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CHAPTER 18: DEFIANCE
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TRISTAN'S POV Tonight, it felt like a countdown. Tonight, I wasn't Tristan, an aspiring trauma surgeon trying to make ends meet. Tonight, I was Titan, the hottest male companion and dancer in the city, my last dance before I traded the thong and chains for scalpel and surgery tools. Tonight was Titan's swan song. Six months of chains, masks, and carefully curated anonymity had lined my pockets, but it was time to hang up the red robe.I glanced at the address card again, its embossed lettering mocking my apprehension. A secluded Conti villa. Mafia bachelorette party. Wild doesn't even begin to describe what I expect.The cab pulled up to impose wrought iron gates. I paid the driver, the villa looming before me, a fortress of privilege and secrets. After being cleared by security, I was led to a guest room, the air thick with the scent of rich mahogany and anticipation.My costume was laid out: the mask, the chains, the boxer briefs. A red robe with a hood completed the ensemble. I ma
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GIOVANNI'S POVThe black wool felt like a second skin, impeccably tailored to the contours of my frame. In the full-length mirror, I was a silhouette of power, a stark contrast to the opulent gold-leafed wallpaper of the Empire Hotel's event hall. This was it. Tonight, I was to solidify my position, not just as a leader, but as the Pakhan. A marriage, a strategic alliance, a blood pact sealed with a kiss – simple, ruthless business."Looks like someone's having cold feet," Alexei's voice, laced with amusement, cut through the tense silence. Sergei snickered in agreement.I met their gaze in the mirror, a flicker of annoyance crossing my features. "I don't back down," I stated, my voice is a low growl. "Ever."They knew that. Everyone knew that. This wasn't about fear, it was about the…distaste. The charade. Julianna Conti, a beautiful, vapid creature, meant absolutely nothing to me. Our alliance, however, meant everything. It was a shield against the ambitions of the Kuznetsov clan, a
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TRISTAN'S POVThe antiseptic scent was gone after the shower, a stubborn ghost of the hospital I was finally leaving behind. Six years. Six years of hell, disguised as higher education. Ironic, considering I just scrubbed away the last vestiges of my stint as "Titan." One week. It had been one week since the bachelorette party, one week since I raked in a cool five million dollars shaking my… assets… at a bunch of screaming women. And tonight? Tonight was my last night as a resident.I toweled off, catching my reflection in the fogged-up mirror. My body, honed by years of disciplined training and rigorous… extracurricular activities, was the only thing that hadn't completely withered during my residency. I couldn’t help but acknowledge the sculpted physique. All those late-night gym sessions, fuelled by stress and desperation, had paid off. They certainly helped me float through the last six months, the double life compartmentalized with alarming ease.A sudden shriek pierced the qui
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TRISTAN'S POV The figure stepped closer, resolving into the form of a man. He was tall and lean, his face hidden in shadow. He wore a dark suit, impeccably tailored. He exuded an air of quiet menace."Tristan Hayes," he said, his voice low and smooth. "Or should I say, Titan?"My blood ran cold. He knew."Who are you?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady. "What do you want?"The man chuckled, a dry, humorless sound. "What do I want? That's a very good question, Tristan. Let's just say I'm interested in your… unique skill set.""I don't know what you're talking about," I lied, my mind racing. "I'm a surgeon. I don't have any skills that would be of interest to you."The man smiled, a cruel, predatory grin that sent a shiver down my spine. "Don't play coy with me, Tristan. I know all about Titan. I know all about the bachelorette party."Bachelorette party... Could it be? Giovanni fucking Sokolov appeared in front of me, his eyes filled with anger, hatred and something else...
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GIOVANNI'S POVThe sight of Tristan, just as I had envisioned him countless times, sent a wave of satisfaction crashing over me. Naked. Bound. Blindfolded. Utterly at my mercy. It was a sight I had meticulously crafted in my mind, a vision fueled by a potent blend of desire and dominance. Seeing it realized, however, was intoxicating in a way I hadn’t anticipated.What amused me most was Tristan's defiance. Anyone else in his position would have been groveling, begging for a mere sliver of my attention. The women, the whores, they'd practically dislocate their jaws trying to swallow me whole, hoping for a taste of paradise, a fleeting moment of my favor. And the men... they'd offer up their holes, their fortunes, their reputations, loyalty, anything to be acknowledged.Had anyone else dared to challenge my authority so brazenly, particularly in front of an audience, they'd be decorating the bottom of the ocean or fertilizing the soil six feet under. But Tristan... Tristan was differ
Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession CHAPTER 18: DEFIANCE
TRISTAN'S POV"Tristan, you're here. I finally found you. Have you enjoyed your little tour with him... your new friend?"My blood ran cold. Giovanni. He was here. The casual, almost conversational tone was more terrifying than any shout could ever be. I slowly lowered my hand, my eyes adjusting to the harsh glare of the headlights. Giovanni stood by the open car door, his face obscured by the shadows, but his presence was undeniable.Beside me, Andy stiffened, his arm dropping from my shoulder as if it had been burned. He took a hesitant step back, his eyes wide with fear."Giovanni…" I started, trying to sound casual, trying to diffuse the tension that was so thick it felt like I could choke on it. "We were just exploring. Andy was showing me around."Giovanni chuckled, a low, unsettling sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Exploring? How… quaint. And you're Andy?, how… obliging of you to entertain and touch my subject."Andy didn’t speak. He just stared at the ground, his thin f
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TRISTAN'S POV The leather seats of Dmitri’s car practically vibrated beneath me. My head was spinning, not from the speed, but from the sheer absurdity of my new reality. One minute I was scraping by in my little apartment, the next I was being chauffeured to a goddamn mansion."Do you have any suggestions on how I can survive living in the mansion?" I finally choked out, the question hanging in the tense air between us.Dmitri, barely glanced at me. "We survive by doing our job well. Avoid making mistakes. But you aren’t here to be a Soldato. You’re there to be Giovanni's… plaything. Your job is to keep the boss satisfied. Consider yourself lucky. Many men and women would kill to be in your position."Lucky? I scoffed inwardly. I was about as lucky as a lamb being led to slaughter. But I kept my mouth shut. Dmitri clearly wasn’t in the mood for my existential crisis."Does Giovanni ask all his… playthings… to live with him in the mansion?" The question slipped out before I could st
