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2025-04-04 03:06:52
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THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Daddy doesn't share.
As they danced, Noel’s eyes flicked across the floor, just for a second…his gaze landed on Vincenzo.Vincenzo sat like a king, shadowed by the dim lighting near the bar, a glass of something dark in his hand, his posture unreadable. But his eyes…They were locked on Silvio Ricci.Silvio was sitting a few feet away, leaned against one of his men, still bruised from the earlier beating. His lip was split, cheekbone darkened with the start of a deep purple swell. Yet his smugness didn’t waver. Not even a little.He raised his glass in a slow toast toward Vincenzo and smirked.Vincenzo didn’t blink. He just tightened his grip on the glass until his knuckles went white.Across the venue, far from the dance floor, Sven sat in a little VIP alcove surrounded by three or four pretty-faced friends, all sipping champagne like they owned the island. His legs were crossed, a perfectly manicured hand lazily resting on his thigh as he whispered something to the girl beside him.The blonde leaned for
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-05THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Conspiracy.
Elene sat in her suite, fingers tapping against her wine glass as she watched an encrypted feed on her tablet…Noel on the dance floor, laughing with his friends, Vincenzo’s shadow never too far.She zoomed in. Noel’s lips against Vincenzo’s. Their hands on each other. Intimacy. Trust.Disgusting.Her best friend Cassie twirled her blonde hair beside her, equally absorbed. “You really think that freak Julian can get him back?”Elene smiled slowly. “I don’t need him to get Noel back. I just need him to break them.”Cassie glanced at her. “And if that doesn’t work?”Elene looked down at her phone. A message sat unsent: Plan B is in motion. Be ready.She locked the screen.“Then we go to war.”Meanwhile, across the city, Julian sat in a dark hotel room, lit only by the glow of his phone. He stared at the video…Noel laughing on the beach, twirling around in the sun, happy, unbothered.His thumb hovered over the message Elene had sent. Coordinates. Names. Information.He didn’t need it.He
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-06THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Trouble waters.
The knock on the door echoed like a warning.Heavy. Deliberate. Unmistakable.Noel's father, Carlton Laurent, looked up from his glass of brandy. He wasn’t expecting anyone. Not today. And certainly not anyone bold enough to disturb him this early in the evening.“Who the hell…”Before he could finish the sentence, his butler entered, pale and visibly shaken.“Sir… there’s a man here to see you. He says… he says his name is Don Ramon De Luca.”Carlton froze, his glass still halfway to his lips.“…De Luca?”The butler gave a small nod. “He insisted.”Carlton stood slowly, his fingers tightening around the glass. “Show him in.”When Don Ramon De Luca entered, the temperature in the room seemed to drop by ten degrees. He was tall, composed, dressed in a sharp black suit with a long overcoat, his aura cold, commanding.Carlton had never met the man before, but he didn’t need an introduction.This was the lion of New York’s underworld.“Mr. Laurent,” Don Ramon said, his voice low and polis
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-06THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY A husband for the Archenemy.
