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KIDNAPPED BY THE SILVER MAFIA DON DREAM
I awaken with a startled breath, my chest heaving up and down swiftly. My heart races within my chest as I rise from bed, clutching the blankets. My body feels heated, my hands sweaty, and for a brief moment, I find it hard to distinguish reality from the dream I just experienced. A vision. No, it seemed too genuine. I shut my eyes tightly, attempting to remember every detail. The gentle light of golden chandeliers, the sound of voices gradually disappearing as I remained in the center of an elegant ballroom. My gown was white, lengthy, and draped softly like silk on my skin. And afterward- Raymond. He stood before me, his tailored suit fitting his form impeccably. His gaze-deep, powerful, fixed solely on me. His face contained an emotion I had never encountered before. Weakness. He then knelt down on one knee. "Gracie," his voice resonated in my thoughts. "I'm unsure how this occurred, but I can't imagine a future without you." "Wed me." The recollection causes my breath to c
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-18KIDNAPPED BY THE SILVER MAFIA DON STRUGGLE
Evading Raymond is akin to attempting to restrain the ocean's waves. Regardless of my efforts, he always manages to invade my existence, dragging me down before I'm aware that I'm sinking. And the most disappointing aspect? I'm unsure whether I wish to be rescued. Another Unsuccessful Try I rise up resolved. Today, I will not focus on him. I will avoid looking at him. I won't allow my heart to deceive me with its foolish, racing beats whenever he is close. I remain in my room for the majority of the morning, not daring to look out the window in case I spot him. Yet by afternoon, the walls seem to be closing in on me, overwhelming me with thoughts I wish to avoid. I require oxygen. I enter the garden, the cool breeze refreshing my warm skin. The sun shines brightly, the sky is infinite, and for a fleeting instant, I sense freedom. And afterward- "Escaping once more?" I stop moving. Certainly. Certainly, he is here. I inhale slowly before I turn. Raymond is positioned at th
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-18KIDNAPPED BY THE SILVER MAFIA DON BELLISSIMA
My father is at gunpoint. "You owe us a total of 102 million dollars. Do you have the means to pay, or are you ready to die?" The bald, 6 foot tall henchman clicks the gun, tapping my father's forehead with he metal.My heart is racing and I don't know what to do.Earlier on, father had been rejoicing to me about the new scam he had pulled on a gullible project manager of a big firm.He had good skills- commiting crimes that no one could trace.To him, this was the easiest scam he'd ever pulled.Father had even gone ahead to purchase an exotic home worth 70 million in Milan.We were both rejoicing- well I was joining in because that's the only way he can be happy these days- before our door was broken down.Father pushed me to the closet and made me hide while they rushed in.Now, I'm sweating in the midst of coats and boots, watching these men with criss crossed knife tattoos on their necks point a gun at my father.Black Silver.The only gang I know with these tattoos belong to th
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-04KIDNAPPED BY THE SILVER MAFIA DON DON
My heart instantly sinks and I immediately scramble to sit up."Y-you kidnapped me...it's...it's against the law." I sputter out. I'm realizing now that this voice might belong to the infamous leader of the Black Silver Cartel.No one really knew his name...or how he looked.But everyone knew how rash he could get.And now I'm here- somehow in the clutches of this monster.He laughs, low and mocking. "Then your father should be behind bars then. Or better still, he should be dead."My stomach twists into a knot and I bite my lips. "He...he can pay. Please sir, give us time..." I don't know what to do in this situation, so I bow my head and beg. Locks if golden hair fall and frame my vision.In this dim room, I hear the crisp sound of dress shoes.It's night outside."Yes, girl. That's why I will hold on to you. Like a kind of...collateral."I lift my head and I see him.I'm not sure what I expected this man to look like; but it's certainly not this.Just like his name, grey-silver e
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-04KIDNAPPED BY THE SILVER MAFIA DON ESCAPE
