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THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Ghost of you.
“You did it!” Aria squealed, throwing her arms around Noel’s neck as they spilled out of the auditorium. “Officially a graduate, Mr. Laurent!”Noel managed a faint smile. “Yeah… guess I did.”Nico clapped him on the back. “Top of the class, too. Don’t act like that doesn’t feel good.”“It feels…” Noel exhaled. “Surreal.”And heavy.They knew.That smile didn’t touch his eyes.But Aria wasn’t letting him slip. “No sulking. Tonight, we’re drinking. Bar. Loud music. Zero regrets.”Noel hesitated. “I don’t...”“You’re coming,” Nico said, hooking an arm around his shoulders. “One drink. You owe us.”The bar pulsed with bass. Classmates filled every booth and corner, celebrating freedom like it was a religion. Aria dragged Noel toward the center.“C’mon, dance floor!”Noel shook his head, already settling at the counter. “Not tonight.”“Live a little!” she yelled over the music.“I’ll be here.”Nico raised a brow. “You good?”Noel nodded. “Just… need a drink.”Aria pouted but didn’t push. S
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-16THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY A lover's ego.
“Thirty minutes,” Lucas said from the driver’s seat, checking his watch.Vincenzo didn’t respond. He sat back, sleeves rolled, forearms veined, black gloves tight over his hands. His eyes were fixed ahead.The Santa Monica Pier glowed faintly ahead, the ocean dark behind it.“You good?” Lucas asked.“No,” Vincenzo muttered. “Let’s get this shit over with.”They pulled up to the end of the pier. Two large black SUVs were already parked. Russian guards with rifles. Greek smugglers in pinstriped coats.Vincenzo stepped out first.One of the Russians nodded. “Mr. De Luca.”“Where’s the shipment?” Vincenzo asked flatly.“Coming down now.”Lucas unloaded the duffel bags from the trunk…clean money, hard drugs, stacked weapons, all sealed tight.They met in the center of the pier, containers opened. Everything seemed smooth…until a single shot cracked the air.POP!Then all hell broke loose.“DOWN!” Vincenzo yelled, pulling a gun from his back holster.More shots. Muffled screams. One of the
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-17THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Trigger lines.
“Noel!”The voice made him pause at the bottom of his building steps. His key had just locked the door behind him when he heard it.Slowly, he turned.Vincenzo stood across the pavement, hands in his coat pockets, face taut. Dark circles under his eyes. Hair tousled like he hadn’t slept. There was no security flanking him. Just raw, stripped-down presence.Noel exhaled.He didn’t smile. He didn’t move.Vincenzo took a tentative step closer.Noel took one back.“How may I help you, Mr. De Luca?” he asked, cold and formal, eyes pointedly avoiding his.Vincenzo flinched. “Don’t call me that.”“I don’t recall calling you anything else.”“Can we talk?” Vincenzo asked softly.“I’m running late for work.”“You… work?” That caught him off guard.“I wasn’t born with a silver spoon,” Noel replied. “I’m not the favored heir of any empire. So yes, I work, Mr. De Luca.”“Noel…”“I don’t have time for this.”He tried to move past him.Vincenzo’s hand caught his wrist. Gently, not forcefully.“I mis
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-17THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY The devil wears vows.
"Still no sign?"“No, boss.”Vincenzo didn’t turn his head. His eyes remained fixed on the rain sliding down the hospital window like quiet veins. The early morning gloom matched the weight in his chest. His right arm, wrapped and stiff in a sling, throbbed like it remembered what he couldn’t stop thinking about.Lucas stood at the foot of the bed. “He hasn’t left the apartment. No one’s gone in or out. The blinds are drawn. No food deliveries. No movement.”“Two days,” Vincenzo muttered, more to himself. “And nothing.”Lucas nodded. “I think he’s ghosting. Not just from you…everyone.”“He’s hurting,” Vincenzo said, fingers flexing slightly.Lucas hesitated. “Do you want me to push harder?”“No.” Vincenzo’s voice was sharp. “Let him be.”Lucas glanced at the door. “I’ll keep watching.”As he left, Vincenzo’s eyes didn’t follow him. They stayed pinned to the window.Late morning.The door opened again, this time with the quiet creak of familiarity.His mother stepped in with a black sh
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-19THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Taken back
The moment the heavy ballroom doors slammed behind them, the cool night air rushed in…sharp, cold, quiet.Vincenzo yanked Noel down the marble steps like a man running from a burning building, not saying a word.“Put me down…Vincenzo!” Noel cried out, struggling against his shoulder.At the bottom of the stairs, one of Vincenzo’s men pulled up with the car, a sleek black vehicle purring with menace.Vincenzo finally set Noel down.“Get in.”Noel backed away from the open door. “No. I’m not going anywhere with you.”“I wasn’t asking.”“No.” His voice was firm this time, standing his ground.Vincenzo stepped forward and slammed one hand on the car door, trapping Noel between the cold metal and his body.Their faces were inches apart.Vincenzo's voice came low. “Did you fuck him?”Noel flinched. “Excuse me?”“Matteo,” he hissed, breath brushing across Noel’s lips. “Did he touch you?”“I’m not you, Vincenzo,” Noel said, pushing hard at his chest. “I don’t sleep with people just to forget.
