#ENTRY FOR:#1 Inescapable Bondage: Becoming the Forbidden Possession of the Mafia Boss Late at night, a drunk Eugene finds himself deep in a New York back alley to relieve himself when he witnesses a murder. Momentarily stunned by the killer's appearance, he tries to escape before being discovered, but the killer's gun barrel points toward Eugene... The blonde killer, called Valentine, proposes to the witness Eugene that if he can guess the flavor of the candy in his mouth, he'll let him live. Emboldened by alcohol, Eugene steals a kiss from the killer to taste the candy. However, the blonde killer says he's changed his mind and points the gun at him again...
더 보기"Is the sun too strong so you came in? Why don't you go up to the second floor?Leo suggested, using his back to shield the bloodied man. Instead of retreating to the second floor, Eugene sat on the sofa opposite Valentine."Don't mind me. Continue what you were doing."Leo stared at Eugene hesitantly for a moment, then shrugged. He tapped the man's cheek with the side of a knife that he had been cleverly hiding behind his back. The knife, already covered in blood, was further stained with the man's blood. The man, who had been slumped as if unconscious, opened his eyes and immediately trembled."I really don't know anything. I just did what I was told and got paid for it."The man muttered in a weak voice. Eugene turned on the TV with the remote on the table. Either the situation in New York had calmed down somewhat, or people had grown tired of the repeated news—the broadcast had returned to its normal, ordinary appearance instead of breaking news."AAAGH!"The man screamed. Eugene'
While the sacrificial lambs were being prepared, the city was enveloped in darkness. It was time to move. Tony Rico and the other Belmontes all got into their cars. Three cars and one truck lined up and headed toward Long Island."Make sure to arrange people to take care of those guys too."Tony Rico said."I'll handle it thoroughly, so don't worry."Angelo Casani, sitting in the passenger seat, nodded."If today's operation succeeds, the Lucianos will finally be finished."Angelo Casani said in a low voice."Valentine is dead, and now the old Luciano will die too, so yes, you could say that."Tony Rico replied.A heavy silence hung in the moving car. These men were about to witness the long-awaited destruction of the Lucianos right before their eyes, but instead of being intoxicated with joy and a sense of victory, they couldn't hide their gloomy expressions. They would get their revenge by killing Ricardo Luciano, but what came after was the problem. Hadn't the Belmontes also lost t
While Tony was shaking with anger, Fredo Codiseri, the consigliere, was clenching his teeth and glaring wide-eyed. It was an unusual expression for someone who rarely showed emotion."Fredo, what kind of man are you that you couldn't notice the Russians were having second thoughts?! They've betrayed us, no doubt. They've joined hands with the Luciano family. Otherwise, why would they disappear without a trace until now?!"Tony Rico redirected his anger towards Fredo. Fredo's jaw twitched."Do you think blaming me like this will solve anything? I didn't establish the deal with the Red Mafia. It was a connection made through Sicily, a relationship we've been trading with for a long time. Not just me, but no one could have detected their betrayal."Since Fredo's words were true, Tony Rico turned his head away, spewing profanities.The Belmonte family had already experienced the painful loss of an heir at Luciano's hands. Eugene Belmonte had miraculously appeared when they thought the Bel
"......"The blond killer in front of Eugene was certainly a master of attack. Eugene couldn't say anything and just gasped for breath after the unexpected assault. The excessively sweet and powerful attack completely broke his will to counterattack. But Eugene had no intention of letting the emotional sediment lurking deep in his heart simply disappear. If he left it unresolved, it would certainly emerge as a problem later."...You tried to kill me. Even if the truck attack wasn't your doing, when you choked me at the Belmonte mansion, you meant it.""Yes."Valentine admitted simply. Then he added:"But I couldn't kill you."His large, white hand touched Eugene's neck. It soon wrapped around it."You were the first I decided to kill but couldn't finish. And probably the last."The hand that had been wrapped around his neck moved up to cup Eugene's cheek. Though it was a hard palm, it felt softer than anything. Eugene unconsciously tilted his head, entrusting his cheek to the hand. Va
"Do you remember the incident when Carlo Chirico, the underboss of the Colvino family, was hit by a truck in a hit-and-run?"Eugene had to search his memory momentarily. The relatively minor hit-and-run incident involving Carlo Chirico had been completely overshadowed by the major events that had occurred without pause."...I remember. It happened right after Don Luciano was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer."It wasn't that long ago. In fact, it could even be considered recent. But in terms of how it felt, it seemed like an extremely distant event. The war that had finally broken out between the two families. At the beginning of it all was Don Luciano's lung cancer diagnosis, but the actual spark of discord was ignited by Carlo Chirico's hit-and-run incident."And you certainly remember the attack you and Valentine suffered afterward."Eugene silently nodded. The ambush and gunfight they'd experienced below the apartment, and the subsequent attacks on the highway. Valentine had bee
