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AdrianoThe dining table was set with the usual elegance my mother demanded—crystal glasses, fine silverware, and an array of dishes cooked by the best chefs money could buy. But none of that could mask the thick tension in the air. The aroma of roasted lamb filled the dining room, usually a comforting scent. I sat at the head of the table, her posture regal, her dark eyes sharp as she sipped from her wine glass. My sister, Andrea, lounged beside me, poking at her food with a fork, her expression a mixture of boredom and irritation. Then there was my mother, seated in front of her. I knew what was in their mind but of course I won't be the one to break the silence. “So, how long will this Azzurra be staying here, exactly?” my mother asked, her tone light but carrying an undeniable edge. “A week? Two?” I didn’t look up from my plate. “As long as necessary.” Andrea scoffed, stabbing a piece of grilled zucchini harder than necessary. “Necessary for what? For you to figure out h
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AzzurraI had become a master at slipping through shadows. Avoiding Luna Vienna and Andrea felt like a game of survival, and I played it well. Every time there was a chore that would lead me to the west wing where Luna Vienna spent most of her time in, I always found a way out of it. I swapped tasks with other maids, bribing them with parts of my meal or the rare sweet treat I managed to sneak from the kitchen. I didn’t care about the cost. Staying out of their line of sight was worth any sacrifice. But, as my luck would have it, the universe seemed to have other plans for me that morning. Luck was a spiteful bitch. The kitchen was warm, filled with the rich scent of sizzling bacon and fresh bread as I worked on Luna Vienna’s breakfast. I had just cracked an egg into the pan when the door creaked open behind me. “Ugh, my head is killing me,” came a groan. I turned, and my stomach dropped. Andrea. Her sandy blonde hair was a tousled mess, and her eyes were shadowed with exh
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AzzurraI cleaned in silence, my hands moving fast, my mind trying to stay blank. If I let myself think, if I let myself feel, I would snap. And snapping was not an option.Andrea’s room was a disaster, and I knew she had made it that way on purpose. A challenge. A punishment. A reminder that I was nothing in this house.I picked up a dress crumpled on the floor and folded it neatly, even though my fingers itched to rip it apart. The scent of her expensive perfume clung to the fabric, sharp and overwhelming. I tossed it onto the bed and moved to the vanity. The spilled makeup smeared under my fingertips as I wiped the surface clean. By the time I was done, I stood over the room proud of my work. It was nothing really because I have been doing things like this since my mother died. Sophia and Valerian aren't exactly the neat ones and my dad? My dad was a different story altogether. Anyways I was done with this hell....room and I have to.....The clock struck 12 and I cursed under my br
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AzzurraThe dress. Fuck. It felt like liquid silk against my skin. I thought it was just simple but I was wrong. Blue, the color of a twilight sky just after the sun dips below the horizon. Beautiful. And expensive. The most expensive piece of fabric I’d ever touched. Hell, it probably cost more than my entire life up to this point. More than everything I owned combined, including the ratty old blanket my mother gave me before she… well, before she wasn’t around anymore. Before life went to shit.He had thrown the gown to me like it was worth nothing but it actually worth everything. And it fit. Perfectly. Like it was made for me. Which was insane, considering it probably cost more than a small car. A really nice small car. Which left me wondering how Adriano knew my size.There was even a tag still attached. A price tag. I almost ripped it off out of habit before my brain finally kicked in. Thank fucking god. I glanced at the price and my stomach dropped. Jesus Christ.
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AdrianoI should have looked away. It was a simple, fundamental rule of self-preservation. Keep my eyes forward, focus on the damn job, and ignore the intoxicating presence radiating from the woman beside me. But the devil in that blue dress made such a disciplined approach utterly impossible. It clung to her like a second skin, a masterpiece of fabric and design that seemed to have been sculpted onto her body, molded to every tantalizing curve. The deep neckline offered a tantalizing glimpse of soft, full skin, an alluring temptation of the treasures hidden beneath, enough to ignite a fire in my fingertips, an almost uncontrollable urge to touch. My mouth burned with a sudden, fierce desire to trace the delicate edge of the fabric, to press my lips against the warm, yielding skin where silk met flesh.But I wasn’t weak. I refused to be. Not for her. Not for any woman. I had a reputation to uphold, a carefully constructed facade of indifference that served as a shield against the vul
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AzzurraAdriano was watching me.I felt his gaze on me, a heavy weight pressing against my skin like a silent demand. He was across the room, drink in hand, surrounded by men who wielded power like a weapon. Yet his focus wasn’t on them. It was on me, and it made me feel giddy against my wish. Adriano doesn't matter. What matters is me stealing this ring so I can buy my freedom.The man in front of me was eating me up with his eyes, and I wasn’t even trying yet. His gaze kept dipping to my cleavage like it was a magnet, and I had to bite back a smirk. Men were predictable. Give them something to look at, and their brain turned to mush. This one was no different. “So, tell me, tesoro,” I purred, running my fingers along the rim of my glass. “You seem like a man who knows things. Maybe you can help me.” His mouth curled into a sleazy grin, and his thick fingers traced patterns on the back of my hand. “That depends, bella. What do you need?” His breath smelled like whiskey and ci
