I swallowed a lump in my throat as I felt the curious gazes of his companions shift on me, and then suddenly, one after the other, I felt curious gazes travel over to me.โ€œThey are all staring at us,โ€ I muttered over to Tiffany under my dazzling smile, still keeping Dimitri's gaze. I just couldn't seem to look away, not with how he was looking at me.โ€œNot us beautiful, they are staring at you, everyone wants to know who this sexy as fuck goddess is, Elena,โ€ I could barely hear Tiffany's voice over the heat of Dimitri's gaze. It was distracting. I could see the curiosity in his gaze as well, eager to know what the hell was going on in my head.From my peripheral vision, a face crept into my v

  • Bound To The Devil ย ย ย 16.1

    โ€œI'll tell you once we meet,โ€ I said finally, before disconnecting.I pulled my gaze out of the window and into the evening darkness. I swear on my life Dad, Mum, I would send every one of them to hell, I would get back our company, restore our family's honor, and find my sisters. I swear this to you.โ€œAllen, we'll make a stop at Lewis and Sons,โ€ I said and he nodded with a โ€œYes, ma'am,โ€Soon, we pulled up at the luxurious curated mall, which was one of the Ford Empire Group's largest fashion subsidiaries. I was in the VIP section, going through some accessories to match the dress I had picked that was perfect for tonight. The Glam event was set to start by seven, and it was already a few minutes to the hour of seven. But I still had at least two hours before I made my appearance there.Tiffany joined me a few minutes later, and we started the necessary preparations for tonight. She was also attending tonight's party and had managed to secure two invites for us.It was a few minutes

  • Bound To The Devil ย ย ย 16

    ELENA DUVALI found Allen waiting for me beside the car just outside Mr Richardson Villa.He straightened up as soon as he saw me. โ€œMa'am, are we done?โ€ I stopped walking, turning around to glance back at the villa, my hand on the brown envelope tightened. Everything Mr Richardson had said, rushing like a in my mind. His words and warnings.โ€œAre you still going through this?โ€ Mr Richardson had asked me, but what else did he expect me to do? I just found out the Whitmans were the cause of my parents' deaths and they stole my company. This wasn't just about revenge, or getting back the company. It was more than that. It was figuring out what happened to my family.Why would the Whitmans go to such great lengths to destroy us?Who were these people? Why did they want D&M Corp so bad that they had to destroy my family?And most importantly, who had my sisters? I had a feeling this wasn't just a case of missing persons. Someone took my sisters. And that someone was ensuring I would neve

  • Bound To The Devil ย ย ย 15

    ELENA DUVALI glanced at the time on my phone. It was a few minutes past the hour of three. I took in a deep breath, sipping from the glass of water on the table. I couldn't keep calm and I couldn't seem to stop my racing heart either. I tried to distract myself from the train of thoughts with the beautiful fountain almost at the center of Mr Richardson's home. It was beautiful. We had one like that in my family's villa in Texas.I was currently at Mr Richardson Villa. After I literally ambushed him in the parking lot, I suggested we go to a nearby restaurant to talk, but he insisted we go somewhere private. Somewhere safer. I rubbed my palms against one another, while I waited for him outside under the shade. And I straightened my shoulder as I saw him approach me with a brown envelope.โ€œElena,โ€ He called my name as he settled in his chair and I leaned forward.โ€œMr Richardson,โ€โ€œPlease let's drop the formalities, call me as you've always,โ€ He placed the brown paper on the table, le

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