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Dark Romance
Steamy
Fast-Paced Plot
Mafia
Ruthless
Dominant
Hate to Love
Weak to Strong
Love-Triangle
“I love to break things but I love to break people the most and you Bella, will be my new favourite toy.” ————- Bella George is a twenty years old struggling college student who believes she is close to putting an end to her miserable life. Having a father that is addicted to alcohol and gambling doesn’t make it easy. It gets worse when her father’s reckless gambling leads to a shocking betrayal, Bella finds herself sold to one of the country’s most feared mafia leaders- Vincent Castello. Vincent Castello is everything she never expected: wealthy, strikingly handsome, and enveloped in danger. As Bella grapples with her new reality, she must find her way through the treacherous world of the mafia and the complex emotions that arise in her unexpected connection with Vincent. Will she find a way to reclaim her freedom, or will she succumb to the allure of a life shrouded in darkness? WARNING: Contains mature content!
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The Mafia’s Feisty Captive 37. At the Table
VINCENTBullets gasped, his head lolling forward as sweat dripped from his temple. His breath came in ragged, wheezing bursts, his body trembling against the ropes cutting into his wrists.“I swear,” he choked out. “I told you everything!”I let out a slow chuckle, shaking my head. “Everything except the names I want.”His wide, bloodshot eyes darted around the dimly lit room, desperately searching for mercy where none existed. I watched him, my grip steady on the handle of the knife buried deep in his thigh.“Please…” His voice broke, thick with agony.I twisted the blade.His entire body jerked against the chair as an ear-splitting scream tore from his throat. His breath hitched in painful, shuddering sobs, his muscles spasming from the shock of it.“Begging?” I murmured, tilting my head. “That’s not going to get you anywhere.”“I don’t know!” he shrieked, his voice hoarse, raw.I sighed, feigning disappointment. “Guess I’ll have to jog your memory.”Without warning, I drove my fist
Last Updated : 2025-03-17The Mafia’s Feisty Captive 36. Jealous
BELLA“Bella!”Carmen’s whisper yell snapped me out of my trance, and I flinched, my heart slamming against my ribs. My head whipped around as I scanned the classroom, half expecting someone else to have caught me slipping into my thoughts again.Carmen frowned. “What the hell? What’s wrong with you?”I let out a tired sigh and slumped forward, resting my head on my folded arms atop my desk. “Nothing.”Nothing.Except that my mind wouldn’t shut up. Except that I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Like a shadow, like a constant presence haunting the edges of my thoughts, refusing to leave. Vincent was everywhere.I squeezed my eyes shut. I need to stop this. I need to focus on school. I can’t keep getting distracted like this.Carmen wasn’t convinced. “It can’t be nothing. You’ve been spacing out all day, and you look worried. What’s bothering you?”I hesitated before muttering, “I’m fine. I’ve just been thinking, but it’s nothing serious.”Carmen stared at me blankly.“Do I look stupid
Last Updated : 2025-03-16The Mafia’s Feisty Captive 35. Pressured
BELLA“Please…” I gasped, my voice barely above a whisper.“Touch me. Spank me. Use me to do whatever you want but don’t leave me like this.” My body trembled, aching for relief as I looked up at him through hooded eyes.Vincent tilted his head, a slow, knowing smirk curling at his lips. “Where’s the fun in that, Princess?” His voice was low, dark, teasing.“If I give it to you so easily, you won’t value it.” He leaned in, his breath ghosting over my skin. “Show me how much you want it.”I swallowed hard, my chest rising and falling as I fought against the need clawing through me. “I want you. I need you. Please… just touch me.” My voice was thick with desperation, pleasure pooling behind my ribs.Vincent’s eyes darkened as he crawled onto the bed, slow and deliberate, like a predator stalking his prey.“How badly do you need me, Princess?” he murmured, his fingers grazing the bare skin of my arm, sending shivers across my body. “Tell me where you want me.”My breath hitched as I watc
Last Updated : 2025-03-15The Mafia’s Feisty Captive 34. Reminder
BELLAI couldn’t take my eyes off Vincent.The entire car ride, I stayed glued to him, my gaze tracing over every bruise, every cut, every sign of the pain he endured. He knew this wasn’t like me worrying and hovering but he didn’t say anything.By the time we pulled up to the mansion, the doctor was already waiting, but I couldn’t bring myself to leave his side. Not while he was still at risk.Not when I knew he was hurt because of me.He could have run. He could have saved himself. But instead, he came back for me. He took every punch, every blow, just to make sure I was safe. And that knowledge sat heavy on my chest, making it harder to breathe.Now, the room was empty. Just the two of us.I balanced two steaming bowls of soup on my lap, carefully bringing a spoon to his lips. Vincent gave me a confused look, his brow slightly furrowed.“Eat,” I said softly. “You can’t strain your arm.”His lips parted slightly as if he wanted to argue, but instead, he nodded. Without another word,
Last Updated : 2025-03-14The Mafia’s Feisty Captive 33. Savings