I haven't stopped shaking since he left. The contract sat on my lap like a stone, its weight pressing down on me even as my vision blurs. My tears have soaked the edges of the paper, but I don't care. My mind spins with the words I've just read. Three months. That's all my father has to pay back the money. And if he doesn't... I clutch my stomach, trying to will away the bile rising up my throat. The dimly lit room around me suddenly feels like it's closing in, the air too thick to breathe. I stumble off the bed, my bare feet hitting the cold marble floor. My legs are weak, but I force them to move, pacing back and forth in the small space. I can't stay here. I glance toward the door. It's heavy and made of some kind of reinforced steel. There's no handle on my side... just a keypad, its tiny red light mocking me. My fingers dig into my scalp, tugging at my hair as I try to think. There has to be a way out. A window. A vent. Something. I scan the room, desperate for any sembl
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-04KIDNAPPED BY THE SILVER MAFIA DON PARTY
I jolt awake. Pain explodes in my skull, each heartbeat sending sharp, relentless pulses through my head. My eyes burn, every blink like needles stabbing into them. The air is damp and freezing, and my wrists ache from the unforgiving bite of metal cuffs. I suck in a breath, trying to steady myself. My vision clears slowly. Bare stone walls. Patches of mildew. A single dim bulb flickering overhead, casting eerie shadows. I tug at the chains binding me to the wall. Metal rattles, loud in the suffocating silence. Panic claws at my chest as reality sinks in. I'm in the basement. Shackled. Trapped. Footsteps echo down the stairs. Slow. Steady. Deliberate. My breath hitches. I straighten, forcing myself to look composed even as fear coils in my stomach. The door creaks open. Raymond steps inside. His tailored suit is out of place in this damp, desolate room, but his cold expression fits perfectly. His presence fills the space, heavy and suffocating. "Did you really think running
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-04KIDNAPPED BY THE SILVER MAFIA DON ELIANA SILVER
The entire gathering is silent for a moment. As I watch Raymond's face turn cold, I realize my awful mistake.No one in the legal business world knew who was behind the Black silver cartel.Opening my mouth and screaming this in an event where important dignitaries are present is a mistake.Detrimental for him, though. After my initial shock, I can't care less.He's brought it upon himself. There were other ways to handle my father's debt.Kidnapping me as collateral was just stupid.Raymond gives a signal to one of his men and in an instant, I'm whooshed off the floor and carried off to the car outside.The guard dumps me inside the black audi and locks the door.I wait inside, heaving and panting. For a while, I'm left to my own devices, even dozing off once.Then the other backseat door flies open, startling me. It's Raymond.His demeanor is cold; that ever present mocking smile of his is gone. He stares at me and I glare back."Tarnished your image, didn't I? Did you think I'd jus
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-04KIDNAPPED BY THE SILVER MAFIA DON SURROGATE
"W-what do you mean by surrogate? I-I'm not his surrogate...I-"Raymond cuts me off immediately, leaving me floundering. He gestures for his sister to sit and calls for refreshments."You didn't read the entire document did you, Gracie?" He asks in a low voice. I can see the deep frown between his eyebrows; anger. Controlled anger.Last night's issues are probably still affecting him. I lower my tone and ask again as Eliana takes a scone off a maid's offered tray."What surrogate? We...we only agreed on the mistress part and the collateral -"Miss Eliana butts in with slightly raised brows. "Collateral? Mistress? Oh brother, what's this? Another one of your silly games?" "Her father owes me a hundred million dollars. Scammed the shit out of my incompetent project manager."Eliana turns to me sharply, looking me up and down. "So she's a thief? Huh. Well, I hope she doesn't pass down those genes to your kid.""W-what? Please I need an explanation...I deserve one, Don Silver..."I'm s
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-10
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KIDNAPPED BY THE SILVER MAFIA DON STRUGGLE
