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Viviane ☩═✦═☩ We’d been at it for hours. My eyes burned from staring at the screen for so long, and the blue light reflected off Alessandro’s face in the dim room. The clock on the wall showed just past two a.m., but we still had a long way to go. FBI servers weren’t exactly child’s play, even for us. Alessandro leaned back in his chair, the leather squeaking as he stretched his arms above his head. “We’re in the final layer of encryption. Once we get through this, their database is ours to play with.” I glanced sideways at him through the haze of exhaustion. “Sounds like you’re enjoying yourself a little too much.” He smirked, that slow, arrogant twist of his lips. “Hacking the FBI? It’s better than sex.” I rolled my eyes, typing rapidly as I bypassed another firewall, “You must not be doing it right, then.” “Hacking or sex?” he asked. “Sex,” I answered. He let out a low chuckle, leaning in closer as he watched my fingers fly over the keys. His arm brushed mine, and then I
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Viviane ☩═✦═☩ I don’t usually feel like this—this mix of exhilaration and satisfaction. That rare sense of being fulfilled. Sure, I love what I do, but today... today was different. Working in that office with Alessandro, everything felt right in the most unsettling way. Like that’s exactly where I was meant to be, and I couldn’t tell if it was fate or something much darker pulling the strings. Being around him, it’s like walking a tightrope between fascination and annoyance. Alessandro thrives on pressure, on failure. And I knew, without a doubt, that if I made even the smallest misstep, if I missed a detail so minor it could slip past anyone else, he’d see it as an unforgivable failure. It’s unsettling, this need he has for perfection, like he’s always daring you to trip up, and I can’t tell if I should be repulsed or flattered that he holds me to such a high standard. Flattered? No. Repulsed, definitely. He repulses me because he knows how to get under my skin without lif
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Viviane ☩═✦═☩ I woke up to the suffocating scent of wax and smoke, the taste of cloth thick on my tongue. My head felt heavy, like it had been filled with lead, and I blinked against the flicker of dim candlelight bouncing off the walls. Where the hell am I? My arms ached, numb from being in the same place, and I realized I was tied to a chair. Both of my arms tied to both of the arms of the chair. Rough rope burned into my wrists, and my legs—also bound—felt like lead weights. Panic flared up like a match to gasoline, but I shoved it down. Breathe. Focus. In front of me, there was a knife. Just sitting there. A thin blade, placed right across my lap. The silver glinted under the soft, shaky light from the candles. And beside it, a note, messily scrawled in handwriting so jagged it looked like it had been carved into the paper: “Free yourself and run, darling. I’ll savor every fucking second of hunting you down. Each scream. Every tear. All the steps you’ll regret.” Ghost...
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Viviane ☩═✦═☩ I woke up feeling like I’d been hit by a truck—or maybe run over by one, dragged along the asphalt, then hit again for good measure. Every muscle in my body ached, a deep, satisfying soreness that radiated from my thighs all the way to my shoulders. I didn’t need a mirror to know there were probably bruises blooming across my skin like some messed-up form of art. The burn between my legs was the most potent reminder of last night. Ghost had taken me apart piece by piece, left me raw in the best, most brutal way. But as my eyes fluttered open, the confusion set in. My room? How the hell did I get back here? I shifted under the sheets, realizing I was completely naked, my body still buzzing with the aftermath of Ghost's rough touch. The sheets clung to my skin, sticky with sweat, and the faint scent of him still hung in the air like a ghostly reminder. I scanned the room, my brain piecing together fragments of the night. I remembered his hands on me, the weight
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Viviane☩═✦═☩I wasn’t new to the feeling of being close to a man. I’d had my share of relationships—Ghost and I had been tangled up in ways that blurred all kinds of lines. But none of them had ever gotten under my skin the way Alessandro did. It wasn’t just his proximity; it was the way his presence filled the air around me. It was like he could unnerve me without even trying. The slightest brush of his shirt against my arm, the whisper of his breath too close to my ear, and I’d feel this pull, like gravity, dragging me toward him whether I wanted it or not.I hated how aware of him I was. My pulse quickened, my skin buzzed, and my thoughts scattered. It pissed me off how easily he could do that, how effortless it was for him to throw me off my game with just a glance or a shift in his posture.And the worst part? He knew. Alessandro knew exactly what he was doing. That sly smile he wore, the one that barely reached his eyes, it said everything. He stood next to me. I could fee
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Alessandro ☩══♛══☩I didn’t let go of her hand the entire ride. Viviane’s grip was tight, her knuckles white, fingers trembling against mine. She was hanging by a thread, and I wasn’t about to let that snap. I kept my eyes forward, mind focused on what had to be done, but every once in a while, I glanced at her—pale, eyes wide with fear, breaths still too shallow.She was on the edge, and seeing her like that, it… bothered me.The streets blurred past the window as I pushed the car to its limits. Every few seconds, Viviane’s phone would buzz again, but she ignored it. Her focus was on the fire. On her niece. And I couldn’t blame her. The image of that kid, trapped inside a burning building, was enough to make even me uneasy.I slowed the car down as we approached the scene. My jaw clenched when I saw the flashing lights. Red and blue reflected off the windows of the neighboring buildings.Fire trucks were lined up on the street, hoses snaking out toward the burning apartment complex
Mafia Men VI - Alessandro's Games PREFACE
DEDICATION!This one's for all my bad girlies who get off on the dark side—if you’re itching to be chased and fucked senseless by a faceless hunter who doesn’t bother with niceties, you’re about to get your fix.Buckle up, it's gonna be a wild ride. Get ready to be hunted, cornered, and seduced by a man who doesn’t ask for permission. Because for Viviane Kane, danger is an aphrodisiac. So, get ready to let your fantasies run wild. These men play dirty, and they play to win. Are you game?•───⋅☾ ☽⋅───•DISCLAIMER!This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and events are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is purely coincidental and unintentional. This book, including all its content, is protected by copyright laws. All rights are reserved by the author, and no part of this book may be reproduced, transmitted, or otherwise utilized in any form or by any means—wh
Mafia Men VI - Alessandro's Games Prologue
Viviane☩═✦═☩I have always been observant...Just a glance and I can piece together someone's story. Their clothes, the way their hair is styled, the nuances in their speech, and their mannerisms—all of it tells me something. Most of the time, I'm spot on. It's like reading an open book, only the pages are made up of subtle cues and unspoken words.Take the guy sitting at the bar, for instance. His suit is expensive but slightly wrinkled, suggesting he's been wearing it all day, probably in a high-pressure job. His hair is perfectly styled, but there's a hint of gray peeking through. He speaks with confidence, but there's an edge to his voice, a tension that reveals more than he intends. He's trying to project power, yet there's a vulnerability in his eyes.Or the woman across the room. Her designer dress and polished nails scream wealth, but the way she clutches her purse and glances around nervously tells a different story. She's uncomfortable, out of her element, perhaps trying to
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