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Azzurra Stealing from a man like Marcello Rodrigo was dangerous. Stealing something as important as his ring? That was suicide. And yet, here I was. The dim lights of the club flickered, casting golden shadows over the polished floors. The air was thick with cigar smoke and the scent of expensive whiskey. Laughter and low murmurs filled the room, but I wasn’t paying attention to any of it. I had one job, which was, take the ring and get out. Adriano had given me this job. He had looked at me with those cold, calculating eyes and told me exactly what he wanted. "Steal Marcello’s ring," he had said. "The mafia ring." I had known what he meant. That ring wasn’t just jewelry. It was a symbol of power, proof that Marcello was the boss. Without it, he was nothing. Adriano and Marcello had never liked each other. They were enemies, two powerful men always trying to outplay each other. And now, Adriano had decided to make a move. And I was his pawn. But I didn’t care. I didn’t wor
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Azzurra The leather of the car seats was cold against my skin. My heart hammered against my ribs, a trapped bird desperate for escape. I stared out the window at the hall we just came out from, it was a reminder of the freedom I’d lost. Adriano. The name tasted like ash in my mouth. He’d played me, used me as bait, and then… nothing. He’d watched me being dragged away, a cruel amusement twisting his lips. I thought I understood him, thought I could read the calculations behind his cold eyes but I was wrong. So terribly wrong. My hands were tied tightly behind my back, the rough rope biting into my wrists. I tugged at it, a futile attempt to loosen the knots, but it was no use. These men, Marcello’s men, were professionals. They wouldn’t make a mistake. Just like I hadn’t made a mistake with the ring. It was still tucked away, safe and sound but what good was it now? It was a prize I couldn’t claim, a bargaining chip I couldn’t use. A sharp knock on the window made me flinch. "Whe
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AZZURRA An explosion of fire burst inside me, spreading from my stomach to the tips of my fingers. My blood sizzled. My body tingled. I couldn’t breathe. The press of his lips against mine hit me with such intensity my first response was to push him away. I brought my palms up to his chest to shove him as hard as I could, but when he nipped at my bottom lip and then licked it, soothing the sharp sting with his tongue, want filled my veins with boiling water. A moan traveled up my throat. My fingers curled, and I scraped my nails down his stomach, stopping at his belt buckle. He hissed against my lips and then slid his tongue inside my mouth. I felt that wet glide between my legs. Just the knowledge that his hands were on me sent a tremble through me, but the feel of them, the palm sliding over my hip to the curve of my ass; the gentle yet unyielding grasp on my throat incinerated any of the resistance left in me. I swayed toward him, my body melting against his. His lips le
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AZZURRA "You look like shit by the way.” “Sorry Beta Leonardo for my shabby dressings," I said, then to myself I muttered as I pushed myself up, "I could have easily taken my bathe and dressed fancy while being locked up. Where’s your Alpha? Too busy doing other things?" What the fuck was I saying right now, I sound needy. His face darkened immediately. He grabbed my arm, a little too tightly. “Don’t talk about him like that. He is your alpha too.” I ripped my arm out of his grip, rolling my eyes. Whatever. Save your loyalty speech. "I am going back inside.” Leonardo’s eyes bulged. “Are you out of your fucking mind?” “People say that a lot,” I shrugged. He stared at me like I’d grown two heads. “You’ve just escaped that crazy bastard, and now you want to waltz back into his mansion?” “There are women and children in the basement,” I said firmly. “Locked up, starving. I’m not leaving them.” “No way,” he said, crossing his arms. “You’re not going anywhere near that place. A
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AZZURRA I thought I was safe. I really did. Dressed as a maid, I had managed to blend in, and the woman who had walked in earlier didn’t even take a second glance at me.But just when I was about to sneak out again, the door burst open, and she stormed in.“You! Come here and help me dress,” she snapped, flipping her long black hair over her shoulder.I blinked. “Me?”“Of course you! Do you see anyone else in the damn room?” she huffed.Shit. I had no idea how to dress a rich woman. I’d barely managed to tie the stupid apron on myself.I followed her into her room, my eyes wide as I took in the giant mirror and the expensive perfumes on her vanity. She sat on a velvet stool and pointed to the fancy green dress on the bed.“Help me put that on.”I picked up the dress and stared at it like it was some kind of puzzle. There were way too many buttons, ties, and tiny clasps.“Are you new or just stupid?” she muttered.Before I could answer, or fuck something up, the door opened again. A g