Evading Raymond is akin to attempting to restrain the ocean's waves. Regardless of my efforts, he always manages to invade my existence, dragging me down before I'm aware that I'm sinking. And the most disappointing aspect? I'm unsure whether I wish to be rescued. Another Unsuccessful Try I rise up resolved. Today, I will not focus on him. I will avoid looking at him. I won't allow my heart to deceive me with its foolish, racing beats whenever he is close. I remain in my room for the majority of the morning, not daring to look out the window in case I spot him. Yet by afternoon, the walls seem to be closing in on me, overwhelming me with thoughts I wish to avoid. I require oxygen. I enter the garden, the cool breeze refreshing my warm skin. The sun shines brightly, the sky is infinite, and for a fleeting instant, I sense freedom. And afterward- "Escaping once more?" I stop moving. Certainly. Certainly, he is here. I inhale slowly before I turn. Raymond is positioned at th
KIDNAPPED BY THE SILVER MAFIA DON DREAM
I awaken with a startled breath, my chest heaving up and down swiftly. My heart races within my chest as I rise from bed, clutching the blankets. My body feels heated, my hands sweaty, and for a brief moment, I find it hard to distinguish reality from the dream I just experienced. A vision. No, it seemed too genuine. I shut my eyes tightly, attempting to remember every detail. The gentle light of golden chandeliers, the sound of voices gradually disappearing as I remained in the center of an elegant ballroom. My gown was white, lengthy, and draped softly like silk on my skin. And afterward- Raymond. He stood before me, his tailored suit fitting his form impeccably. His gaze-deep, powerful, fixed solely on me. His face contained an emotion I had never encountered before. Weakness. He then knelt down on one knee. "Gracie," his voice resonated in my thoughts. "I'm unsure how this occurred, but I can't imagine a future without you." "Wed me." The recollection causes my breath to c
KIDNAPPED BY THE SILVER MAFIA DON SPIRIT
As soon as I hear her voice, a chill runs through my entire body. I can tell who it is without needing to face them. That piercing, authoritative voice. That presence that causes the atmosphere in the room to change. Georgia Silver. Raymond's mom. My breath halts in my throat as I turn gradually, my heart racing. And there she stands, in the middle of the living room as if she controls the universe. Her sleek, dark dress clings to her tall figure, and her striking blue eyes-resembling Raymond's-examine the room with a look of hardly masked disdain. Next to her is a man I have encountered only once before-Raymond's father, a silent but similarly imposing figure. However, it's she who frightens me the most. My abdomen contorts in agony. I recognize that expression in her gaze. She doesn't have to vocalize it-I can already perceive it in my mind. What on earth is she still doing here? "Raymond," Georgia says, her tone cutting like a knife. "We arrived to talk business, but instead
KIDNAPPED BY THE SILVER MAFIA DON AFFECTION AND ANXIETY
I walk back and forth in my room, my heart thumping against my chest. My hands shake, and I'm not sure why. It's merely breakfast. It's merely Raymond facing me, urging me to eat. That shouldn't evoke any feelings in me. Yet it does. I glide my hands along my arms, attempting to dispel the discomfort creeping across my skin. My mind is weighed down by thoughts, and regardless of my efforts to dismiss them, they continually return. "What is the matter with me?" I murmur, gazing at my image in the mirror. The girl gazing at me appears to be unfamiliar. Her hair is untidy, her lips are a bit puffy from yesterday's kiss, and her eyes-oh, her eyes-carry an overwhelming mix of feelings. I tightly shut my eyes, taking a deep breath. This is not love. It isn't possible. How could I be attracted to a killer? Raymond is perilous, merciless. I have witnessed him inflict pain on men without flinching. I have listened to their cries resonating within the mansion, pleading for compassion th
KIDNAPPED BY THE SILVER MAFIA DON A RISKY EMBRASE
The atmosphere surrounding us is dense, filled with a sensation I can't quite grasp. I remain stuck in position, my back against the wall. Raymond is in front of me, his shirt drenched with the blood of another man. The metallic aroma hangs in the air, potent and overwhelming. His deep-set eyes remain fixed on mine. He is anticipating something. Perhaps he's anticipating that I will flee, shout, or plead. However, I engage in none of those activities. I cannot. I can't figure out what's the matter with me. Raymond raises his hand, the one still smeared with blood, and holds it near my face. I recoil, my breath catching. However, rather than making contact with me, he grins and wipes it on his shirt. "You're not sprinting," he states, his tone subdued, nearly playful. I gulp, my throat parched. "Am I supposed to?" He inclines slightly, his eyes darting to my lips for a brief moment before going back to my gaze. "Indeed." I sense my heart pounding in my chest, urging me to go,
