Tempted by the Mafia Lord

Tempted by the Mafia Lord

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Natasha Davies, an ex-assassin is tasked with the job of finding “Hell”, the lord of the Italian mafia and assassinating him. The job seemed practically impossible but with her sister’s life on the line, Natasha is determined to give it her all. Along the line she meets the domineering Lorenzo Lizzo, a man who stirs unexplainable raging feelings within her. Unaware of his identity as “Hell”, She gets carried away by his pressing demands, touches and caresses. What happens when they both discover their true identities underneath the mask they have both created for themselves? Will Natasha Davies be far too deep in their forbidden romance, risking the life of her sister or will she bury a knife in his chest? Read more to discover a crisscross between forbidden love, loyalty, and power

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Chapter One

NATASHA “Ayoo Natasha! Where you goin'?” Phil's voice was loud over the club song. That was no surprise, he was a whopping seven-foot Jamaican male who weighed nothing less than three hundred pounds. One look at those hulking eyes and no one in their right senses would mess up. But this was a nightclub. Half the crowd here were definitely not in their right senses, they were either drunk or high on shit. “It's twelve, Phil,” I yelled back. “My shift ended.” “Nuh-uh, not if I say so, missy,” He tsked, a playful glint in his eyes. “Get your pretty ass back here. I've got some special guests comin" “They can serve themselves! I'm not doing shit!” I blew him a kiss and as quickly as I could, moved out of the door. Working as a waitress in a nightclub wasn't exactly every girl's dream. And perhaps if I was the average American, I would share the same sentiment. But I sure as hell did not. I looked like the typical American bimbo. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and tall enough for

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Joy_Writes
A must-read I must say, I highly recommend this book. loved the female lead so much.
2024-04-26 16:28:25
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Susana Almanza
Great book, even with spelling errors and repeated paragraphs. The female lead was good and loved the storyline. A must-read.
2024-02-17 00:25:56
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AUTHOR_DANNY
I’m definitely finishing this book. The female lead is tough and that’s exciting. Doing a happy dance
2023-11-22 04:17:47
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Seyifunmi Abolarin
just 6 chapters in and I'm already loving the book.........️
2023-10-19 20:11:48
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120 Chapters

Chapter One

NATASHA “Ayoo Natasha! Where you goin'?” Phil's voice was loud over the club song. That was no surprise, he was a whopping seven-foot Jamaican male who weighed nothing less than three hundred pounds. One look at those hulking eyes and no one in their right senses would mess up. But this was a nightclub. Half the crowd here were definitely not in their right senses, they were either drunk or high on shit. “It's twelve, Phil,” I yelled back. “My shift ended.” “Nuh-uh, not if I say so, missy,” He tsked, a playful glint in his eyes. “Get your pretty ass back here. I've got some special guests comin" “They can serve themselves! I'm not doing shit!” I blew him a kiss and as quickly as I could, moved out of the door. Working as a waitress in a nightclub wasn't exactly every girl's dream. And perhaps if I was the average American, I would share the same sentiment. But I sure as hell did not. I looked like the typical American bimbo. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and tall enough for
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Chapter Two

NATASHA “Have you gone mad?” I asked, staring at Luca in disbelief. He glanced around him, then back at me. “I assure you, I am perfectly sane.” “No,” I said, shaking my head. “No you're not. If you were, you would not ask me to do the impossible.” “Oh please,” He sniffed haughtily. “You infiltrated the navy and killed off three commanders. Nothing is impossible for you.” “It was two commanders and a colonel!” I defended, my brows furrowed. “And they are nothing compared to Hell, and you know it! No one even knows who he is!” Luca nodded, pursing his lips. “True. And that is precisely why I'd like to hire you.” Hire me? Oh yeah, he had definitely lost his mind. “This isn't hiring. You threatened me into working for you!” The Italian brute shrugged and straightened. “Hiring, threatening, same shit, Vera. Look, I traveled down from Italy to find you. If anyone can uncover Hell's true identity and get rid of him while at it, it's you.” “I don't want to,” I told him, shaki
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Chapter Three

LORENZO “Guess she really wasn't a stripper Boss,” Alejandro, one of my men, said as I slipped back into the VIP booth. They all had amusement scrawled all over their faces. Clearly they had enjoyed the spectacle I had caused with the vixen. The blonde-haired vixen. I settled into my seat, rubbing my jaw as I watched her serve drinks to other customers. I had no idea why she enthralled me. When she had brought our drinks earlier, dressed sexy in that fucking short dress, the first thought I had was to bury my face in those pert breasts. They looked perky in her dress, bouncing slightly when she moved with rigor. I was not made of fucking wood. Of course, I got attracted. We'd just rounded up a damned case of greedy bastards on her trail in the past few days. I hadn't had a willing woman to slake my lust on in almost a week, and she had presented herself. Stripper or not, she was a woman and all women had their prices. Except her, it would seem. She hadn't considered my offe
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Chapter Four

NATASHA “That bastard!” I yelled to no one in particular as I walked down the road that led to my home. Oh, I was infuriated. I was mad. I was so angry, and yet, I was incredibly turned on. I was a mess! I hated how pompously he acted, assuming that I enjoyed his touch. I hated even more that I really had enjoyed the touch. My head tingled as I recalled the way he had grabbed my hair. It had felt thrilling, I could swear I felt myself grow slick with desire. I couldn't help it, really. One minute I was furious with him, the next minute, I found myself wishing he would rip my top apart and just touch me where I needed him. My nipples begged desperately for his attention. For his hands. “Stop thinking about him!” I snapped at myself, quickening my steps home. I had to see Alisa. But before I did, I needed to take a bath and change into something presentable. My sister would lose her marbles if I stepped into her giant house wearing tattered jeans. I stepped into the house, took
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Chapter Five

