Sweet Mafia Protector

Sweet Mafia Protector

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**SOLD. BETRAYED. CURSED.** Lyra Anderson’s uncle didn’t just betray her, he sold her to HELL. Orphaned, broken, and stripped of hope, she’s now a prized breeder in the Devil’s underworld… until her first client walks in. **Vincenzo Van Doren.** The most ruthless Mafia king in history. A monster bound by a blood curse, desperate for an heir. But the moment he sees Lyra, his world shatters. She’s not just a breeder—she’s his fated mate. And he’ll burn empires to claim her. Fate has other plans. Lyra’s first shift unleashes an unthinkable truth—she’s no ordinary Omega. She’s a Dominant, a creature of myth, and now the most hunted woman alive. For Vincenzo’s rival, Marcello, she’s the ultimate weapon. For Vincenzo, she’s the key to his salvation But when Lyra uncovers a devastating lie—that Vincenzo’s love might be nothing but a cold-blooded ruse—her trust evaporates in blood and betrayal. Will she break his curse… or become it?

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Chapter 1:Nightmares and Reality

Lyra’s POV “LYRAAAA!" Meera’s scream tore through the mansion, sharp enough to shatter glass. I flinched but didn’t move, gripping the broom in my hands like a lifeline. Again. Whatever petty complaint she had this time, I wasn’t in the mood. Ever since my parents died and my Uncle took me in,I’ve been nothing but a slave in this house. But the silence that followed was worse. No second shout. No stomping footsteps. Just… waiting. Something was wrong. I forced myself down the stairs, my pulse hammering in my throat. The dining room doors were wide open, and the moment I stepped inside, the air turned to ice. Meera sat at the table, smirking. Uncle Zorah lounged beside her, his fingers steepled like a king on his throne. And across from them— A man. Strange. Old. Heavy-lidded eyes that crawled over me like damp fingers. A smile too wide, too knowing. “Ah. Here she is." Uncle Zorah slid a document across the table, the gold seal glinting under the chandelier. ...