The sun glinted off the waves, casting golden ripples over the ocean. Noel stood with his feet in the water, letting it rush past his ankles while Aria and Nico splashed each other behind him. Their laughter echoed around, but Noel was lost in thought, his fingers clenched around his phone. He’d been quiet all morning, withdrawn, and it hadn’t gone unnoticed. “You good, babe?” Aria called from behind, brushing her wet curls back as she walked toward him. Before Noel could answer, his phone rang. His breath hitched when he saw the name on the screen. Dad. He hesitated before answering. “What do you want?” he asked, voice low. “You little bastard! You’re just like your mother!” his father’s voice thundered through the phone. Noel flinched. His knuckles went white around the phone. “You think you can just disappear and shame me like this? You better get your ass back home!” “I’m not in the country, Dad,” Noel snapped, louder than he intended. Aria stopped in her tracks. Nico w
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-08THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY The peak of Danger
The rhythmic crash of waves against the shore played in the background as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink. The air was thick with the scent of salt and the distant aroma of grilled seafood from nearby tavernas. Noel stood at the edge of the beach, toes sinking into the cool sand, eyes fixed on the horizon.“We have to go back,” Noel murmured, breaking the tranquil silence.Vincenzo, lounging on a beach chair beside him, turned his gaze toward Noel, studying the tension in his posture. “Back?”Noel nodded, swallowing hard. “Tomorrow evening. I need to face my father.”A heavy pause settled between them. The distant laughter of Aria and Nico, engaged in their playful antics, seemed to fade into the background.Vincenzo rose, closing the distance between them. “Are you sure about this?”Noel’s eyes met his, a storm of emotions swirling within. “I don’t have a choice.”Vincenzo’s jaw tightened, but he nodded. “Then we leave tomorrow.”A sudden
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-09THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY He's no son of mine.
Noel sat curled in the corner of the jet’s plush couch, knees pulled to his chest, a thick blanket wrapped around him even though the cabin wasn’t cold. His face was pale, eyes red-rimmed and unfocused as they stared blankly out the window at the dark stretch of ocean below.Vincenzo sat across from him, elbows on his knees, hands clenched into fists. His shirt was stained with blood…Ezra’s. His jaw twitched as he watched Noel, silent, helpless, seething.Nico sat beside Noel, rubbing his back gently, whispering things only he could hear.Aria sat on the floor near the couch, her legs crossed, staring straight ahead. Her fists were clenched. Her earrings swung with every tiny tremble of her body. “I should’ve followed him. He was gone too long. I should’ve…fuck.”Lucas stood near the cockpit, arms folded, head low. Guilt clouded his expression. “This was on all of us.”“No,” Vincenzo growled finally. “It was on me.”Noel blinked slowly, like he hadn’t even realized they were speaking.
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-10THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Daddy's pretty little mess.
“Noel,” Vincenzo’s voice was low, dark, and dangerous as he kicked the penthouse door open, carrying Noel in his arms like he weighed nothing. The door slammed shut behind them with a finality that sent a chill down Noel’s spine.“You’re safe now,” Vincenzo growled, striding through the shadows of the luxurious space, lit only by the flickering city lights bleeding in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. “No more running. No more hiding. You’re mine.”He laid Noel on the bed with an unexpected gentleness, brushing hair from his flushed face. Noel was trembling, still hazy, drugged, but his eyes found Vincenzo’s, glassy and wanting.“Don’t leave,” he whispered. “Please… stay.”Vincenzo turned to go…but Noel’s hand shot out and grabbed his wrist, tight. “Stay,” Noel said again, voice cracking. “I need you.”Vincenzo stilled. His jaw clenched.“You don’t know what you’re asking for,” he said, voice guttural.“I do.”Vincenzo’s control shattered.He climbed on top of Noel in one smooth,
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-11THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY Sold for a price.
“You’re a big disappointment.”The words struck like a whip the moment Noel stepped into the room. Carlton didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t have to. The cold finality in his tone froze Noel where he stood.The morning sun filtered through the tall windows of the Laurent estate, but there was no warmth in the room.Noel shut the door quietly behind him. “Dad, I…”“Save it,” Carlton snapped, holding up a sleek black tablet. “Sit.”Noel didn’t move fast enough. Carlton’s voice dropped colder. “I said sit.”He sat.Carlton walked over and set the tablet down on the coffee table with a slow, deliberate motion. Then, without a word, he tapped the screen.The video started playing.Noel blinked once.And then everything inside him shattered.It was him. On the bed in Julian’s room. Crying. Naked. Writhing.Julian’s voice, sick and low.Noel’s own voice, panicked and pleading…“Julian, stop…stop..please…”The sound of the mattress creaking.The slap of skin.Noel’s choked sobs.He jerked bac
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-13
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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
THE 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