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-19THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Fire after storms.
“Where the fuck were you? Why didn't you stop this?!” Matteo snarled, tossing his empty champagne flute across the ballroom. It shattered into the base of a pillar, sending pieces across the already trashed marble floor.“You saw what happened…” Carlton began, holding a bloodied napkin to his lip.Matteo turned on him like a wild dog. “I trusted you. You told me he was compliant. You told me he was ready.”“He was. I don’t know what the hell De Luca said to him..”“De Luca didn’t have to say shit!” Matteo barked. “The way he looked at him..Noel walked away because he wanted to. Because you don’t even know your own fucking son.”Carlton's lip curled. “I know him well enough to know he was never cut out for this. He was a waste of a plan from the start.”“You sold him to me, Carlton. You paraded him in a suit and told me he was mine. And the moment that man walked in, he couldn’t wait to run after him like a kicked dog.”“Watch your mouth.”Matteo stepped into his face, breathing hard.
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-19THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Guns and Tongues
Vincenzo woke to cold sheets.His palm hit the space next to him.Empty.He sat up instantly. Hair tousled, chest bare, eyes scanning the dim room."Noel?"Silence.The estate was too quiet. His heart shot into his throat. He threw the blanket aside and stepped onto the floor, already moving fast. Door after door, hallway after hallway…empty."Noel!"He reached the kitchen.There he was. In nothing but a loose white T-shirt and shorts that barely covered his thighs, flipping something over a burning pan.Vincenzo stopped in the doorway. His panic dropped. Then turned into something hotter."You trying to kill me with a heart attack or what?"Noel turned slowly. "I was hungry. And you forgot to feed your hostage. Again."Vincenzo strode toward him. "I thought you'd left.""How? You blindfolded me on the way here, remember? Unless you want me hiking barefoot through mafia country, you’re stuck with me."He grabbed Noel's waist. Pressed against him from behind. His mouth found the slope
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-20THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Steamy Sinners
"Damn, sis..."Silvio Ricci leaned against the doorway of Elene's bedroom, a smirk dancing on his lips.She was tangled in silk sheets, half-naked, hair a mess, skin flushed. And lying next to her, naked but unconcerned, was Julian Mercer…Noel's obsessed ex-boyfriend.Silvio clucked his tongue. "I could say you're an insatiable nympho, but this? Even for you, Elene... this is a new level of filthy."Elene glared at him, not even flinching. "Get out."Silvio stepped further into the room, arms crossed. "Imagine if Father found out about this.""You wouldn't dare."Julian stretched lazily, one hand behind his head, the other stroking his own chest. "By the way," Silvio turned to him, sneering, "aren't you gay? Don't you fuck only men?"Julian gave him a crooked, devilish smile. "I go both ways.""You're disgusting.""And yet you can't stop staring."Elene's phone rang. She grabbed it, still glaring at her brother."Father?" she answered. "Yes. Now?" She hung up a second later."He's cal
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-20
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THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Eye of the storm
The city hadn’t slept since the Ricci ambush failed.Vincenzo hadn’t slept since Noel was taken.He stood shirtless on the De Luca balcony, wind clawing at his back, a storm pressing against the sky like a held breath. The city lights blinked below, but his eyes didn’t move from the distant hills.“Boss,” Lucas said behind him, voice tight.Vincenzo didn’t turn.“They’ve confirmed it. The Saturns took Noel.”“And his mother?”Lucas nodded slowly. “She’s the one who ordered it. Not a scratch on him. It was surgical.”Vincenzo’s knuckles whitened on the railing. “Where?”“We’re narrowing it down. Five possible estates. No known layout. No confirmed guards. Total ghost territory.”“I’m going in.”“You can’t.”“I will.”Lucas sighed. “I’ve already sent men. But boss…this isn’t like Ricci. The Saturns don’t play loud. They make you bleed in silence.”“I’m not afraid of silence. I’m afraid of losing him.”Inside a black Rolls Royce weaving through the outskirts of the city, Noel sat in sile
THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY The devil's choice.