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AZZURRA The room they kept me in smelled of dust and mold. The window was too high for me to reach, and the door was locked from the outside. I sat on the cold, hard floor, pulling my knees to my chest. I had no idea how long I’d been there, hours, or maybe a day. My stomach growled, but they hadn’t brought me any food. My throat was dry, and my head hurt from the constant tension. I tried to think of a way out, but the door didn’t budge when I tried pushing it earlier. These bastards knew what they were doing. I wasn’t going anywhere unless they let me out. Eventually, I heard footsteps. The lock clicked, and two men walked in. One of them grabbed my arm roughly, hauling me to my feet. “Get up. The boss wants to see you,” he grunted. I yanked my arm free, glaring at him. “You don’t have to drag me like a damn animal.” He just smirked. “Keep talking, princess. See where it gets you.” The other man tossed a dress at me. It was red, flashy, and way too tight for my liking. “Put
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ADRIANO I leaned back in my chair, swirling the amber liquid in my glass as Leonardo went over the plan again. The dim light of the room made shadows dance across the walls, giving the place an almost scary atmosphere. I didn’t mind it, though, darkness was comforting. “So, we have to make sure none of the boys catch on that we’re onto them,” Leonardo said, his tone clipped. “If we move too soon, they’ll scatter like rats. We need proof before we make a move.” I nodded, taking a slow sip. “We’ll set up a decoy shipment. Something valuable but not too crucial. If they try to intercept it, we’ll have them cornered. Make sure the right word gets out so it draws them in.” Leonardo smirked. “Already on it. I’ve got a few guys spreading rumors about a high-end weapons stash coming in next week. Should be enough to get their attention.” “Good.” I set the glass down, tapping my fingers on the table. “Once we catch them in the act, we make an example. Can’t have the rest of the crew
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AZZURRA The car Luna Vienna had arranged for me was waiting at the entrance, sleek and intimidating, just like the man I was supposed to deliver the parcel to. I held the small package tightly, my hands shaking as I stepped into the backseat. I couldn’t believe she was sending me to Massimo De Luca. Of all people, why him? My mind was racing, trying to figure out why. Why me? Why did Luna Vienna choose me, of all the other servants, to deliver this package to the most ruthless mafia don in the city? It didn’t make sense unless she knew. Unless she had done a little digging into my past and found out about my mistake. I bit my lip, staring out the window as the car glided through the city streets. The dress Luna had provided clung to me like a second skin—black, elegant, but modest enough to not draw too much attention. The invitation card she’d handed me was embossed with gold lettering, a formal request to attend some kind of charity gala hosted by Massimo himself. I couldn’t
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AZZURRA The late morning light seeped through the thin curtains, casting a warm, amber glow across the room. I stirred, my body still sensitive and buzzing from what had happened. As I slowly regained consciousness, I felt the comforting weight of Adriano's arm draped possessively across my waist. His breath was soft and steady against my neck, his bare chest pressed against my back, radiating heat. My cheeks flushed as memories from just a few hours ago washed over me. His hands gripping my hips, his lips tracing a line down my throat, and his low growl vibrating through my skin. I couldn’t help the small, contented sigh that escaped my lips. It felt surreal, lying here with him like this. I hadn’t expected to fall asleep afterward, not with my heart still racing and his touch imprinted on my skin. Carefully, I shifted, attempting to slip out from under his arm without waking him. Adriano murmured something in his sleep, his hold tightening momentarily before relaxing again.
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AZZURRA My breath caught in my throat, and I couldn’t help the shiver that ran down my spine. I wanted to deny the flutter in my stomach, but his touch was making it impossible to think straight. “You were reckless last night,” he said, his voice thick with something darker. “Dancing with strangers, wearing something that barely covered you... did you want to be punished?” My cheeks flamed, and I couldn’t bring myself to meet his gaze. “I didn’t—” He cut me off by pressing his lips to mine again, capturing my breath in a heated, demanding kiss. His hands gripped my hips, pulling me flush against him. I could feel the hard lines of his body through the thin fabric, and I couldn’t suppress the moan that slipped out. Adriano took that as encouragement, deepening the kiss, his tongue brushing against mine. He pulled back just enough to speak, his lips brushing mine. “You’re a menace, Azzurra,” he murmured. Before I could respond, he guided me back to the bed, his hands firm but not
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AZZURRA I woke up to a brutal headache pounding against my skull, my body aching in ways I wasn’t sure had anything to do with the alcohol I had consumed last night. A groan escaped my lips as I turned my face into the pillow, trying to block out the cruel morning light. The scent surrounding me was unfamiliar yet strangely intoxicating, masculine, dark, and undeniably my boss. My eyes snapped open. What the fuck?I pushed myself up too fast, and the room tilted violently. I gritted my teeth, waiting for the dizziness to pass, and that’s when I noticed the unfamiliar sheets tangled around me. Dark, expensive, and definitely not mine. I turned my head slowly, my breath catching in my throat when I took in my surroundings. This wasn’t my room. It was his. Shit.Panic clawed at my chest as I tried to recall how the hell I ended up here. The last thing I remembered was Adriano dragging me out of the club, throwing me into his car, and then… Then what?My eyes widened as
