In a world of betrayal and cruelty, Allison is cast adrift from the cold embrace of her family, her fate destined for the merciless hands of the Mafia. As a slave in the household of the ruthless Ndrangheta clan, Allison is at the mercy of Ramiro, a heartless Mafia boss who sees her as nothing more than a plaything for his insatiable desires. Amidst the suffocating brutality, a shocking revelation awaits. The fickle hand of Cupid strikes, binding the hearts of Allison and Ramiro in an unlikely romance, their passions colliding in a tempestuous embrace.As the embers of their forbidden love burn white-hot, will Allison be able to break free from the chains of enslavement that bind her to the Ndrangheta? Or will the allure of forbidden love entice her to stay, as the dark shadows of danger draw ever closer?
View MoreALLISON POV The sunlight shone on my face, it was what woke me up, I stretched my hands to see nobody in the bed. Thankfully I was dressed, it seems like it was the master who dressed me before he left.I stood up from the bed, I saw a little note on his drawer, it read, “I had to leave early, I am so sorry but I would make it up to you. Love master.”I blushed as I shoved the note into my pocket, my skin felt very sticky and worse my body ached, but I don't regret last night. As I bathed, memories of the previous night flooded my mind. I couldn't help but reminisce about Master Romario and our night of passion. It was splendid, exceeding my expectations. Master was extremely gentle with me, and I longed to experience that again.After getting dressed, I entered my room to find Emily sitting on my bed, deep in thought. I tapped her shoulder, and she jumped, startled. "Are you okay?" I asked. Emily nodded, "Yes... you just scared me." I apologized and threw my dirty clothes into the
Allison POV Time flew by, and the days blended together in a pleasant haze. I cherished every moment spent with Romario, and my heart skipped a beat whenever he was near. The memories of our subtle touches a week ago lingered, and I couldn't help but steal glances at him. He looked captivating, driven by pleasure, and I felt my cheeks flush with excitement.Anastasia's teasing voice snapped me back to reality. "Lover girl, hello?" She waved her hands in front of my eyes, and I blushed at the nickname. Everyone in the manor knew about my involvement with Romario; his affectionate nature made it impossible to hide. I playfully rolled my eyes, and Anastasia chuckled."Hey Anastasia, are you done with the garden work?" I asked, feeling a bit guilty for not helping her earlier. Romario had distracted me, whisking me away to his room that morning. I had promised Anastasia I'd assist her, but Romario's persuasive charms had won me over.Anastasia nodded, a hint of amusement in her eyes.
ROMARIO POVI woke up alone, assuming Allison had gone to do her chores. She insisted on it to quell the rumors spreading through the manor. Her determination to maintain appearances was admirable, but I wished she wouldn't feel obligated.Stretching, I headed to my father's office, curious about the news he promised. Hopefully, it was about the elusive mole Ken had been searching for. That traitor had been evading detection for far too long.As I entered, my father's gloomy expression matched the somber mood that had plagued him since Jose's departure. His eyes seemed to hold a perpetual shadow."Good morning," I greeted, taking a seat opposite him.He merely hummed, his eyes fixed on some unseen point, his brow furrowed.I rolled my eyes. "What's this meeting about?"Tristan's expression darkened, his voice laced with anger. "You tell me... You've been frolicking with that so-called pet slave of yours all over town."I sensed a lecture brewing."Why do you want to disgrace our fami
ALLISON POV I slowly opened my eyes to find myself nestled in Romario's bed, my face buried in the warm nook of his neck. His hand rested comfortably on my waist, a gentle reminder of his presence. This had been our sleeping position for weeks now, and I couldn't help but savor every moment of it. The familiarity of his scent, the rhythm of his breathing, and the security of his embrace all combined to create a sense of tranquility I'd never known before."Pet, are you awake?" Romario's low, husky voice snapped me out of my reverie, sending shivers down my spine.I stretched my body like a languid cat, arching my back and extending my limbs. Then, I turned to him, my eyes locking onto his. "Good morning, Master," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.Romario's gaze held mine for a moment before he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. His lips lingered, sending warmth spreading through my entire body. Then, he stood up, his movements fluid and deliberate, and headed to the bath
THIRD PERSON POV An unsettling silence enveloped the manor as Jose stormed out, leaving a trail of chaos in his wake. Romario swiftly intervened, dispersing the gathered maids back to their duties.Meanwhile, Leonardo rushed to Tristian's aid, helping him up from the floor where Jose's violent outburst had left him with a broken nose."Let's get you to your room," Leonardo suggested.As they navigated the corridors, Romario's mind reeled with questions. Who was this Gracia that Jose had passionately referred to as his "everything"? Why would Jose have someone else when he and Tristian had been together for over twenty years?Upon reaching Tristian's room, Leonardo gently laid him down on the bed."Thanks for your help, you can leave now," Tristian said.Romario's eyes widened in disbelief."We're not going anywhere until you explain what just happened," Romario insisted.Leonardo nodded in agreement, but Tristian's expression remained resolute, his eyes guarded."It's none of your bu