The sky over the De Luca estate was a brooding slate of ash and violet.Thunder threatened. The kind of weather that promised something was about to break.Vincenzo stood in the center of the war room with Lucas, Gianni, and three of his top captains. A map of the city lit up beneath their hands.“The Riccis are moving fast. Elene’s taken command and she’s already rerouting the surviving factions to close in by dawn,” Gianni said, his voice tight.Lucas added, “The Saturns are ghosting. Not a single movement. Which makes them even more dangerous.”“She’s planning something,” Vincenzo muttered.“Smart woman,” one of the men scoffed.“She’s my problem,” Vincenzo said sharply. “You worry about the Riccis.”The room fell silent.Vincenzo turned away, his fingers twitching toward the gun strapped beneath his blazer.Outside, Noel stood in the hallway, listening through the slightly cracked door.He wasn’t supposed to hear.But he needed to.He needed to know what kind of monster he’d falle
THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Glass houses and Bloody hands
Noel woke up alone.The sheets were soft. The pillows cold. The room was luxurious…too quiet, too untouched. Not the De Luca estate. A private hotel suite, high above the city.His throat burned. His ribs ached.And Vincenzo was nowhere in sight.He sat up slowly, hand clutching the sheets. Dried blood still clung to the side of his neck, his wrists ached from the rope burns.He walked barefoot to the tall windows. Outside, the city looked too peaceful.But peace never lasted in his world.At the De Luca estate, Don Ramon’s phone rang. Private line. One of only three people had the number.He picked up, silent.The voice on the other end was cold silk.“I warned your son, Don Ramon.”His jaw tensed.“That boy he stole from me... you should’ve told him to stay out of Saturn affairs. But now, blood will answer blood.”“You dare threaten my family?”“I don’t threaten. I vow. Your empire is crumbling, and you’re too old to rebuild it. When I’m done, Vincenzo will have nothing left to blee
THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Where obsession sleeps.
The city wasn’t quiet.It breathed under the weight of chaos…gunmetal skies bleeding into high-rises, smoke from a dozen fires coiling over rooftops like promises.And Vincenzo couldn’t sleep.He was perched on the edge of his mattress in the De Luca estate, gun in one hand, Noel’s scent still on his skin. But the sheets were cold.Noel wasn’t beside him.He hadn’t been for two days.Lucas entered, silent as ever, but even he didn’t try to mask the tension tonight.“They moved him again.”Vincenzo’s hand tightened around the Glock. “Where?”“The Saturns are ghosts. But there’s talk. A private estate north of the valley.”“You’re sure?”Lucas shook his head. “I’m never sure when it comes to them.”Vincenzo stood. Shirtless. Bruised. Hair loose, shadowing his face.“I’m going.”“Alone?”“You think they’ll let me bring an army?”Lucas said nothing. Just walked forward and slipped something into his pocket.A photo.Noel. Barely 17. Eyes too wide. Smile too small.“I found this in his thi
THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Ghosts in the Blood.
“Take him. The others are disposable.”The Saturns didn’t waste bullets. They fired with precision…one, two, three of Vittorio’s guards dropped like broken dolls. Blood sprayed across the gravel. Vittorio lunged, dragging himself behind a rusted barrel, breath wheezing, pain biting through his shoulder.He gritted his teeth. The boy had been taken.Good riddance.Let the Saturns deal with him now. He’d served his purpose.Vittorio clutched his bleeding shoulder, dragged himself across the gravel toward the treeline, heart pounding, rage boiling in his gut.Silvio was dead.His legacy, gone.But he wasn’t. Not yet. He’d claw his way back, and when he did, every single De Luca…and that bastard Noel…would drown in it.Inside the Saturn vehicle, silence hummed like electricity.Noel sat pressed against the window, jaw clenched, trying to control the shaking in his hands. His ears still rang with gunfire.The man in the passenger seat was large, immaculately dressed, quiet.The divider low
THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Bloodline siege.