THIRD POVBella was drowning in guilt. It clawed at her, suffocating her with every second that passed.This was her fault.Tears streamed down her face as she looked at Vincent, her heart-shattering at the sight before her. He was taking it all for her. And she hated it.“Look at you,” Bullet sneered, his laughter sharp and cruel as he drove a knife into Vincent’s arm right where he had been shot before.Bella choked on a sob, her body trembling as she watched the blade sink in, blood seeping through his already torn shirt. But Vincent didn’t flinch.His jaw clenched, his muscles tensed, but he gave Bullet nothing. No reaction. Just a deadly, silent glare.And that only seemed to amuse Bullet more.The bastard was enjoying this.Bella’s stomach twisted as she watched them beat and torture Vincent. Fists crashed against his body, his blood staining the floor beneath him, and yet he didn’t break.Bullet smirked, gripping Vincent’s jaw with bruising force. “Look at you, hanging here lik
Last Updated : 2025-03-13The Mafia’s Feisty Captive 32. Caught
THIRD POVThe party was amazing. The view was breathtaking, the ocean shimmering under the moonlight, and for the first time, Bella truly understood what it felt like to be under a sky full of stars in the middle of the ocean.She closed her eyes, letting the music pulse through her and the soothing scent of the ocean invade her senses. It felt serene.These were the kinds of nights she wanted to remember forever. The feeling was comforting and it almost felt like a dream.“I’ve always wanted to come to a yacht party,” she murmured to herself, smiling.With a contented sigh, Bella pulled out her phone, determined to capture the moment. She snapped a few pictures before switching to Snapchat.“Carmen will be so jealous,” she giggled, making silly faces as she recorded videos.But then, Bella froze. A man with a cold, unreadable expression stared straight into the camera, his dark eyes locking onto hers. A shiver ran down her spine and a deep sense of unease twisted in her gut.Slowly,
Last Updated : 2025-03-12The Mafia’s Feisty Captive 31. Undercover (2)
VINCENTI don’t take betrayal lightly. Everyone knows that.But it seems I’ve been too lenient, too merciful. And now, some bastards have mistaken that for weakness.That was my mistake.And I intend to correct it.“Are you sure he’s going to be there, Bianchi?” My voice was calm, but the weight behind it was anything but.Bianchi gave a slow nod. “Yes, Don. It’s been confirmed, that’s his hideout. But he’s smart and sneaky. No one who gets too close ever makes it out alive.”A cruel smirk tugged at my lips.“Then I’ll just have to deal with him myself.”My voice was ice cold.Because if there’s one thing they should have learned by now, It’s that no one betrays me and lives to tell the tale.“Except for that one bastard.” My mind added.If he thought he could betray me and hide behind his so-called protection, he was dead wrong.I would rip his cover open. And burn them all.“This is his picture, Don.”Bianchi handed me a photograph. One look and a slow smirk curled at my lips.“Bull
Last Updated : 2025-03-11The Mafia’s Feisty Captive 30. Undercover (1)
BELLAThe ride back to the mansion was quiet. I had brushed off Vincent’s arm when I got into the car, putting as much space between us as possible. Now, I sat with my body pressed against the door, staring out the window, stewing.Why had he suddenly come back? And why did he show up at my school like that? Fighting for me, of all things?He doesn’t care about me. Hell, he was a bigger bully than Daniel, so why did he interfere? And then to call me his woman?Was he claiming me? Like I was some possession that belonged to him? The thought made my blood boil.I hadn’t even gotten to tell Carmen goodbye, all because he dragged me away. I had wanted to spend a little more time with her before being locked inside that hellhole for the next two days.Leave it to Vincent to ruin my plans.And where had he even been all this time?The car rolled to a stop. A guard opened the door for him first, and he stepped out without a word. Then he turned to me, extending his hand.I shot him a glare b
Last Updated : 2025-03-10The Mafia’s Feisty Captive 29. My woman
BELLA “Why can’t we just grab drinks from the vending machine?” I whined as Carmen dragged me across the street toward the little café opposite our school.“Because I’m not in the mood for watered-down soda, and this is the first time we’re moving around without your nannies breathing down our necks,” she shot back, barely slowing her pace.I huffed but couldn’t help laughing. “I thought you liked them? I distinctly remember you saying they were hot.” I wiggled my eyebrows at her.Carmen scoffed. “That was before I realized they were total creeps.”She had a point. When the guards first drove me to school and didn’t follow me inside, I was shocked. At first, I assumed they had stepped out for coffee or something, but then the entire day passed, and they only reappeared when it was time to pick me up.I asked about it, and the response was even more surprising. “Don has asked us to withdraw from guarding you in the school. He said it was not necessary.”I had no idea why he did that,
Last Updated : 2025-03-09
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BELLA“He slapped my butt!” I yelled for the upteenth time since everybody was forgetting that fact and acting like I was the wrong one for slapping him, “he has no right to do that.”“I know Bella but you work at a bar, these type of things happen with the job and you just have to be reasonable, besides he is a VIP client.” A colleague at work responded.I was taken aback! What did they expect me to do? Stand there and let him touch me even after I had warned him twice to keep his hands to himself. It was bad enough that this was the only job I could find and I had to work my ass off to make enough money to pay for the rent and at the same time settle some of dad’s debts. That was the only thing keeping us alive because the kind of people he got involved with were always the dangerous kind that did not understand the word, please.I was standing beside the bar and waiting for my boss to step out of the VIP’s lounge. He had gone in there to pacify the customer I had slapped since he ...
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