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Indebted to the Mafia King Date Night
ChloeI never expected that being in a ferry heading to the city with Tony for a date would be the way I'd end this day. My life was never predictable before, but being asked on a date by him was never a thought that crossed my mind. Sure, he didn't have to say it outright that it was all just for show, and I didn't feel the need to clarify with him either, but I can't help but wonder if there's more to it than he's letting on.I'm probably kidding myself, I know. But as we stand side by side, leaning on the railing and overlooking the moonlight reflecting on the water, my mind goes back to the day we met two years ago in this same place, and my heart betrays me. Again.I still remember exactly how I felt when I saw him. When he shattered my phone and ruined my purse. And when I boldly sort of invited him on a date. I was so intoxicated by his presence back then that I still don't know what came over me.We never talked about that day, and I wonder if he still thinks about it as frequ
Last Updated : 2024-11-06Indebted to the Mafia King Heating Up
ChloeMy date with Tony turns out to be lighter and funnier than I imagined it would be. I was still tense and nervous, but not because he purposely caused it, but mostly because I can't control my own feelings. But the wine helped me to loosen up a little around him, and by the time we return to the house, I'm feeling much less stiff and robotic around him.Tony has this dry humor that I love. I love the way he purses his lips when something isn't to his taste, or the way he is so smooth while talking to people, almost like he knows how good he is to influence them into doing what he needs or wants from them.He told me a little bit about how life as the mafia boss has been tougher than he imagined it would be, and I felt sorry for him. Like me, Tony grew up in this life, so I don't think he had much of a choice, the same way I hadn't.It's past midnight by the time we arrive back at Staten Island. I feel slightly drowsy, but other than that, I feel great. "Thank you for taking me o
Last Updated : 2024-11-07Indebted to the Mafia King Burning
ChloeTwo Years AgoI had my fair share of drinks tonight, but being with Tony was so easy and fun that I couldn't force myself to stop. It had been a coincidence to find him in the ferry, and I had been bold enough to sort of ask him out. I didn't know what came over me, but when I realized, I had already done it. When the drinks started to flow freely and into my system, I loosened up and my inhibitions were damned. I lost track of time, talking and flirting with him, sharing what life had been like in Miami, making sure to keep the gross details out of it. I didn't need to remind myself of the nightmares haunting my life now. Not when I felt so happy and carefree.By the time I realize the bar is closing, a gloomy feeling comes over me. I don't want this night to end. And I don't want to separate from Tony, going back to my stupid, hateful life.His hand warmly grabs mine over the bar counter, his fingers caressing my palm and causing chills to run down my spine. The brush of his
Last Updated : 2024-11-08Indebted to the Mafia King Undeniable Similarities
TonyMy fake date with Chloe was not what I was expecting. It was surprisingly great. Not that I didn't think I could have fun with Chloe, because I know I can. She is quieter than most women I know, but her presence is so addicting, I feel almost obsessed whenever I'm with her. I want to do everything to make her talk more, to laugh more. Whenever I managed to get a smile from her last night, it felt like my heart would explode.Now, more than ever, I want to do everything in my power to give her the life she deserves. I want to be responsible for putting a smile on her face every day.And that’s why I sent her to bed as soon as I put my eyes on her this morning. She looked…awful. Slightly flushed, her eyes deep, with dark circles under them, not to mention her pale skin.When I showed up in her room with a tray filled with coffee and some fruits a few minutes later, she was already asleep, so I didn't want to wake her up. I ordered something to be delivered for her to have lunch lat
Last Updated : 2024-11-09Indebted to the Mafia King The Truth
ChloeI open my eyes slowly and stretch my arms over my head, noticing the darkness enveloping my room. There is a fading beam of moonlight shining through the open curtains, but apart from that, it is pitch black around me. I look at my nightstand clock, realizing it's almost 7pm. It takes me a few seconds to remember why I'm in bed at this time of the day.What the hell happened to me? I don't feel sick at all, just slightly exhausted, but I simply blacked out after Tony ordered me to return to bed because I seemingly had a fever. I might have been under a lot of stress lately without even noticing it. With everything that has happened—my father's death, moving back to New York, breaking free from Mateo, the sudden fake marriage with Tony, and me having to confront my own feelings for him–it all might have unconsciously taken its toll on my health.With a sudden start, I remember the party my mother was supposed to throw today. It should be happening already. However, Tony did ment
Last Updated : 2024-11-10Indebted to the Mafia King Acceptance
TonyI couldn't stay at home. After I saw the pictures of my mom and realized that Ellie was, in fact, my daughter, my entire world collapsed. I couldn't think straight. I couldn't understand what made Chloe keep this huge secret from me for years. How could she live under the same roof as me now, with our daughter, and not tell me the truth, not tell me Ellie was also mine?I had missed so much. And the worst part was that it wasn't even my choice. I wasn't given one from the start. She had chosen that for me. No matter how hard I tried to find a reasonable explanation as to why Chloe did this to me, I always ended up hitting a dead end. There is no excuse, there is no reason… Why would she allow someone like Mateo to be around her and Ellie when she could have come to me sooner? Why did she think she could keep such a secret from me? What gave her the right?I felt overwhelmed with emotions—feelings I didn't want to feel. I didn't want to hate Chloe, or question her reasons, but i