The De Luca estate lit up under the veil of midnight like a beast prepared for slaughter.12:03 AM.The first gunshot tore through the silence.Lucas was already in position, crouched by the north wing balcony, a sniper rifle balanced on his shoulder. His comms crackled."Contact. North gate.""Copy that," Vincenzo’s voice came sharp in his ear. "Initiate lockdown."Security alarms buzzed in short, silent pulses. Hidden gates slammed shut. Armed men moved into position. This wasn’t a defense. This was an ambush.Inside, Vincenzo snapped a magazine into place and turned to Noel."You stay in the master study. Don’t come out unless I come get you."Noel’s jaw tightened. "I’m not hiding.""You’re not dying either.""Vincenzo—"He kissed him hard, then shoved a handgun into his palm. "One in the chamber. You only shoot if it’s not one of us."Lucas’s voice cut in again. "They're breaching the south wall.""Let them in."---The estate's outer garden exploded in a flash of light as mines l
THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY A war too old to end.
The De Luca estate gates creaked open like an ancient beast awakening.Vincenzo stepped out of the black SUV first, one hand on his gun, the other gripping Noel's wrist like a tether. Lucas followed behind them, face hard, steps steady.They didn’t even make it through the marble foyer before Don Ramon stormed in from the hallway, flanked by three of his trusted guards."Where the hell have you been?!"Vincenzo didn’t flinch."Handling things you apparently weren’t equipped to."Don Ramon’s eyes burned as they landed on Noel."And dragging that boy around like some goddamn trophy again? Are you really going to burn down this empire over him?!"Vincenzo’s jaw flexed. "Noel stays with me. And if you think I’d burn this empire down for him, you’re wrong. I’d burn the world."Noel squeezed his hand, silent.Don Ramon looked to Lucas. "You. You lied to me. You let me think you didn’t know anything, when all along you were just shielding my son."Lucas met his eyes. "I serve your son, sir.
THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY vengeance in Velvet
Chains clinked.Julian’s eyes blinked open, groggy from whatever the hell had knocked him out.His arms ached. His ankles, too.He looked down…tied to a chair. Wrists bound. Ankles fastened to the legs. Shirtless. Shoes gone."What the…"The room was dark, single overhead bulb swinging, casting shifting shadows on the cracked cement walls. Two large men stood by the door…silent, unmoving, dressed in black.Julian’s lips curled."If this is a kinky fantasy, I usually prefer silk cuffs."Neither man blinked.Then the door opened.He straightened…or tried to.A woman stepped in.She wore tailored navy, heels that echoed like gunshots, and her jet-black hair was twisted into a sleek chignon. Her eyes were cold. Regal. She moved like she ruled the world.Julian raised a brow. "Didn’t realize we were throwing a fashion gala."She stopped in front of him, silent. Then reached out and tilted his chin upward with two manicured fingers."So you're the boy who's made life hell for my son..."Jul
THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Steamy Sinners
"Damn, sis..."Silvio Ricci leaned against the doorway of Elene's bedroom, a smirk dancing on his lips.She was tangled in silk sheets, half-naked, hair a mess, skin flushed. And lying next to her, naked but unconcerned, was Julian Mercer…Noel's obsessed ex-boyfriend.Silvio clucked his tongue. "I could say you're an insatiable nympho, but this? Even for you, Elene... this is a new level of filthy."Elene glared at him, not even flinching. "Get out."Silvio stepped further into the room, arms crossed. "Imagine if Father found out about this.""You wouldn't dare."Julian stretched lazily, one hand behind his head, the other stroking his own chest. "By the way," Silvio turned to him, sneering, "aren't you gay? Don't you fuck only men?"Julian gave him a crooked, devilish smile. "I go both ways.""You're disgusting.""And yet you can't stop staring."Elene's phone rang. She grabbed it, still glaring at her brother."Father?" she answered. "Yes. Now?" She hung up a second later."He's cal
