Opposites, enemies, never able to coexist. That was what Ariana and Cross were to each other. After all, she was the city’s most famous detective, known for her crackdown on gang activity that once plagued the cityscape day and night. And Cross? He was THE most powerful Mafia Don this side of the world, and had everything he could want at his disposal: money, loyalty, sex. But when night falls and enemies become lovers? The line begins to blur between love and hate. It should never have happened, Ariana knows. She feels like a traitor to her city. But Cross is relentless, unable to let go after a taste of her. And she is willing to let him. Will Ariana get caught in this thrill and be swept away? Or will she manage to get all she ever wanted without getting hurt?
View MoreMira’s POVThe problem with these mafia lords and minority gangs was that they tended to underscore the abilities of some of the people around them.I am one of the underrated individuals in this game of mafias. As for me, I prefer to lay it low and pull no stunt. As long as I had my man’s dick to bounce my pussy off it whenever I wished, I would be just fine.But no…Even my man, they had to take away from me. I didn’t ask for much, did I? Just give me my Cross. Because I wanted him. I loved him.And now, she had to take that away too and get away with it?Ariana…The name sounded like a curse. She wasn’t even some daughter of a mafia lord or a prominent member of the opposition. She was just a goddamned policewoman and somehow, Cross found in her what he could find in no one else.Now, look where that got him? Cross was like a fool; one controlled by a remote. For one, that was why I loved and desired him the more. He was strong, domineering, commanding; he was perfect. But when he
Cross' POVThe tension in my cock was too much as she had rubbed me too close to the edge. I felt my cock throb and just when I thought I was done, she stopped."What are you doing?" I asked, feeling myself ache from the loss of contact.My cock was still throbbing, ready to burst, and when I looked up, her face was filled with pure amusement."Hmmm..." She leaned down to my shaft, studying it for a moment. "You look like you will burst from just the slightest touch."She leaned back on the table, smirking at me. "I can't have you cum just yet... Not after I'm yet to get what I want."She was really testing my patience."Fuck you!" I cursed out, trying to shift myself so that the tip of my cock won't brush against anything, but it was all in vain.She got up and walked toward me. "You will soon."I froze at her words, not sure how to respond."Look at that cute expression on your face." She teased. "Do you not know how to respond to that?""Why will I give you the satisfaction of sayi
Ari’s POVI hopped into the car. Kaelie was already waiting for me, an excited look on her face.“What took you so long?” Kaelie asked.“I couldn't find the perfect heels for my dress,” I replied.“You look really good, Ari. The boys are going to eat you up,” Kaelie commented.“You do know I’m just going to sit in a corner and watch you party, right?”“Oh, please, spare me the saintly act.”Kaelie swiveled her hair to the side and started the car engine. We drove for a couple of hours until we finally came to a halt in front of a club.“We’re here,” Kaelie announced.It was a lively location, and through the windshield, I could see people trooping toward the building. Bouncers were stationed at the entrance, massive men with muscular builds who seemed taller than average.Kaelie jumped out of the car. I followed shortly, scanning my environment for any threats.Truth be told, I was hoping to see a familiar face—Cross, to be precise.I was still mad at myself for what had happened, but
Cross' POVA long silence stretched between us. I looked at her, taking in the sight of her in the dim light. Her uniform was pressed, her hair pulled back in a tight bun, and her expression was unreadable."So," she finally said, breaking the silence. "Are you going to tell me what makes you so special? Or do I have to find out by myself?""And what here gives you the impression that I'll tell you?" I smirked.She stepped closer, her eyes narrowing. "Because I'm not going to let you go until you do. So if you're wise, you'll start talking.""Then we'll be here a while." I shrugged, looking away from her to subtly scan the room.Her lips curved into a thin smile as she answered back. "Maybe. Or maybe I'll just have to convince you."I raised an eyebrow, looking back at her. "And how are you planning to do tha—"Before I could finish that statement, she had closed the distance between us and rested her feet on my crotch, pressing down on it slowly.I stiffened.Her smile grew wider. "
Ari’s POVKaelie was my go-to friend whenever the world seemed a bit overwhelming. She was the type you could count on to turn things around. Although she was a bad bitch, and she knew it. In fact, it was common knowledge. I felt relieved to have someone like her in my corner.Today was unlike every other day. I called in a sick day at the office. It was a rare request from me, and Lady Smith wasted no time in granting it."I love my job," you know? That was a phrase every other person used whenever they had an excuse.Here it comes—I love my job, but I love my mental health more.Come on, I had literally just sold out my lover. I mean, it was my job to catch the bad guy, but this was complicated. I loved the bad guy. I guess I never had much luck in love.I folded myself with a soft pillow between my legs, wrapping the thick bed fabric around my body. I wasn’t ready to summon any ounce of courage to do anything. I was mad and frustrated at myself. It was that feeling when you know