"So all this time, you've been getting detailed information about the Belmonte family's movements through Alexander.""With the Belmonte family's secretive nature, they wouldn't reveal their internal affairs in detail even to trusted business partners. And Sasha and I aren't that close anyway. In fact, he and I rather dislike each other."Valentine's voice gained strength, as if emphasizing the part about disliking each other."He was just a hidden card. This operation, too, was a transaction.""A transaction?""By backstabbing the Belmonte family and Sicily, he loses an excellent weapons trading route but will gain a drug route from Mexico to Miami.""So I was sold for a Mexican drug trafficking route.""You were exchanged for a deal worth tens of billions of dollars, so you should feel proud."Valentine's fingers subtly rubbed Eugene's palm."...You knew your half-brother was trafficking weapons with the Belmonte family, yet you stayed silent and waited for the right moment to use it
"Stop. Ayúdame. Por favor. Help me, please..."The Hispanic man muttered, alternating between English and Spanish. But knowing that pleading was useless, his voice lacked strength.Tattoos covered the exposed skin of the Hispanic man's neck, arms, and fingers, and even with his eyes covered, his seated posture revealed his gang affiliation. The man was probably a serious criminal. But that didn't prevent compassion for a human pleading in terror, nor did it reduce disgust toward those who tied up and lynched people. Though Eugene had thought he was already accustomed to violence and death, he wasn't. He struggled to maintain an expressionless face at the scene before him."I told you to catch him, not damage him this much."Leo clicked his tongue."His head and mouth are intact, so don't worry."The man named Kevin shrugged and retorted.Kevin, who appeared to hold significant status among the black men, stood behind the Hispanic man as if claiming ownership of him. His eyes surveyed
"How's your body feeling?"Valentine's fingers landed on Eugene's knee, then crawled slowly up his thigh."Keep your hands off."Eugene brushed Valentine's fingers away. After visually confirming that the Russians were completely focused on their own activities, he spoke."What are you trying to do here?""What did you think I was going to do?"Eugene was speechless.Logically, Valentine should have killed Eugene, the Belmonte heir, or taken him hostage. Either way, the war would end in a victory for the Lucianos. But Valentine never operated within Eugene's logical expectations. He had set fire to a corpse to fake Eugene's death. What exactly was he planning?"Claudio Luciano died in a burning car, and just now Eugene Belmonte died over there too.""So you're suggesting we fake our deaths and run away together in some lovers' escape?""You asked me to come with you.""...What did you hear?""Your true feelings.""True feelings?""You asked so desperately, with tears in your eyes. Whe
'Should I really kill him?'Eugene thought as he looked at Valentine, who appeared more dazzlingly beautiful than he had ever seen him before. He was at least 60 percent serious."Coffee?"Valentine asked as he approached, moving away from the doorway. Only then did Eugene notice the cup in his hand. At the same time, the strong scent of coffee stimulated his senses. His mouth filled with saliva. Valentine snorted softly and helped Eugene sit up, leaning him against the headboard.His arm felt impossibly heavy as he tried to lift it to take the coffee cup. His hand trembled uncontrollably. Valentine embraced Eugene from behind, letting him rest his back against his chest, and brought the coffee cup to his lips. The hot, strong coffee tasted excellent. Eugene took a few sips of the scalding coffee and exhaled with satisfaction. Valentine took advantage of this moment to nibble on Eugene's earlobe, ear, and nape.Perhaps thanks to the caffeine, some strength returned to his body. Despit
PrologueWandering alone in New York's back alleys late at night is not a wise course of action. Eugene had generally lived his life by making wise decisions, but today was an exception. This was because he had just received news that he passed the bar exam. Eugene had a celebration party with his friends and left the bar alone very late at night, quite intoxicated, walking slowly through New York's night streets. To make matters worse, he went deep into a narrow, dirty back alley to relieve a sudden urge to urinate.Eugene enjoyed the feeling of relief as he urinated on the street, hiding his body in the darkness of the dim alley. With alcohol making his body sway, his stream of urine wobbled back and forth, painting the wall. Having consumed so much tequila that it might as well have been flowing through his veins instead of blood, the tequila scent in his urine wasn't just his imagination.Eugene heard a suspicious sound just as he finished his business and was straightening his pa...
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