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2025-03-11 19:55:14
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HIS: The Mafia King's Property 36: Home Wreck
Marco's POV Right before me, they wheeled Madre's corpse out of the ward, her body covered in a neat white cloth. What was left of me? Revenge? Or perhaps her promises?For the first time in my life, I was dumb. Plain blank dumb. Not even Padre’s death made this much impact. “Take me home.” I mumbled incoherently to Kaid. Slowly walking like a wounded lion, I let him lead the way. Home?! The word felt strange. What was home without family? The soldati wouldn't make up for it, not even Sofia or Lorenzo. Leveling in the back of the car, I gently hummed to my mother's favorite song. The last time she put me to sleep, the very last night Padre let me be a child, mama sang me a lullaby. I pulled out my phone, tempted to switch it off, but stopped. A wounded lion never went to bed without licking its wound. I needed my retribution, and seeing me sulk would be their victory. “Speak.” Cold, I demanded once I picked up Lorenzo’s call. “What the fuck am I hearing?!” I removed the p
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-11HIS: The Mafia King's Property 37: A Slip Of Your Secret
Marco's POV “One silly move and the blade will smoothly slit your throat.” I dragged on my cigar and puffed, releasing thick smoke into the air. First, he robbed me off happiness, then, a fuclong moment with Elara, what I had longed for all day long, and now… He wasn't talking. SMACK!!!I decked his face with my balled fist, letting the heavy rings on my knuckles break his jaws. The impact pushed him forward, causing the blade to sink into his flesh, with blood pouring out like a river. “Fucking speak!” I ordered, awakening my Rottweilers as they barked simultaneously, the room in the underground shaking with their heavy paws. Lorenzo stood at the end of the attic. He had a black fluffy coat draped over his shoulder. With his cigar in hand, he smoked without a care. One Don to a fucking prisoner, so he didn't interfere. As if to crawl under my skin, he spat out thick blood in front of me, and ducked his head, letting his blood flow and his head wave carelessly. The place I
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-12HIS: The Mafia King's Property 38: A Little Black Thread
Marco's POV Elara… My mind raced through a million things at a time. Her father was the last person with Don Russo before he left the states. Plus, his arrival was quiet which was unusual. I zoomed in on her photo, tearing down her pretty perfect features and analyzing her flaws. ‘Is she a part of the conspiracy?’ I paused and looked at her pretty round eyes which oozed innocence. ‘She was the first target, remember?’ Answering my mind, I resumed the rollercoaster. ‘What if that was a cheap stunt? He may be bound to miss her. That wasa freaking stunt to take her off limelight!’My mind was at war. A part of me wished to exempt her and her little monster from the bloodshed, but with every fucking minute, it seemed to be impossible. For scrutiny, I had cracked into the city's footage, and was taking the time to watch every of Russo's movement while Lorenzo did the same. Turned out he was right. “Don,” Kaid called by the door. I stopped boring into Elara’s photo and locked
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-15HIS: The Mafia King's Property 39: Straight Bullets
Marco's POV Alone. Armed to kill. Broken. My heart was shattered in a million places. Even though I was the Don of the country, surrounded by millions of soldiers, it felt like I was alone. There was a mole amongst us, smart, fast. So far, the person had succeeded in destroying trails of evidence we managed to gather, only to meet a dead end. Now, watching the arm of the faceless soldier, with a scar sacred to them, it was my secret and I was playing solo this time. I pulled out my phone and ran through a few files. The scar was familiar… too familiar to be skipped. Scrolling through numerous photos with no trace, I continued the video, zooming in on the face of the guy…He was masked. Another freaking dead end. “Don?” The door opened narrowly and Kaid poked his head in. “Do you have a minute?” I shushed him off, engrossed in my hunting game. The door shut, leaving me in my racing mind. Then, it hit, as hard as a thunder. I was in my car, monitoring the transaction betw