Cross’ POVI was starving. My stomach churned in protest, but that wasn’t even the worst part. My entire body ached, my ribs felt cracked, and the damn handcuffs were cutting into my wrists. Still, my thoughts kept running over and over around her – Ari.I knew she was yet to truly forgive me. But for me, well, I had forgiven her. I needed this. I needed to be away from the world. To be locked and tortured and made to remember everything that I had done to make the lives of others miserable.And of course, fate had just placed Lady Smith in the right position to do that. The fucking policewoman was some corrupt mess. I was a hundred percent certain that I was not meant to be tortured this way but of course, she had the ultimate power to do with me whatever she wished.Including playing with my genitals.Cursed bitch.The time I’d have her in my hands was coming.I leaned my head back against the cold metal of the chair they’d strapped me to, inhaling deeply. The precinct was quieter
Ari’s POVThe morning was quiet, but my thoughts were anything but the same. I had barely slept after spending the night with Kaelie, and even as I walked into the station, all I could think about was Cross. Where was he being kept? Had they hurt him? Was he— No. I shut down the thought before it could spiral any further. Cross wasn’t weak. He wasn’t the type to break, no matter how much they tried to beat him down. But something about Lady Smith made me uneasy. And that uneasiness only grew stronger when I saw her walking straight toward me. "Ariana." Her voice was firm, but I could hear something laced underneath it. Amusement? Suspicion? I stopped in my tracks, standing straighter. "Yes, ma’am?" She didn’t waste time. "Cross is asking to speak with you." My stomach dropped. I forced my face to remain neutral. "Me?" She gave me a sharp nod. "Yes, you. He won’t speak to anyone else." I swallowed. "I… I don’t know why he would ask for me." Lady Smith’s eyes studied me li
Ari’s POV"I’m sorry." That was the last thing I had said to Cross before everything went to hell. And I meant it. I didn’t know why I said it, maybe because I knew he didn’t deserve what was coming next. Maybe because I felt like I had just done something unforgivable. Maybe because, despite everything, I still loved him. But then—gunfire. Chaos erupted. I ducked behind a crate as bullets ripped through the air, my ears ringing. My heart pounded so hard I thought it might burst. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. The police were in position. Cross was supposed to be arrested. That was the plan. But then another group had shown up. Who the hell were they? I peeked out just in time to see Cross sprint toward his car, dodging bullets with the kind of precision that came from years of experience. He was fast, but so were the officers. Run, Cross…The thought hit me before I could stop it. And then I was running too. I didn’t know what I was doing. I didn’t even know why
Cross’ POVPain. It was the first thing I registered as I slowly regained consciousness. My body ached, my head was throbbing, and something warm and sticky trickled down my forehead. Blood. Shit.I forced my eyes open, the blaring red and blue lights in the distance reminding me exactly where I was—on the run. The crash hadn’t killed me, but if I didn’t move now, I’d be done for. Sirens wailed, closing in fast. The police were coming. I could hear the faint voices of officers barking orders, their footsteps crunching against the debris. Move, Cross. Move! Gritting my teeth, I yanked my seatbelt free and shoved the mangled car door open. Every muscle in my body screamed as I dragged myself out, my leg nearly buckling beneath me. The impact had messed me up, but I wasn’t dying here—not tonight. I stumbled forward, barely able to steady myself. My vision blurred, but I forced my feet to move. A few yards ahead, I spotted a canal, its murky waters barely visible under the dim city
ARI’s POVCold rage spun through me at the sight I was witnessing.I'd just gone to the restroom for a break. It had been less than 10 freaking minutes since I left.Yet now, Jonathan, my boyfriend, was openly flirting with the waitress on our seat, ogling her while she accepted his advances.He was cheating on me so openly, and on my birthday dinner no less.I'd seen the flirtatious messages on his phone on occasion, heard his apologies time and time again, but this?This was the last straw. I was done.I strutted back to the table, receiving their startled looks. Jonathan looked stricken as if he'd forgotten I existed.“Baby-” I cut him off before he could say anything more. Staring at the number on the napkin, no doubt from the blonde waitress a bitter smirk crawled up my lips.“We're done.” I snapped. Grabbing my purse I stormed out of the restaurant, meeting the cold evening air.I didn't bother carrying a car here because he was driving me. Now I was left to walk the streets alo...
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