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The Mafia Don's obsession 49|Strip club
Valentina pov. When Julian said he would take me out to a club, he seemed to have forgotten to mention one crucial word before "club." Strip. Yes, he took me to a strip club. Since waking up from whatever coma I had after the accident, I’d never met anyone quite like Julian. He seemed like a different breed of human altogether. How should I put it… he was nothing like Alexander, who was always so serious, or Sebastian, who looked like a jokester. He wasn’t like Daniel, who seemed both sweet and kind, or even Felix, the cutest kid I had ever seen. Julian was indeed different — like my kind of breed. “Oh my heavenly father!” I gasped, covering my mouth in shock as a stripper crawled toward Julian, smiling seductively and throwing in a playful wink while giving him a lap dance. Julian smirked, his hands gripping her waist as he guided her movements against him without a care in the world. “Gosh, my eyes! Get a room, you people!” I exclaimed, covering my eyes in embarrassment, my fa
Last Updated : 2025-02-07The Mafia Don's obsession 50|Sin City
Luca pov.“I can’t believe you’re getting married! And to Nico’s daughter, of all people. Do you even realize who Nico is? Of course you do—every cop knows him by now. He’s even worse than that other notorious mafia don, Alexander Knight!” Marcus's frustrated voice reached my ears from the driver's seat, but I kept my eyes closed, my mind swirling with endless, consuming thoughts."Damn you, Luca! Are you ignoring me again? Even after using my day off to do you a favor, can't you at least find the decency to pretend to listen!?" he snapped, his tone filled with exasperation.Silence.I didn't respond, my fingers flipping the coin in my hand as my thoughts drifted.From the information I had gathered, Alexander was set to be at Sin City—a notorious club owned by none other than the ruthless mafia don, Xaiver Harrington. The place was infamous for hosting shady business deals, and tonight’s agenda was rumored to involve illegal drug dealings.Xaiver was the kingpin in the drug trade,
Last Updated : 2025-02-09The Mafia Don's obsession 51|Valentina was here?
Alexander pov.“Ahhh!” The woman screamed, clutching her broken hand in shock, her eyes widening in fear as tears streamed down her face. I merely tilted my head to the side, exhaling the smoke from my cigar, my gaze cold and unfeeling."Touch me again with those filthy hands," I said, my voice steady and cold, devoid of any emotion. "And you won't have them to touch anything else."I signaled to Adrian, who immediately bowed and pulled the woman to her feet before dragging her out of the room. I narrowed my eyes, a frown forming as I took out the handkerchief from my pocket. I wiped the hand that the foolish stripper had touched, as if trying to rid myself of the filth she'd left behind.I hated being touched. I hated being anywhere near that bastard Xavier’s club, but it was business—one that was important and required my presence. That’s why I came here straight after landing in the States.I was already in a pretty bad mood, especially because during the past few days I had spent
Last Updated : 2025-02-10The Mafia Don's obsession 52|Am I interrupting something?
