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Ruined By Mafia
Last Updated : 2025-03-13
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In a world ruled by power, fear, and blood, Dante Ricci is nothing short of a walking demon. A powerful mafia boss, he commands respect through sheer brutality, feared by his enemies and even those closest to him. Dante despises weakness, ruthlessly crushing anyone who dares to oppose him or show vulnerability. Cold-hearted, dominant, and cruel, he lives by the law of the underworld—survival of the fittest. On the other side of the city lives Elena Carter, a cheerful and innocent college student. Adopted by parents who despise her, she has always felt out of place in a world that offers her little love. Unbeknownst to her, her real parents were killed years ago, but she knows nothing of the dark secrets that shroud her past. She’s focused on her studies, trying to live a normal life despite her broken family. Fate takes a dark turn when Elena accidentally witnesses Dante in the middle of a brutal murder, crime no innocent eyes should have seen. Dante, always careful to eliminate any loose ends, has no choice but to kidnap her. She’s nothing more than a liability, a weakling in his eyes, and his first instinct is to kill her. As secrets unravel and tension mounts, Dante must confront the demons of his past while Elena fights to survive in a world she never belonged to. Will Dante’s hatred and heartlessness lead him to kill her, or will the unexpected connection between them change their lives forever?
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Ruined By Mafia 64- The Aftermath
I kept my expression carefully composed, even as my pulse hammered against my ribs. The room around us continued its rhythmic flow of conversation and laughter, the clink of crystal against crystal, the low murmur of business being conducted beneath the veil of social niceties. None of it penetrated the strange, tense bubble that had formed around our corner of the table. Because I could feel it—the weight of Alessandro's stare, the slow, deliberate way he studied me.His gaze traveled over my features with the careful attention of someone memorizing details for future reference, lingering on my eyes as if searching for something specific there. His smirk was lazy, the slight curve of his lips suggesting amusement at some private joke, but his eyes—his eyes were sharp. Focused. Predatory in a way that made my skin prickle with warning.The businessman who had attempted to steer the conversation back to safer topics had given up, turning his attention to one
Last Updated : 2025-03-13Ruined By Mafia 63- The Aftermath
The moment they stepped back into the room, I knew something was wrong. The door to the private chamber swung open with a soft click, and both men emerged, their re-entry drawing the subtle attention of everyone at our table and several others nearby. My eyes fixed on them immediately, searching for clues, for some indication of what had transpired behind closed doors.Dante's expression was unreadable, a perfect mask of composure that gave nothing away to the casual observer. But I wasn't a casual observer, and I wasn't fooled by the veneer of calm he projected. There was tension in his shoulders, a controlled stillness to the way he walked—as if he was barely keeping himself from snapping someone's neck. His movements were too precise, too measured, like a predator restraining itself with tremendous effort. The slight tightness around his eyes, the almost imperceptible clench of his jaw—these were warning signs I'd learned to recognize during my time with him. W
Last Updated : 2025-03-13Ruined By Mafia 62- The Move
The conversation around the table continued, but I wasn't paying attention anymore. The voices of everyone blended into a meaningless hum as something else captured my awareness—a subtle shift in the atmosphere that prickled against my skin. I could feel him before I saw him. A new presence. A shift in the air that altered the energy of the entire room.It was subtle at first—the way the men at the table adjusted their posture, straightening almost imperceptibly in their seats. The way their laughter quieted just slightly, becoming more measured, more controlled. The way Dante's fingers, which had been idly tapping against his crystal glass, suddenly stilled. These minute changes spoke volumes. Whoever this man was, he mattered. He carried weight in this world I was still learning to navigate.I turned my head just as he approached, stepping into the warm glow cast by the ornate chandeliers overhead. The golden light seemed to accentuate everything about him—his height, his posture, t
Last Updated : 2025-03-12Ruined By Mafia 61- The First Test
I continued before he could reply, knowing that maintaining momentum was crucial, that hesitation now would undermine the confidence I had projected. "Sometimes, it just means we're not what people expect." A careful answer, one that acknowledged the danger implied in his warning while suggesting that perhaps the danger applied more to others than to me. Not a claim of immunity or invulnerability, which would have been both false and foolish, but rather a subtle indication that I understood more than they might assume.A brief silence followed, heavy with assessment and consideration. The gray-eyed man's expression remained largely impassive, but there was something in his gaze now—a spark of interest, perhaps, or simply acknowledgment that this conversation had taken an unexpected turn. The others at the table watched with varying degrees of curiosity, their attention shifting between the gray-eyed man, Dante, and myself as they waited to see how this exchange would develop.Then—he
Last Updated : 2025-03-11Ruined By Mafia 60- The First Test
