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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 The room smelled of cigars and whiskey, the air thick with tension and the weight of too many secrets. A velvet-topped card table stood between them, the final hands played with measured precision. Marcello leaned back in his chair, a smirk curving his lips as he dragged a cigar between his fingers, tapping the ash into the tray without a care in the world. “Last round,” Adriano said, voice low and cold, like he already knew how this was going to end. Marcello chuckled, the sound grating and full of cocky bravado. “Afraid to lose, capo?” His dark eyes flicked toward Adriano, sharp with amusement, almost daring him to react. Adriano didn’t take the bait. He just exhaled slowly, fingers drumming once on the table before settling back into that unreadable stillness of his. His control had always been a dangerous thing, a weapon as sharp as the gun tucked beneath his suit. Marcello’s fingers curled around his cards, lifting them just enough to see. I caught the flicker of
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Adriano I should have been furious. I should have shut her up the second she started screaming at me, the second she threw my own fucking actions back in my face. But instead, I just stood there, letting Azzurra’s rage crash over me. Because for the first time in my life, I felt something I had never expected to feel. Guilt. I had put her on that damn table, made her a fucking bet, as if she was nothing more than a pile of chips. And even though I knew I was going to win, even though there had never been a chance in hell that Marcello would walk away with her, I had still done it. I had made her feel like she was nothing and that was a mistake. Azzurra wasn’t nothing. She was fire. She was fury. She was the only person who had ever looked me in the eye and called me out on my shit. I let out a sharp breath, dragging a hand through my hair. I needed to put this out of my mind. Guilt was a fucking useless emotion. In my world, it had no place. Just as I turned toward
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Azzurra I swore to myself that I would never, ever cross paths with any of the Giordanos. They all hated me. The house was big enough to avoid them for about a month. But like all the other wishes I had ever had, this one never came true. Because that morning, I found myself in the worst possible situation. I was supposed to clean the Beta’s room, just like I did every morning. It was supposed to be an easy task, change the sheets, dust the furniture, mop the floor, and leave. No drama. No trouble. But of course, trouble found me anyway. As I walked into the Beta’s room, bucket and mop in hand, I froze. Andrea was there. Not just standing in the middle of the room but crouched near the bathroom door, her body pressed close to the wooden frame as she peeked inside. At first, I had no idea what she was doing. But then I heard the sound of running water, followed by the unmistakable hum of a man’s voice. Realization hit me like a slap to the face. Andrea was spying
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Azzurra The next morning, I woke up with Luna Vienna’s words still ringing in my head. "Be careful. In a world ruled by men, a woman must be twice as ruthless to survive." I didn’t know if she meant it as a warning, a lesson, or both. But one thing was clear, Luna Vienna wasn’t a woman to underestimate. And neither was Andrea. As I made my way through the servants' quarters, I caught sight of her down the hall, speaking in hushed tones with a few of the other high-ranking women. Her expression was poised, her laughter soft and deceptive. But when her gaze flicked to me, the amusement disappeared. For a moment, we just stared at each other. A silent challenge. I didn’t look away first. With a small smirk, Andrea turned back to her conversation, but I knew she hadn’t forgotten about yesterday. Neither had I. I kept my head down and continued walking, gripping my cleaning supplies a little tighter. I had just finished my morning tasks when a maid rushed in, breathle
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Azzurra A chance? I clenched my jaw, hating that I even considered it. But what choice did I have? I exhaled sharply, forcing my shoulders to stay steady. “Fine. I’ll do it.” Adriano smirked like he had expected my answer all along. Like he knew I was predictable. It pissed me off. “Good girl.” I scowled, crossing my arms over my chest. “Fuck off.” His chuckle was low, full of amusement, like he found my irritation entertaining. “Such a mouth on you.” “Yeah? Well, you bring it out of me,” I shot back, not bothering to soften the edge in my voice. He tilted his head, studying me. “Is that so?” I lifted my chin. “You’re insufferable.” “And yet, here you are.” He stepped past me, reaching for the door. “Come with me.” I hesitated for a second, my instincts screaming at me to be careful. But in the end, I followed. The hallways were dimly lit, lined with aged wooden panels that made the space feel even more suffocating. Adriano walked ahead, his posture easy, confident. Contr
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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