Valentina pov. For a brief moment, as I stood there, three things left me utterly bewildered. First, the breathtaking stranger's intense stare—as if he were gazing at a long-lost lover. Second, the dizzying sensation making the world spin around me. And third, the unexpected heat spreading through my body, leaving me flushed and strangely sensitive. “Fuck, is it just me, or did someone crank up the heat?” I muttered under my breath, tugging at my shirt and fanning myself as my breathing grew heavy and labored. “Emily,” the stranger called my name once more. I blinked, trying to focus, but my vision blurred, forcing me to squint at him. Black hair, pretty blue eyes and an attractive face that could disarm anyone. “Huh… why are there two of you?” I grinned, pointing clumsily to the left, then to the right, trying to figure out which was the real image of the handsome stranger. Just when I thought his frown couldn’t deepen further, it did. He raised a brow, his cold eyes studying
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Alexander pov."Huh, isn't that your wife, or am I seeing things right now?" Xaiver, the idiot, was the first to break the silence as we stood there, all eyes locked on one another.I narrowed my gaze at Luca, and a surge of pure rage coursed through me, tightening my fists as I fought to keep myself from snapping and gunning him down right then and there.He was the same bastard who had betrayed me with my wife, the same reason Emily had wanted to leave, and ultimately the reason she was now gone.The only thing holding me back from ending him right now was the knowledge that Emily wouldn’t have wanted me to kill him. That was why I had ignored him, let him live—out of respect for her. But now…My attention shifted to Valentina, and my frown deepened as I recalled how they had been wrapped in each other's arms just moments ago. Did he really think she was Emily?The corner of my lips into a cold smirk and I relaxed before shifting my gaze back to Luca,“What are you doing here? It is
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Valentina pov.I didn’t understand how it happened, but everything had become a blur at some point. One moment, I was in the club, and the next, I was in Alexander’s room, his hand resting on my head as he gazed at me with cold eyes. But beneath that icy stare, I could have sworn I saw a flicker of worry. Either that, or I was really imagining things.“That idiot should have been here by now,” Alexander muttered under his breath, his gaze flickering between me and his watch, his frown deepening with each passing second as he sat at the edge of the bed.I parted my lips, intending to speak, but the words gets caught in my throat, refusing to come out.What was I about to say again? I couldn’t remember. All I knew was that my body felt unbearably hot, my skin felt sensitive, especially to the burning heat pooling between my legs.My vision blurred, and my breathing grew heavier. I clenched my thighs together, trying to suppress the heat, but it was useless. When I opened my eyes again,
Last Updated : 2025-02-16The Mafia Don's obsession 55|You better not regret this tomorrow
Valentina pov.Discarded clothes, breathless moans, and heavy pants.My back hit the wall as Alexander pressed against me, his lips claiming mine in a bruising kiss. His grip on my thighs tightened as he slowly grind against me, making me arch my hips and tighten my hold on his shoulders, lost in the heat of our kiss.“Mmm,” a soft moan escaped my lips as he pulled away from the kiss, only to trail his lips down to my neck, placing small, teasing kisses that sent tingles through me. I gasped when I felt Alexander’s teeth graze my skin, followed by the warm stroke of his tongue over the sensitive spot before biting down lightly, sending a shiver down my spine. My hands instinctively gripped his shoulders, my breath hitching as warmth spread through me.I could feel myself dripping into my already soaked panties."Alexander..." I whispered, my voice trembling—whether from anticipation or the intensity of his touch, I wasn’t sure. But I needed him—I needed him inside me so badly.Alexand
Last Updated : 2025-02-17The Mafia Don's obsession 56|Bruises and hickeys.
Valentina pov. What the hell have I done?! That was the first question that hit me as I woke up in Alexander’s bed, naked and disoriented. The events of last night flashed through my mind in a haze, and I couldn’t help but wish for the ground to open up and swallow me whole. No, no. It couldn’t have been real. Last night had to be one of those absurd wet dreams I sometimes have about him. I didn’t really have sex with Alexander. I didn’t act like some desperate, uncontrollable mess, begging him for his touch, exposing myself in such a humiliating way. I couldn’t have. “Fuck, Alexander… please,” "Look at you, acting like a damn slut right now. Is this what you wanted? You want me to touch you like this?” “You're close? And I’ve barely even done anything yet,” “Oh my God, just shut up already and fuck me!” “Stop thinking about it!” I gasped, slapping myself across the cheek in a desperate attempt to erase the sinful memory from my mind. But no matter how hard I tried, every wor
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The Mafia Don's obsession 89|She is hurt
Valentina pov A tear slipped down my cheek just as Alexander's hand cradled the back of my head and he kissed me. His lips were rough and intense against mine, stealing a whimper from me and granting him access to my mouth. I closed my eyes and kissed him back, my body responding on its own, as though it didn’t belong to me. But why was I crying? Why did this ache in my chest feel so suffocating? It left me breathless. And the nightmare— why was it blurry and most of all, why did it feel more like a distant memory than a dream? A gasp escaped me as Alexander’s other hand slid to my waist, gently pushing me down onto the bed. His lips moved in perfect sync with mine, a low groan rumbling from his throat as he climbed over me, one hand cupping my chin to tilt my head up as we kissed. It hurt. A shiver coursed through my spine when Alaric leaned away from my lips, his mouth trailing down to my neck, pressing hot kisses along my skin until he reached my collarbone. He placed a k
The Mafia Don's obsession 87|An ache in my chest.