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-15HIS: The Mafia King's Property 40: Bye Madre
Marco's POV I was losing it; blood, sanity, life. Driving to my penthouse was a miracle. My pants were soaked with my blood, down to the leather seat of my car. Once I pulled over on a random spot, I crawled out of the wheel, feeling my heart beat faintly each passing minute. I barely had an hour left. Dragging out the fucker, Lucas tumbled down with a heavy thud. He was already struggling in the bag. Thankfully, I had him cuffed and chained, else, I might be his victim in my own territory. Groaning and biting down pain, I opened the zip lock to allow ventilation, before stumbling into the main house. Schwartz. I desperately needed to call him, but I needed this location to be discreet. Finally getting to the bathroom of the ground floor, I loosened my soaked from my shot abdomen, and wrapped a bandage tightly around it, to help with the stoppage of blood flow. Holding back a cry, I secured another bandage over it, almost splitting my abdomen in halves. Next was my shoulder
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-17HIS: The Mafia King's Property 41: I'm only HIS
Elara's POV “Just a little bit more, Elara.” Marco's deep tone groaned in my ear, his face buried in my collarbone. He sniffed the area, nuzzling up the length of my bare neck. He kissed my collarbone and bit it, grazing the area with his canine. “Hmm,” I moaned, still weak from the first round. He licked off beads of water from my skin like he was tending to my bruised body, his hand gripped tight to my stomach, holding me back from falling. Naked and in total surrender, I knew it was just the beginning. For eternity, I caged his beast, and letting it out, I'd bear all that came with it. Gently, he twirled me to face him, and anchored my shaky frame to his body. His soothing glare eased my tensed muscles. Like a baby, he carried me to the room and dropped me on the bed. Like a god, he hovered above me, his flaccid cock dangling in my view. Oh, fuck… My bruised pussy craved him even though what it needed was a proper massage with me soaking it up in a warm tub. Slowly, sed
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-17HIS: The Mafia King's Property 42: An Odd Feeling Of Peace
Marco's POV Tick. Tock.In my world, comfort was only for a moment, which was why I left Elara’s side to be here, in this dark underground. It's been a week since Lucas's arrival in my private penthouse. Barely been fed, his awful odor slapped hard. His fat sweaty pores were sticky like glue. I hated it. Hated that I had to leave Elara for this. “I'd make it real quick,” I pulled a neat chair by the end and drew it in front of him, not so close for my sanity. “I've got better business to tend to.”He rolled his thick head with lean jaws, trying to be stable. Since the incident, I had only fed him thrice, once in two days. Now, he was weak as fuck. “Lucas, one more time, who the fuck sent you?”“Fuck you!” He cussed, his voice dry and weak. I clenched my fist, ready to smack the living daylight off his lips, but I paused, taking out time to look at my neat gloves. For now I didn't need no saliva and blood on it, certainly not his. Going to the next resolve, I pulled my phone ou
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-18HIS: The Mafia King's Property 43: All Mine
Marco's POV ‘What if Violet was mine?’Just what if the little girl was my blood and we were a warm cozy family?I watched Elara spin the happy kid up in the air, caught her midway, and kissed her. Bubbly and without any trouble in the world, she giggled in her mother's arms, and kissed her mum in retaliation. Her revenge was sweet… innocent. ‘Marco!’ I instantly called myself to order. When did I start developing this odd feeling of affection towards the little monster? The same one who made my skin crawl whenever I saw her?She was Nathaniel's. I hated the fact that she was his. Hated the fact that Elara had something to do with that ugly urchin and even bore his kid. Argh! I wish he died earlier. A strange object sprawled up, causing me to jerk at alert and knock off the bedside lamp as I crashed to the ground in pieces. It was the fucking cat! That was something I hated next to the little girl. She just had a way of making me suffer. Damn it!“Mum, did you hear that?”