KIDNAPPED BY THE SILVER MAFIA DON CAUGHT BETWEEN TWO WORLDS
The mansion is quiet at this time, with only the sporadic noise of guards walking outside. I sit with my legs crossed on my bed, gazing at the ceiling, my mind a battlefield of opposing thoughts. I ought to dislike this place. I ought to dislike Raymond Silver. However, I do not. Not completely. I released an exasperated sigh, falling onto my back. I was meant to be a captive, right? A prisoner in her reality, a girl taken from all she understood. Here I stand, clad in silk pajamas, surrounded by a wardrobe of designer gowns and an abundance of opulence beyond my wildest dreams. Raymond purchases items for me. He ensures I eat, that I rest properly, and that I'm never at risk. He never puts his hands on me in rage. It feels as though I am- I suddenly sit up, my heart racing. No. That's absurd. That's crazy. However, my deceitful mind refuses to release it. What if... what if I were his spouse? I snicker, shaking my head in disbelief at my own actions. "You're losing it, G
KIDNAPPED BY THE SILVER MAFIA DON THE BURDEN BY HIS AFFECTION
Raymond undergoes a transformation following that evening. At first, it's understated-small details that I nearly overlook. He begins to place small presents outside my door-items I never request but somehow require. A cozy sweater for those chilly nights. A book I briefly referred to before. A fragile bracelet, the sort I would have adorned when my life was truly my own. I can't comprehend why he does it. I don't inquire. However, every time I awaken to discover another present, my heart constricts with an emotion I hesitate to label. Raymond Silver lacks love. He is indifferent. And still... I notice it in how he observes me when he believes I'm unaware. The manner in which his hands hover when he gives me something. How his expression gently softens, just a little, whenever I talk. He does not utter the words. However, I sense them. The Issue with Love One night, Lorenzo brings a parcel to my room. In contrast to the rest, this one is covered in silver paper and securely
KIDNAPPED BY THE SILVER MAFIA DON HAZARDOUS ADMIRATION
Time goes by, yet a change occurs between Raymond and me. At first, it's subtle-a prolonged gaze, a gentler voice when he addresses me, the manner in which he observes me when he believes I'm not watching. However, I observe. I'm always aware. Initially, I convince myself it's trivial. Perhaps he's simply being more cautious with me, handling me in another way due to what nearly occurred when I attempted to end my life. Perhaps this is his way of ensuring my stability, preventing me from drifting away once more. Yet, at my core, I understand it goes beyond that. I notice it in how his eyes deepen in color when I enter the space. The way his fingers lightly touch mine when he gives me something. The manner in which he remains too near when it isn't necessary. And what frightens me the most? I don't withdraw. One evening, I find myself in the magnificent library, a place I've never had the bravery to explore previously. The shelves rise up, packed with books that likely cost more
KIDNAPPED BY THE SILVER MAFIA DON TWO DISTINCT PLACES
Raymond starts to devote more time to me. Initially, I believe it's merely a coincidence-him discovering me in the library, joining me for meals, or walking by when I'm in the garden. However, I quickly understand that it's deliberate. He's trying to be near me, to communicate with me, to ensure I feel like... I fit in here. I'm unsure of the reason. Perhaps he feels remorse for all that has occurred. Perhaps he's simply uninterested. Or perhaps, beneath the surface, he genuinely appreciates having me around. One evening, following dinner, he trails me to the lounge. I settle on the couch, tucking my legs beneath me, while he occupies the chair opposite me. "You never inquire about anything," he suddenly remarks. I look up, bewildered. "What are you trying to say?" "Many individuals are interested in learning about me." He reclines, supporting his arm on the chair's side. "They seek to understand my identity, my origins, and my activities." "Yet you... you never inquire." I rais