I could feel the weight of their eyes on me, heavy and assessing, like physical pressure against my skin. Each gaze carried different intentions—some curious, others suspicious, a few openly hostile—but all shared the same underlying quality: calculation. Nothing and no one was viewed without first determining value, usefulness, or threat level. I was being cataloged, dissected, my worth measured in ways I couldn't fully comprehend. Their scrutiny raised goosebumps along my arms despite the warmth of the crowded room, a primitive response to predatory attention that no amount of composure could fully suppress.Watching. Calculating. Assessing my worth. These weren't casual observations born of idle curiosity. These were deliberate evaluations made by men who had built empires on their ability to read people, to identify weaknesses and strengths with a single glance. I could almost feel them stripping away layers of pretense, searching for the truth beneath the carefully constructed fa
Last Updated : 2025-03-10Ruined By Mafia 59- Thrown into the Fire
We approached the entrance, where two men in dark suits stood with the perfect stillness of those trained to become part of the scenery until needed. Their eyes flicked to Dante, recognition immediate, respect or fear—perhaps both—evident in the subtle inclination of their heads. Then their gaze shifted to me, assessing, cataloging, memorizing. In their world, unknown elements were threats until proven otherwise, and I was very much an unknown.The doors opened before us, revealing a foyer of marble and crystal, of art worth more than most people would see in a lifetime. The space was designed to overwhelm, to remind visitors of their place in the hierarchy before they even reached the main gathering. It was psychological warfare disguised as decoration, and even knowing its purpose didn't diminish its effectiveness.The moment we entered, I felt it. The shift in the air. The subtle change in atmospheric pressure that came not from weather but from power—from the awareness of predator
Last Updated : 2025-03-09Ruined By Mafia 58- Thrown into the Fire
The car rolled to a stop, the hum of the engine fading into silence. The transition from movement to stillness was jarring, marking the end of whatever sanctuary the journey had provided. Through the tinted windows, I could see the blurred outlines of other vehicles, sleek and black like ours, their polished surfaces reflecting the golden glow emanating from the mansion. Each one carried someone who could destroy lives with a single command, who navigated this world of shadows and power with the ease of those born to it.For a long moment, I didn't move. My fingers remained clasped tightly in my lap, the knuckles white with tension despite my attempts to appear composed. I drew in a slow, measured breath, trying to steady the rapid beating of my heart, to quiet the voice in my head screaming that I wasn't ready for this—that I would never be ready for this.Beyond the tinted glass, the world I wasn't ready for awaited me. A realm of predators and prey, of calculated moves and devastat
Last Updated : 2025-03-09Ruined By Mafia 57- The Warning
Dante didn't move for a long moment after his last words, simply standing there, sipping his whiskey with a patience that was both calculated and unnerving. The amber liquid caught the light as he tilted the crystal tumbler, his dark eyes never leaving mine, gauging my reaction with that perpetual air of amusement that seemed permanently etched into his features. The silence stretched between us, heavy with unspoken threats and promises, the weight of it pressing against my chest until I could barely breathe.Then—without a word—he extended his arm toward me. A silent command.I stared at it. At him. My heart hammered against my ribs with such force I was certain he could hear it, the pounding rhythm betraying the calm façade I fought desperately to maintain. But I kept my expression unreadable, years of practice allowing me to hide the storm building inside me behind a mask of indifference. My fingers trembled slightly at my sides, and I curled them into fists to still the motion bef
Last Updated : 2025-03-08Ruined By Mafia 56- Dressing for Power
The moment I stepped into the hallway, I saw her. A maid stood just outside, waiting. Her eyes, when they met mine, held none of the pity or concern one might expect. There was only a cool assessment, an evaluation that seemed to penetrate beyond the expensive dress and careful makeup.Her posture was perfectly composed, hands folded neatly in front of her. She didn't look at me like a girl about to enter a world of wolves. There was no sympathy in her gaze, no silent communication of solidarity or concern. Instead, she regarded me with a detached respect that was somehow more unsettling than any pity could have been.She looked at me like I was already one of them. Like the transformation was complete, the metamorphosis from ordinary girl to Dante's creation already accomplished. Her eyes held the recognition of a fellow predator, not the wariness reserved for prey. I didn't know whether to feel flattered or horrified by what she saw in me.Without a word, she turned, beginning to wa
Last Updated : 2025-03-07
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1- A World Divided
I could feel their eyes on me, even as I crossed the courtyard, pretending I didn’t notice the whispers. It wasn’t anything new. I was used to it—the stares, the occasional shove, the hushed comments that followed me like a shadow. Being an outsider in my own home had become second nature, but it still stung, no matter how much I tried to ignore it.“Hey, freak,” a voice called from behind, sharp and familiar. I froze, gripping my books a little tighter, but didn’t turn around. Not today. Not again.“You deaf, Carter?” That voice. Brady Thompson. Of course it was him. I forced myself to keep walking, each step heavier than the last.“Hey!” His hand clamped onto my shoulder, and I winced, my heart hammering against my ribs. He spun me around, the hard edge of his smirk slicing through the crowd that had started to gather.“Didn’t you hear me, or are you too stupid to know when someone’s talking to you?”I lifted my chin, meeting his gaze, even though my knees felt like they’d buckle an...
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