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-18
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HIS: The Mafia King's Property 69: You Have A Place In My Paradise
Elara's POV “What did you do to Evelyn?” My tone was cold and flat, but deadly. Marco had a confused face. One of his eyebrows was raised in question. Now, his shorts were already pulled up. “What did you fucking do to her?!” I barked when he didn't give me any response.She was like the only friend left. I wouldn't forgive myself if she was also consumed by my toxic union. “Whoa, easy.” He motioned for me to calm down. “What are you talking about?”“No,” I nodded firmly. “You won't play this dumb with me. You knew she was on Matthew's business and your hands are fucking dirty.”He shrugged an ‘okay’.“Now, she wants to talk and is scared too, like her life is threatened.” I yapped and put the phone in his face but I wasn't stable enough, so he couldn't read the text. “How am I supposed to know?” He demanded coldly. “If this is a means to leave the house, you win. You didn't have to be this dramatic.”I choked on a laugh and shook my head. “Pray to your fucking stars, Marco, tha
HIS: The Mafia King's Property 68: Crazy Deal With The Devil: Be My Good Boy
Elara's POV ‘Thirty more days with the devil and I finally get my freedom… but I'll play his bride and actually get married to him before the whole world. ORI remain hidden in his castle and forever be his slave…’Each second of the ticking clock grew louder, almost deafening. The more I think about my response, the harder it got. I might have gone public with him a few times, but a legal wedding which would be elaborate, was a very big deal. “I guess you need more time.” Marco's tone had a hint of mockery. Without another word, he picked up his robe that was lying recklessly on the foot of the bed and started walking out of the room. ‘ELARA!!! FUCKING THINK!!!’His back was to me as he flexed his muscles and walked away like a beast. After today, I may never get another opportunity. “Yes!”The words ripped out of my throat before I could even process them. And now that it was out, I watched it cause chaos. Marco stopped. My words hit him harder than he could fathom. I wa
HIS: The Mafia King's Property 67: Heart-Wrenching Demand
Elara's POV “I want out… This union, when does it end?” The words fell out of my mouth. J didn't bother to do any damage control or try to take them back. I was sitting in bed, naked, and next to Marco, who lay naked as well, with neither of us bothering to cover up. From my side eye, I watched his jaws clench. He went rigid following the unexpected question. Even though he tried not to react, his hardened expression bore rage, pain…, and betrayal. “I thought this meant something at least… I thought you were warming up to me.”I gulped dryly at his response. My heart was too weak to nurse the heartbreak. I couldn't dare imagine what my sudden question was doing to him. His mother's death… me!His non-sister's fall-out and death… me!And one morning, I wanted to end it all. ‘I do… you mean so much to me… you're my world…’Instead, I swallowed my words and looked away. He should never see me tear up. I didn't want him to talk me out of this. It was hard enough. “I'd leave somed
HIS: The Mafia King's Property 66: All Of Me
Elara's POV Whip. Blindfold. Cuffs. Collar. Mouth restrain. In a sexy red lingerie that marks the color of danger, I kneel, my hands pressed together, and I stretch it out, ready for my punishment. The bathroom door opened and Marco stepped out. On seeing me, he paused, a shocking delight crossed his dark eyes as he smirked. “Elara, you do realize…”“Take me, master.” I shut him up with my sultry tone. He had starved his dark desires for my sake, it was only proper I feed his demons.I stay upright, push my boobs out just so he could have a good peek. The bra is thin and fucking tiny. It covered only my nipples and areola, leaving my firm white breasts outside in the wild. His smirk broadened. I watched him in delight. Unable to fight his dangerous urge, he bent to run his fingers along the instruments placed on the glass table. First, he took the cuffs and clipped them in place. SMACK!His hand landed squarely on my jaw, causing me to gasp. My brain had yet to register why.