ROMARIO POVI sat at my desk, engrossed in paperwork, when a knock interrupted my focus."Come in, the door's open," I muttered, not bothering to look up.Ken pushed the door open, escorting a shivering man into my office.My brow furrowed in confusion as I set aside my pen."Who is this?" I demanded, eyeing the trembling individual.Ken stepped forward."This is the gold dealer, Boss," he replied.My expression transformed into pure rage as I rose from my chair.This was the man responsible for jeopardizing our alliance with the Genovese family.I strode toward him, my voice menacing."So, you're the one who thought he could deceive me," I sneered.The old man quivered."We paid you for the purest gold, yet you delivered fake," I accused.He shook his head frantically."I swear on my life, I gave your second-in-command the real gold chain," he pleaded.I scoffed at his feeble attempt to deflect blame."Your life was forfeit the moment you decided to double-cross me," I growled.The m
ALLISON POV "Get your lazy bones to work!" Mera snarled, her sharp tone slicing through my thoughts like a razor. I shot her a withering glare before trudging towards the kitchen, tasked with preparing breakfast alongside Emily. My feet felt heavy, weighed down by the turmoil brewing within. As I walked, I made sure to steer clear of Master Romario's path. For over a week, I had been avoiding him, haunted by the head maid's ominous warning: "He'll discard you like the others." Those words echoed in my mind like a malevolent mantra, fueling my deepest fears. What if I wasn't enough? What if Romario tired of me, just like he had with the others? The kitchen's warmth enveloped me, but my thoughts remain icy. "You're burning the sausages!" Emily shrieked, rushing to extinguish the flames dancing in the pan. I apologized profusely, my face burning with embarrassment, as I opened the windows to clear the smoke. Emily's worried gaze met mine, her brow furrowed. "What's wrong?
ROMARIO POV I woke up to the warm sunlight peeking through the blinds, illuminating my lavish bedroom. Stretching my arms, I tossed off the covers and swung my legs over the side of the bed. Today was the party in Mexico. My mind drifted to Allison, my pet. Lately, she'd been avoiding me, and I couldn't understand why.As I packed my bag, my thoughts lingered on Allison's captivating eyes. What had driven her away?Just as I zipped my bag shut, a knock at the door broke the silence."Boss, your private jet is ready," Ken, my pilot, announced."Give me a sec," I replied, grabbing my bag.I took one last glance around the room, ensuring I hadn't forgotten anything."Ready," I said, opening the door.Ken nodded and took my bag. "We need to move if we want to make our Mexico City deadline."I nodded and followed Ken out the door.The warm sun hit me as we stepped onto the tarmac. My sleek private jet awaited, engines humming."All set, boss?" Ken asked.I nodded and boarded the jet.As
Leonardo POV My mind was filled with rage was I saw my brother, Ramiro sharing a kiss with Kate, I felt like slamming him into a world but I just ignored both of them and left to the front yard. I rushed into my car and drove out of the manor, the guards at the door were giving me weird stares but I paid them no mind. Life wasn't fair to me at all. I am Leonardo Ndrangheta, the second son of Terrone Ndrangheta, the useless son as most people like to whisper behind my back. I have always lived in the shadow of Romario, he is better than me in every aspect, and that infuriates me.I drove to the nightclub, “Favre” is the most popular club in this side of Italy, the owner is my bestfriend; Vinnie Paz. As I moved inside the club making sure to avoid the sweaty bodies, I made my way to the VIP section and sat there. I called the waiter to give me his strongest drink, I had also drank four shots of tequila when Vinnie rushed to my side and seized the fifth glass. “Give it back!” I push
The fire crackled and hissed in the hearth as Mr wither paced his study, seething with rage. His wife, Mrs Wither, sat opposite him, her face pale and drawn. "She is a disgrace to our family," hissed Mr wither his voice laced with venom. "She is ugly and disgusting,she has always been a jinx, she has done nothing but bring misfortune to us." His wife nodded silently, her own heart heavy hatred."I think it's time to get rid of her, I am tired of looking at her demon eyes?" she said quietly. “We can't kick her out of the house, people would see us as irresponsible parents. I promise you we will get rid of her soon” Mr Wither answered his wife. The Wither family concluded on getting rid of their younger daughter Allison wither..................Allison sat in her room, drowning in her own self pity, her life was a mess, she was constantly bullied because of her Heterochromia. She was pale with long blond hair, her left eye was ocean Blue while her right eye was amber green, it got her ...
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