Last Updated : 2024-11-11Indebted to the Mafia King Overdue Confrontation
Chloe"I can't do this. This is fucking insane," Tony says to me, turning and walking away from me.I grab him by the wrist before he has the chance to disappear from my sight. I've been waiting for him to return home for hours. After he left, so angry at me, I put Ellie to bed and took a shower, taking the time I needed to get my mind into the right place.Tony was never supposed to find out about Ellie this way. I did plan to tell him eventually, but with everything that happened in my life recently, I couldn't drop another bomb on him like that. I've imagined how it would be to tell Tony about it so many times during the past two years, but I didn't picture any of them being like this.Sure, I imagined he would be mad at me, but the look in his eyes when I didn't answer him earlier, and the way he seems disgusted by me right now is more than I can handle. "Wait. Please, Tony. Just let me explain," I beg. I'm struggling to fight back the tears that are desperate to fall. I thought
Last Updated : 2024-11-12Indebted to the Mafia King At Last
ChloeWhen Tony's fingers brush against my sensitive, swollen clit, I whine, squirming under him. He hisses immediately, feeling my wetness soaking his fingertips, and his other hand, which is still on my breast, squeezes it involuntarily."Shit, you're so wet, Chloe," he murmurs, lowering himself on me once more. Then his hand pulls my cleavage down, finally releasing my breasts. My brain threatens to explode when Tony grabs one nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking at it while his other hand plays with me down there. I am overwhelmed with sensations, unsure of what to do with my hands and myself."Tony," I cry again. I want him to finish me soon, but I also want him to take as long as possible. He makes me feel so good, and we have barely even started. The one and only time we slept together, I was drunk. And even though I still dream about that moment to this day, it isn't as clear to me as I wish it was. I can't believe I'm getting to experience it again.He doesn't seem t
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*Tatiana*I grit my teeth and force myself not to roll my eyes. Throwing a tantrum won’t help—but that doesn’t stop the anger simmering just beneath my skin. I don’t like the way Angelo drew that line between us. Cold. Sharp. Final.It’s not just that he’s shutting me out. It’s how he’s doing it—like I’m still some piece on his chessboard, a liability to manage. A prisoner, technically. But from him? That’s a slap in the face.He’s across the kitchen, body rigid, watching me. I ignore him. If he wants distance, fine. I’ve had worse from men with half his brain and twice his ego.I focus on the window, jaw tight. I will find a way to be useful, whether he lets me or not. I didn’t survive this long just to be benched.“Give me a cigarette,” Angelo mutters, moving toward Sal and snatching the pack from the table.My gaze flicks over in time to see the tension in his shoulders, the anger in his hands.He doesn’t smoke. Hasn’t since I got here.“Sure you wanna do that?” Kian asks, brows ra
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AngeloI pull myself from the bed and get dressed, still feeling the rush from my quick encounter with Tatiana. As much as I want to spend more time with her, I know I can't afford to linger. Work’s been piling up, and I’ve been slacking lately—ever since things started getting heated between us. The Saints need me, and I can’t ignore them.Keeping an eye on Tatiana, as per Tony’s orders, has also taken a lot of my focus. I haven’t had a chance to personally discuss with him yet what Tatiana shared with me about her past and her involvement with the Rominas, but I know that Sal and Dice have already filled him in. I just hope Tony doesn’t see her as a liability or a potential threat, but instead, as an ally."Can I ask you something?" Tatiana’s voice pulls me from my thoughts. She’s lying there, looking up at me, her lashes fluttering in that way I know always gets me."Sure," I reply, trying to sound casual. I walk back toward her but keep my distance so we don’t end up going for ro
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TatianaThe morning sun warms my skin, stirring me gently from sleep. I stretch my arms above my head, muscles loosening as a sense of peace settles over me. It’s strange how a good night’s sleep can reset everything—my mood, my resolve, even my sense of purpose. Today, I feel new. Whole.Turning to my side, I gaze at Angelo. He’s still asleep, facing me, his features relaxed and soft in the quiet light. I take him in—the curve of his lips, the strong line of his jaw, those unruly dark curls that slip over closed eyes, guarded by lashes so long they could make any woman jealous.He looks like a different man when he’s asleep—unbothered, weightless. Awake, he carries the world like it’s chained to his back.A part of me wants to believe I’m the reason for that peace. That I’m helping him, in the way he’s helped me—just by being here, by seeing him, really seeing him, the way that no one else has. Just as he’s able to see me differently.My heart pounds as flashes of the past two weeks