NATASHAShit. She saw right through me. I must have made it obvious with all my whining about how i would always keep her safe. I should have held my tongue. What the hell was I thinking?!"Alisa," I called, trying to reach for her, but the fear in her eyes slowly shifted into something much more. Something that struck my heart and dug deep. Resentment. My sister resented me. It was clear on her pretty innocent eyes. In the way she stood defiantly, her shoulders square as if to steel herself for whatever would happen next. I glanced at her husband to see a sad judgemental look on his face and felt my gut twist in pain. "Alisa, please, I'll be fine.""No you won't!" She screamed, stepping away from me. "Don't you know about Karma? Bad Karma Natasha. All yhose people youve killed, all the countless lives you've taken, they'll come back to haunt you, mark my words!" "I wouldn't do this if I didn't have a choice-""Don't give me that bull," Sh
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Chapter Six

NATASHA"Bastard," I grumbled, tossing the phone on my ratty mattress and trying to fish out whatever clothes were manageable from the tiny heap of clothes I had. It wasn't that I couldn't afford more clothes, or better ones. Alisa had worried for two years, asking me why I didn't move somewhere more comfortable, or get better clothes or at least refurbish the ratty apartment I lived in. I told her I didn't mind it and I wasn't lying. I really didn't. In the mafia, I was trained to live on less. For two whole years, I wore the same pair of clothes. Black jeans, torn and ragged with age and a black top. I performed all my assignments in them. No matter how much I washed them, I could always smell the heavy stench of blood.It lived around me, surrounded me like a halo. A constant reminder of who I was and the work I had done. The work I did. The work I was about to do. I fished out a pair of faded jeans that looked the most presentable and sh
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Chapter Seven

NATASHA Luca grinned at the woman. I couldn't figure out if he was looking pleased to see her or was just proud to introduce who I was. "This is Vera Ivanov," He boasted. "Yes, the Vera. Russia's most wanted." "Ignore him," I told the lady. "I go by Natasha. I haven't been called Vera in years." The iciness in her eyes died down and she smiled. I wondered why she had looked at me that way before. I hadn't even done a thing and I was certain I had never met her in my life. Yet she had looked guarded in the first few seconds before Luca introduced me. I glanced around the house and arched my brow. There were people moving in between the trees. It was so subtle, I almost didn't pick it up. Considering how the woman had also approached without me hearing her footsteps and how Luca wasn't alarmed, that could only mean one thing. This wasn't just Luca's home. It was his hideout. His fortress. And he had a very qualified set of people, if I ha
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Chapter Eight

LORENZO“Report,” I ordered, sitting on a sofa in the hotel room we'd gotten, and pouring myself a glass of brandy. “We found him,” Martino said, rubbing a cigarette between his fingers. He hadn't set fire to it yet because I had a strict no smoking around me rule. I didn't like the stench, and I definitely did not want to die due to lung cancer or some shit. I had bigger goals to attain. Like setting up a retail in New York before I hurled my ass back to Italy. The problem was finding a fucking retailer. Everyone seemed to shy out of doing business with the Italians. Probably because they knew they would get a bullet in the balls if they made one stupid move. I chuckled at the thought and took a sip out of my glass. The alcohol burned down my throat, slow and hot, and I closed my eyes at the feel. “Did you set up a meeting with him?” I asked and watched Martino nod curtly. Good. That was perfect. Setting up a company in the United St
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Chapter Nine

NATASHA Something cold and heavy hit my face, starling me out of my sleep. I jumped off my bed, eyes wide in shock and ready to smack the shit out of whoever messed with me. “What the hell?!” Luca stood a few meters away, a stupid smile on his face as he watched me. I was drenched as hell, and he held up a bucket, looking quite proud of his accomplishment. He had poured water on me. Me! I growled, stomping towards him, ready to smash his face into the ground. “You bastard!” “A very refreshing way to wake up, no?” He chuckled, dodging one of the blows I had launched at him. “I don't know if you've noticed, Vera, but I am not a puny little man. That blow won't do a thing to me.”“But my legs will!” I bellowed, ready to slam my knee into this precious family jewels, when a muscle pulled in my thigh and I fell to the ground. “Oh hell, that's painful!” I groaned, cradling my leg, trying to ease off the pain. Perhaps Luca was right, I had g
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Chapter Ten

NATASHAI take my words back. I take them back big time. This was hell. I didn't think this through at all. Olivia was crazy. She's fucking crazy. I coughed as she dumped my head into the water, sputtering as water rushed through my gut and spleen, driving me crazy. This was it. I was going to die. I had spent three days in Lucas mansion and suffice to say, I was certain he wanted to take my life instead. That had to be the goal of it all. There was nothing else. Why on earth was I being subjected to Torture? It started a day ago. After the sparring with Olivia, I had won by the way, my body was sore as hell, next thing I knew, I was thrown into a tank and drenched with water. Yesterday was hell. I could still hear my screams. I could still feel myself choking as I struggled to stay afloat in the water. If Luca hadn't ordered for them to stop, if he had waited a minute too soon, I probably would have passed out. That was yesterday.
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