HIS: The Mafia King's Property 65: Silly Moment
Elara's POV ‘DO NOT ENTER’My eyes locked with the writing on the inner door of his dark room. It was very much visible from this end. “Elara?” He called out, this time, louder, causing me to snap back to him. I turned to give him attention. My hand itched the back of my neck, face was red as if he caught me in the act. “Are you okay?” He asked and bit into his toast. “It seems I've been talking to myself.”I nodded and flashed a smile. “Could you repeat?”I knew I sounded weird, dumb even, but it was the only way to bail myself. I was lost in my head for a moment that I didn't hear anything he said earlier. He paused to study me in scrutiny, then sipped from his coffee mug. Done, he set it down and picked up the disposable napkin to clean up.“Violet's teacher.” He repeated, maybe started all over. “How far have you gone?” Whoa. First, he called her by her name, instead of; your daughter or little monster… or anything just so he wouldn't say her name. And now, he was acting
HIS: The Mafia King's Property 64: Birds Of A Feather
Elara's POV Evelyn is calling?!With so much skeleton in my cupboard, I grabbed the phone from the top drawer, and instantly pulled away from Marco. I was only a few feet away from him. As expected, he turned to face me but didn't move. His eyes roamed along my body and did all the movements his body didn't. Finally, they rested on my hand. “Is there something I should know?”His bass echoed in the room. His tone was deeper than it was a while ago. I rolled my eyes at him, not giving any response. “You, of all people, should know,” I replied vaguely. It was hell silly if he set the flames and pretended to care. He killed Matthew, and we're still searching for the killer. I didn't want him to know we'd gone to the station, just like I also didn't want Evelyn to know that Marco was the killer. Grabbing the robe by the bed stand, I threw it on me, covering my body. “Excuse me.” I started for the door, eager to pick up the call, but it ended. “Know we've already cleaned the me
HIS: The Mafia King's Property 63: In Your Arms
Marco's POV Beautiful. Cozy. Peaceful. My morning could be summarized in those words. And for a fact, I had never felt that much relief in ages. The steady rise and fall of Elara's chest on mine, her warm breath that stroked my hairy body, and occasional soft sighs, made me watch her like a guardian. She was nestled in my arms, and on my broad chest, covering barely half of my build. Her eyes were closed, and fine eyelashes adorned her pretty face. The sun rays filtered in through the raised blinds and settled on her face. Oops. I reached for the remote and adjusted it, and on me, Elara simply pressed her eyes shut and didn't even try to look away. My gaze narrowed and I studied her in keen silence. “You don't have to be so dramatic to trap me in bed.”A light chuckle erupted from her. Skilled player, she groaned as if she was still sleeping. “Do you still need me here?” My calloused palm lay on the small of her bare back, and I stroked upward, caressing her spine. “No mo
HIS: The Mafia King's Property 62: Still My Storm
Marco's POV Her. My mind suddenly shifted entirely from my troubles and remained on the wild thoughts she stirred within my dark soul. Once drowning in grief, I now had a warm smile on my lips, as radiant as the moon. I didn't need a lone time, or alcohol, or them bitches… the missing ‘peace’ was all her. Like a bolt, I crushed the flames on my cigar, abandoned the items on the balcony, and rushed back into my room. I was already dried from the cold breeze. I only needed to throw on a random shirt and pants. Once done, I headed out like a crazed doll in a horror show. I got into the SUV from earlier and drove out with one thing on my mind: Elara. Thankfully, there was no traffic to beat or road officers to please. I got home in barely thirty minutes and threw my keys for the valet to carefully park the car in the garage. The sexy petite figure upstairs caught my attention. Elara was on the terrace, watching me like a pet dog. I subconsciously flashed her a warm smile, not
HIS: The Mafia King's Property 61: Ceaser
Marco's POV Give to Ceasar what belongs to Ceasars…In dirty, shallow graves, hidden in a remote field downtown, only notorious for the cannibals desperate for human flesh, the remnants of Cent and Lorenzo were buried. The capos assembled behind me, watching in silence, suddenly losing their tongues. I stumped on Cent's grave and dragged my heavy boots down to Lorenzo's. With a nasty smirk, I pulled down my zipper and peed on his grave, letting the amber liquid soak into the dirty black soil. “Wish you a terrible life in hell.” I spat. The thick white foamy saliva mixed with my urine, desecreting his grave. Dangling my flaccid cock and pumping the last drop, I zipped up and turned around. Still wearing the ugly smirk, I looked at each of the older men in irritated anger. “Let this be a warning to you.” I pointed randomly. “You. You. All of you.” Their heads remained bowed. “If anyone fucking dares cross the thin line, your end will be so much worse… I'd so drag your family i