Alexander pov She hadn’t woken up since yesterday, and it had affected me more than I cared to admit. I wasn’t even sure what emotion was clawing at me, was it the frustration over what she had done, throwing herself in front of my mother just as I pulled the trigger? Or was it the worry that came from watching her lie there, pale and still, showing no sign of waking up? “The bullet went through her shoulder. She lost quite a bit of blood, but she should be able to wake up soon,” Daniel said, his expression tired as he removed his glasses, his eyes meeting mine. “So don’t worry and get some rest, Alexander. You haven’t slept since yesterday.” I didn’t say anything for a brief moment, my gaze fixed on Valentina as I leaned back against the wall, hands tucked into my pockets, my expression unreadable. “Where is the kid?” I asked eventually. Daniel sighed for the second time before answering. “He wouldn’t stop crying and kept asking to be with Valentina, so I gave him something m
The Mafia Don's obsession 87|It was Alexander
Valentina pov Two years ago. “Madam, madam,” My eyes slowly fluttered open and I groaned, lifting my head to find Agatha standing in front of me with a sad look and a slight frown etched into her expression. “Agatha…” I murmured, reaching up to rub my tired eyes before glancing around. I was in the dining area, and in front of me sat the food I had cooked with Agatha’s help. Today was Damien’s and my anniversary. It was supposed to be a special day. I had made all of his favorite dishes, hoping to make him happy and maybe spend a little time with him, especially since he’d been so busy these past few months with work that I barely have the time to spend time with him. “Has he arrived?” I asked, a hopeful smile tugging at my lips. When Agatha shook her head, the smile slowly faded from my face. My gaze shifted to the clock, it was already 10 p.m. Two whole hours had passed since we finished cooking, and Damien still hadn’t shown up. My eyes drifted to the food on the table, an
The Mafia Don's obsession 86|He cared.
Alexander pov "And it looks like I didn’t finish the job, Mother,” I said coldly, cocking the gun against her forehead. Her body went rigid, eyes wide with fear as she stared at me. “A-Alexander,” she stammered, stumbling back as if distance could save her. But it was futile. There’s something both of us had forgotten to mention about our twisted relationship. I was never afraid of my mother. She was afraid of me. Despite all her efforts, every calculated move, every twisted game meant to make me cower, I never did. She tried to make me believe my life was in her hands. But the truth? I was far too broken to fear a woman who was all bark and no bite. How should I put it? She was a prey pretending to be a predator. A mouse wearing the mask of a cat. A weak woman hiding behind an illusion she had created. People like that always acted unshakable, like the world couldn’t touch them. But deep down, they were the most fragile. The most helpless. “You said I shot you twice,” I
The Mafia Don's obsession 85|Mother
Valentina pov When did I react? When did I start yanking my mother in law's hair? Well maybe it was the part when she had called Alexander a monster. When she had told me everything she had done to him to ensure his obedience or according to her: To make sure he was the perfect tool to use for her plan. She had said that Alexander was incapable of love and that was why I had hated him so much I couldn’t even bear the sight of him. That Alexander wasn’t meant to be loved, only feared. That he would eventually end up alone, never knowing what it meant to be loved. Maybe that was why I was currently yanking her hair back and forth, clearly catching her off guard. “Let go of my hair! How dare you?! Do you know who I am?!” she screamed, trying to pry my hands away. But I only gripped tighter, pulling harder as she grabbed a fistful of my own hair in retaliation. Pain shot through my scalp, but I wouldn’t let go. “Who gives a damn who you are?!” I snapped. “Take back what you said a
The Mafia Don's obsession 84|They were perfectly fine.