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Rose D' Arc
My darling Lyra deserves a break. loving this story Author.
2025-03-31 02:07:46
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Selara
Getting agitated from the beginning cause she could have ran away, but I understand that lyra is helpless. Very interesting
2025-04-01 17:27:50
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Tori Quill
I already like this book. Please update more.
2025-03-31 01:36:28
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Chapter 1:Nightmares and Reality
Lyra’s POV “LYRAAAA!" Meera’s scream tore through the mansion, sharp enough to shatter glass. I flinched but didn’t move, gripping the broom in my hands like a lifeline. Again. Whatever petty complaint she had this time, I wasn’t in the mood. Ever since my parents died and my Uncle took me in,I’ve been nothing but a slave in this house. But the silence that followed was worse. No second shout. No stomping footsteps. Just… waiting. Something was wrong. I forced myself down the stairs, my pulse hammering in my throat. The dining room doors were wide open, and the moment I stepped inside, the air turned to ice. Meera sat at the table, smirking. Uncle Zorah lounged beside her, his fingers steepled like a king on his throne. And across from them— A man. Strange. Old. Heavy-lidded eyes that crawled over me like damp fingers. A smile too wide, too knowing. “Ah. Here she is." Uncle Zorah slid a document across the table, the gold seal glinting under the chandelier.
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Chapter 2:Sisters At War
Lyra's POV The tension in the room was palpable, thickening like a storm ready to unleash. The silence vibrated with the kind of fury that only people like Uncle Zorah and Meera could muster. I crossed my arms, determined to maintain my composure, while inside, my thoughts churned with a mix of anger and confusion. I shifted my gaze between them, my voice dripping with pointed sarcasm. “Well, I see the way out of this is to throw Meera under the bus instead of myself. I can’t help but think the old man has his sights set on her, right?” For a brief moment, Uncle Zorah’s eyes flickered with something that straddled amusement and anger before he let out a low, sinister chuckle. His fingers drummed on the table, the sound slicing through the charged silence. Meera, predictably, didn’t take it well. She hurled a pillow at me—aimed precisely at my head. I sidestepped smoothly, leaning against the doorframe as if I hadn’t just faced the most brutal decision of my life moments earlier.
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Chapter 3:Last Wave
Lyra’s POV The plan was simple. The only way to avoid this forced marriage was to run away and never return. But I knew I couldn’t do it alone. I needed help but who would be willing? No one in this house would dare go against Uncle Zorah’s orders. Then it clicked. There was only one person I could trust with the escape plan.…Tracy. If sending letters was a thing of the past, my best friend—Tracy—and I were starting to bring it back. For the last few days, Uncle Zorah had shut me from the outside world—not that I was given free will in the first place. He seized my phone, my only company, and locked me up in my room. He was terrified I'd make an escape and ruin the marriage, but I wasn't just going to sit here and allow him send me off to some fucking old man with salt and peppered hair. I love Tracy with all my heart. She figured something was wrong when I obviously couldn't reply to her texts. She came knocking on my window days after and it became a habit to send letters down t
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Chapter 4: Welcome to Hell.
Lyra’s POVPerhaps I shouldn't have been born. Perhaps my birth was only a mistake. I had indirectly caused my parent's death by an obsession for amusement parks, I had begged them to take me there without knowing it was the last time I'd see them. The same happened with Tracy. If I had known Uncle Zorah was cruel enough to end a teenager's life, I wouldn't have involved her. She died in a cruel way, way too cruel way. I'd been locked up in a different room, somewhere smelly, dark and rusty. I hadn't tasted water in a long while, but all I could think of was Tracy. I still saw her wide eyes each time I closed mine to sleep. Her laughter still echoed in my ears each time I was close to losing it.I ran my hands through my hair and screamed out loud, pulling my hair like a maniac, a maniac Uncle Zorah had formed. Meera had indeed given me a choice, I should have killed myself when I had the chance. I cried out loud and kept punching the wall until my knuckles got bloody, ignoring th
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Chapter 5:Breeder
Lyra’s POV“Hell's pit?” I whispered, leaning hard against the wall. For some reason, the guard’s last words echoed in my ears like he was right here to whisper them in my ears. ‘You're the one who's going to hell for your crimes’. Was this it? Hell?I closed my eyes and swallowed hard, “What do you mean by hell's pit?” Each breath was agonizingly painful, and with each second that passed by, I kept regretting my actions of not claiming my life when I had the chance. From the little one's words, I needed no soothsayer to tell me I had been sold to this HELL'S PIT by Zorah. I kept my gaze on the girl with the whip, slightly stunned by her revealing dress. Only her nipples were covered with the transparent top she was putting on, and through the lacy shorts, I could see the traces of her curved ass staring back at me. I tore my gaze away, staring at the dried up blood on my knuckles, “Why am I here?” The whip lady took slow strides towards me, stroking the whip seductively like it
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Chapter 6: Demand
Lyra's POVWhat?!The words echoed in my mind like a drumbeat. What was she talking about? I could barely grasp the meaning before Miss Caroline, she yanked my arm so forcefully that the world blurred before me. Pain shot up my shoulder like lightning, but my lips stayed sealed.I wanted to scream, to lash out, but something in her ice-cold gaze made my chest tighten, and my tongue felt heavy. I managed to swallow the burning lump in my throat, forcing my breath into something resembling composure, even though the whole situation reeked of injustice."Lyra," she snapped, as if the name was a foul taste on her tongue. "Or whatever your name is, I don't have time for your questions. Get inside, now."The venom in her voice made my stomach twist.My body felt numb as she dragged me, the cold stone floor beneath my feet scraping against my skin. I could feel the sting of her fingers around my wrist, digging in like she was trying to claim ownership over me. I stumbled, but she didn’t seem
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Chapter 7
Meera’s POVI stood at the edge of the stairs, my breath shallow, my body tensing as the sneeze tickled the back of my throat. It was almost unbearable. My eyes watered, and I could feel my nostrils twitching with the impending eruption. Holding my breath, I fought it, wanting to be in control. I didn’t want to show any weakness in front of him. But, of course, just as I thought I could manage it, the sneeze came crashing through, an involuntary explosion of air. It echoed through the house, bouncing off the walls like a distant gunshot. I rubbed my nose hastily, frustrated with my own body.At the top of the stairs, I waited. Still, I had to admit I was feeling a little impatient. The clock was ticking. There was no time to waste. I could hear my father’s movements coming from upstairs, the creak of his footsteps signaling his descent. I took a deep breath, the air sharp as it filled my lungs, and turned to face the living room.I couldn’t stand waiting any longer. If he wasn’t going
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Chapter 8:A Man For Me
Lyra’s povI sat at the end of the cell, my knees hugged tightly to my chest. The rough stone walls of the prison seemed to close in around me, the weight of the day pressing down on my chest like an iron fist. The echoes of the laborers' anger still rang in my ears, their faces twisted in fury, their voices laced with mockery. It wasn’t just the physical pain that bothered me—no, it was the way they looked at me, as if I were nothing more than a broken tool to be used and discarded.I rubbed my chest, the ache sharp, and my mind wandered back to the prison yard. The way the guards barked orders, the way I was treated like a lesser being. Even my uncle’s cruelty seemed kinder compared to the torment of being here, in this hellhole.Just when I thought I might crack under the weight of it all, a sudden burst of noise broke through the suffocating silence. It started as a faint murmur, then grew louder, like a wave crashing against a shore. Trembling voices filled the air, their despera
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Chapter 9:She won’t leave without a fight!
Lyra’s POV His lips twitched into something between a grin and a snarl. "You’re a firebird, aren’t you? I like that." He withdrew his hand slowly, the amusement never leaving his face. "You will be mine, Lyra. Whether you accept it or not.""Is that supposed to scare me?" I asked, my voice sharp. "Because it doesn’t."His smile faded, replaced by a steely look. "It will."I stared at him, defiant, refusing to let him see the flicker of fear that threatened to rise. I wasn’t going to bend. I wasn’t going to break."Maybe not," he mused, his fingers curling into a fist. "But I’ll make you want to be. And when you do, you’ll realize just how little control you ever had."The sharp wind outside the prison cut through me like a blade, but it wasn’t the cold that chilled me now—it was the weight of Miss Caroline’s words, still echoing in my mind, rattling through my chest like a death knell. I’m nothing. Her voice, venomous and cold, played on a loop in my thoughts, each repetition digging
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Chapter 10:Into the Unknown
Lyra’s POVThe heavy chains rattled with every step I took, my heart a wild thrum beneath my ribs. The air was thick with the scent of sweat, the grim, overpowering odor of men and women bound together by fate. This place—this wretched place—wasn't unfamiliar. No, I knew it well. It was the other side of the cage I had once been locked in. The place I feared and fought against with every ounce of strength. But this time, there was no escape.I inhaled sharply, the sharp tang of metal stinging my nostrils. The guards' boots echoed behind me, their sharp, heavy steps a reminder of the power they held over my fragile existence. One of them, a burly man with a jagged scar that ran from his temple down to his cheek, glanced over at me, his eyes cold, unreadable. He didn’t speak, but I could feel the weight of his gaze, the judgment in his silence."Keep walking," the second guard snapped, shoving me forward with a force that nearly knocked me off balance. I stumbled but caught myself, grit
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