Two things matter in my captor's twisted world of crime. Power and Money. He stole me to gain both. He is a cold hearted monster with a reputation of violence. So how can his touch make me ache with need? I refused his proposal of marriage but Anthony Rodriguez didn't' break in for a reason. He is surely going to make me his mafia bride whether I want it or not. I'm the Russian Mafia Princess who caught the sight of the enemy. Being kidnapped is nothing but business. My dad is going to hunt this ruthless monster. That's what I should be rooting for. I should hate Anthony Rodriguez. But when the corded muscles of his tattooed arms pull me into his embrace, I feel safer than ever before. He watches me through his security cameras 24/7. I find power in giving him something to look at. But he is a dangerous stranger in my bed, clamping a rough hand on my mouth to stay silent. My entire life has been controlled by my dad. I don't know why he stole from the American mafia when he has everything. And my terrifying intruder doesn't care for a reason. He just wants to claim his debt from my quivering body. But under his command and sheets I am discovering a new strength. I'm becoming this man's doing. Despite being trapped at his mercy and stolen from my family, I might never want to leave my place under him. Kidnapped by my Ruthless Mafia Fiancé is an enemies to lovers, Stockholm Syndrome, cartel mafia romance story.
View MoreChapter 5The next morning Celeste woke up feeling the cheer in the words of her father. It was the first time in many years that she was seeing him so happy. “Good Morning princess. I have good news for you.”Celeste rubbed her eyes to lift away the weight of sleep after her dad pushed the drapes aside.She looked at him questioningly. “Dave had agreed to marry you. His parents are elated. Your wedding with Dave Hawkins is fixed next Friday. I know we have very less time to do bridal shopping but….”Celeste did not let Tom complete. “Dad, how could you take the most important decision of my life without consulting me?”Tom stared at Celeste stunned. “Aren't you happy with this wedding, princess? I thought you liked Dave when he came to meet you at the bar.”Celeste pushed her hands in the air exasperatedly. “Dad, liking someone and deciding to marry are far from each other.”Unknowingly the thoughts of Mr Cold clouded her eyes. His sharp look at her, the command in his voice as if h
Chapter 4After the fight between Anthony and Dave, Celeste rushed to her home. So many things occupy her mind.Three years ago Her dad is a mafia boss. The bloody enemy even reached their home. While dodging the bullets she fell from the stairs. But luckily she escaped the cataclysmic place. Tonight she felt the same sort of confusion and anxiety. Somehow this guy, Anthony brings strange feelings in her ... .as if she knew him from her past. Her father was watching a football match on the television and smiled after Celeste walked in. “You're home early today my child?”Unlike earlier Tom discovered Celeste's face was not glowing. After the heavy tips she got from club members Celeste would buy food and medicines for him and Lucy while coming home. Tonight her hands were empty and she was earlier than time. The enthusiasm in her eyes was missing. She slumped on the couch feeling worn out. Did she lose her job here too? Tom was worried.He hated his dependence upon his daughter. Bu
Chapter 3“Be mine” He said with a straight face and zero emotions in his eyes. What did I hear? If her ears were not wrong, did he just propose to her? God damn her delusional state! Her eyes were in a vortex. Everything that she imagined about him was going on right before her. She hated being drunk. And that moment she needed nothing more than to head home and fall into a deep sleep. Celeste walked back into the club with no reply to Anthony. She did not want to make a fool of herself for her hallucination. Anthony was right behind ready to hold if she was about to lose her balance. "You're leaving?" Mr Cold asked her from behind. "Ugh, I can barely stand up straight. Seriously, am I not allowed to leave this place either?" "Nope, no restrictions on your exit,” he retorted, his eyes rolling dramatically. “But, you-know-I was asking for a dance with me." “You know what Mr Cold, you give me the creeps. I'm steering clear of you. Your persistence for a dance all week is unsettl
Chapter 2Ten days later…The ambient glow of iridescent lights enveloped her, throwing diaphanous rays on her partially exposed form. She entwined her bare legs around the chilling embrace of the stainless-steel pole—the fortress of her transient sanctuary. “Why can’t I strip when others can? Am I your daughter?” Celeste made a heedless indulgence of her manager giving him a finger and drowned herself in a half a bottle of Jonny Walker. In a mere time of two minutes her act had proven to be folly. It was rendering her mind to go in circles, her vision was in a haze, and her bones were as pliable as wax much against her expectation.Amidst the throng of affluent patrons, whose faces adorned with lascivious grins and waving wads of currency, Celeste discerned Mr. Cold Mogul who came to the club only to see her dance since she took over this new job. He is an enigmatic figure, enduringly established in his secluded booth. His gaze was irreplaceably steadfast and unwavering upon her w
Chapter 1He was damn tired. The meeting scheduled in the previous evening extended for more than expected time and the weather changed out of blue. His flight got canceled. The matereology department reported it was the coldest day of the year in the city of California. The dark clouds occupied the blue sky like a thick blanket. It was shortly going to rain cats and dogs. “This sucks!” He grunted fisting and unfisting his hands. Coming back to his executive suite, he saw his phone ringing. “Hello son, how are you?” How did the cotton export deal go?” Ariana, his mom, was speaking on the other end in her ever cheerful tone. Anthony Rodriguez, hotter than hell and maddeningly dominant, is the adopted son of Allen Rodriguez since the age of sixteen. Ten years later, he is the king of the Boston Underworld who makes his own rules. In the chronology of killing looks, he is terrifying… and extremely charismatic. Smart and cold are the added adjectives to him with absolutely no human va
Chapter 1He was damn tired. The meeting scheduled in the previous evening extended for more than expected time and the weather changed out of blue. His flight got canceled. The matereology department reported it was the coldest day of the year in the city of California. The dark clouds occupied the blue sky like a thick blanket. It was shortly going to rain cats and dogs. “This sucks!” He grunted fisting and unfisting his hands. Coming back to his executive suite, he saw his phone ringing. “Hello son, how are you?” How did the cotton export deal go?” Ariana, his mom, was speaking on the other end in her ever cheerful tone. Anthony Rodriguez, hotter than hell and maddeningly dominant, is the adopted son of Allen Rodriguez since the age of sixteen. Ten years later, he is the king of the Boston Underworld who makes his own rules. In the chronology of killing looks, he is terrifying… and extremely charismatic. Smart and cold are the added adjectives to him with absolutely no human va...
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