Alexander pov Bang! Bang! Bang! Gunshots. Screams. And then... the soft thud of bodies hitting the ground. Those were the three things I grew up with. The three things I was used to and, oddly enough, the three things that made adrenaline course through my veins. Blood. The sickening sound of knives slicing into flesh. The tears, the terror of someone standing at death's door. These were the things that made me feel alive. It was what shaped me. There's a popular saying: "Monsters aren't born, they're made." But me? I was born and made this way. I still remembered when my therapist first diagnosed me with psychopathic tendencies. He had said, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Knight, but your son shows signs of early stage psychopathy. While it's still developing, he doesn't process emotions the way most people do. I understand that people in your line of work don't flinch at killing, but this is a seven-year-old child. You said he cried when you told him to shoot his dog but didn't hes
The Mafia Don's obsession 83|I needed power.
Warning: Mention of abuse. Valentina pov “So, you’re telling me you don’t remember anything at all?” Sera asked as we sat in her study. After she had questioned who I was and insisted I wasn’t her daughter-in-law, we had moved to her office. Despite my reluctance to leave Felix alone outside, I knew I had to explain everything. Now, sitting across from her, I told her how I had been in a coma for about a month and had lost all my memories. That, at least, might explain why I didn’t recognize her. I nodded my head, a smile tugging at my lips. "I don't remember anything from my past. All I know is that I'm Alexander's wife and Felix's mother." I said, giggling softly as the thought crossed my mind. To be honest, by now, I'd already accepted my role as a wife and mother, and it no longer felt awkward, though it never really had. At first, I had been a little scared because it felt like I was thrust into a life that was unfamiliar. But now… My grin widened as I remembere
The Mafia Don's obsession 82|She is mine to take care of.
Third pov Flashback. "Kill it," the woman dressed in pink ordered, her voice so cold that it instinctively made the boy, Alexander, flinch. Alexander shook his head, tears streaming down his face as he cried harder, begging his mother not to make him do it. He couldn’t understand why she would ask him to kill his dog, his only friend, the only one who had always been there for him. You see, Alexander Knight had always been seen as a cold-hearted, evil child, even when he was young. He had inherited the cold demeanor of his father, Ezra Knight, and was feared by many for the same reasons. Both father and son were calm, collected, and rarely showed any emotion. That was the reason everyone avoided him. Even his twin, Daniel Knight, had always been scared of him. Maybe that was why Alexander had always bullied his much more outgoing twin, the one everyone loved. Perhaps it was his twisted way of seeking attention. But his brother, Daniel, was so terrified of him, he never played w
The Mafia Don's obsession 81|Mother will miss you.
Alexander pov“I can't believe my old man paid you to keep me from returning to Italy! No wonder he asked me to pack all my clothes. ‘A vacation to the US,’ he said. ‘You should spend some time with your uncle and learn a few things, then you can come back home,’ he said and I believed him without knowing he basically sold me out! I should have realized it when he gave me that hug,” Julian ranted, his fingers flying across the keyboard so fast they blurred.My back was against the wall as I stared at him from the other side of the room, my arms crossed, expression cold.It had been five minutes— five long minutes of Julian trying to track Valentina and Felix's whereabouts, and five minutes of this nagging feeling I couldn’t shake.Were they safe? Were they okay? Were they hurt?That was all that had been clouding my mind, and I hated it.I hated that I wasn’t just worried about Felix, but her too. I shouldn’t care about what happened to her. I shouldn’t care about her safety. If she