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*Tatiana*Getting to finally meet two other members of the Saints feels somewhat… exciting. I was shocked to see the one I had cut while running away from the wedding was part of their gang. This whole time, I’d just assumed that he had been working for Oleg. At least he doesn’t seem to be holding a grudge against me, which is a relief.The other one, though—Dice—was harder to convince that he can trust me, but in the end, I think they both believed me and my story. I still don’t know the plans they have for me, and I assume they need to tell their boss what I’ve disclosed first, but surprisingly, I’m not that worried about my future anymore. I know Angelo won’t leave me on the street by myself. He’ll find a way to keep me protected, even if his boss tells him I’m of no use to them anymore.Maybe I can return to Russia and start again somehow. The mere thought of leaving Angelo behind hurts my heart, but if that’s what it comes to in the end, I’ll have to find a way. It’s a bit alar
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AngeloTatiana and I spend the rest of the day in her room, only leaving for dinner, and we’re back in bed before midnight. The house is empty because the rest of the team had to go to a meeting with Tony and left me here watching her—since, in their words, I already know how to deal with her.I wanted to punch the smirks off their faces, but they weren’t wrong.I also don’t want them near Tatiana while they’re still so suspicious of her. That would only scare her. And now that she’s shared everything with me, I’m more convinced than ever that I was right all along—she was never a threat.There’s no way she could be such a good actor and lie about her past. I saw the pain in her eyes, the hatred, and the guilt she carries. It’s the exact same look I see in the mirror when I stare at myself.I told her I didn’t think I could hate Oleg any more than I already did, but now that I know what he put her through… God, rage boils inside me to the point I can barely control it.Luca, Tatiana’s
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*Tatiana*I lie against Angelo’s chest, staring blankly at the wall, his thumb circling gentle caresses on my back. The sun is setting outside, and I have lost track of how long we’ve been here. For all I care, we could just stay here forever. I wouldn’t mind.I wonder where the other guys are or if they know what we’re doing in here, but I don’t bother to ask ngelo about it. Not that I’m embarrassed about what we did, but we’re supposed to be enemies, kidnapper and kidnapped. This isn’t how things were supposed to evolve between us.I bet they hate me for not giving them what they want, for wasting their time, and for fucking Angelo–something they’re all probably aware of by now.But what can I do? It’s not like I forced him to sleep with me. I didn’t even try that hard to seduce him.“What are you thinking about?” he whispers against my head, placing a soft kiss on my temple.“Not much,” I reply with a shrug.“I doubt that,” he says, continuing his featherlight strokes on my skin.H
Indebted to the Mafia King Make Me Regret
*Tatiana*“Then what is the problem?” I stare into Angelo’s eyes, waiting for him to explain why he’s suddenly being so cold to me.His body language is fuckng confusing as hell. I see desire in his eyes, but he’s keeping his distance from me. I wish he would stop playing games and just be upfront with me. I don’t have time for bullshit right now.“Listen, you already know the situation we’re in. I don’t want to lie to you or pretend everything is okay because it is not,” he begins. The weight of this presses down on him enough that his shoulders slump a little.“I know,” I state firmly. “I’m not a child. I understand the situation we’re in right now. Trust me, you don’t have to worry about that.” If he only knew the things I’ve seen…. I take another bite of my steak, but I’m no longer hungry. I force myself to eat anyway since I don’t know when I’ll have another chance to.. If this conversation goes south, this might be my last meal of the day, so I’d better force it down.Angelo sig
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*Tatiana*At first, I’m shocked by what’s going on, barely reacting to Angelo’s lips on mine. But it lasts less than a couple of seconds before I groan against him and grant his tongue the access he so desperately wants.Angelo pulls my body against his, his hands wrapped around my waist, keeping me trapped against him. His kiss is so delicious, so enticing, so… sexy. He knows exactly what he’s doing, his tongue dancing inside my mouth as if it wants to commit this moment to memory.When he sucks my bottom lip, I forget all the reasons why this is completely wrong. I shouldn’t let this happen, but right now, I can’t find any answer within me as to why not.A moan escapes my throat when I feel his hands moving from my hip, down to my ass. He grabs and squeezes before pulling me tightly against him.He’s already hard for me, and that’s the only sign I need to know he wants the same thing I do. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him down and deepening the kiss even more. Angelo doesn
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*Tatiana*I wake up in a strange room, my entire body sore, my head pounding, my leg muscles weak from all the running yesterday, and to make it all worse, nightmares kept me up all night, so I’m also groggy–and irritable.Visions of my parents being murdered flashed before my eyes all night long. The blood dripping down their faces, Oleg’s vicious grin, a silent scream stuck on my lips. I’d wake up in a cold sweat, only to fall back asleep and start the cycle all over again.Each time I screamed, I woke up my babysitter. It wasn’t fair to him, and at one point, I considered staging away. But I couldn’t do that. I was too exhausted to keep my eyes open.Still in bed, I look over to find that the armchair Angelo stayed in all night is empty with no sign of him ever being there, other than the fact that it is closer to the bed than it originally was. My screaming must’ve alarmed him enough so that he moved it closer.Was he concerned about my well-being or annoyed that he had to keep cr
