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LorenzoThe room was quiet. My men sat around the long table, their faces tense as we discussed numbers. Money was flowing like it should—clean enough to stay hidden, dirty enough to remind us who we were. The laundering operation through the casinos and the fake construction firm was solid, and everyone knew the consequences if it ever got sloppy.“We need to move more through Miami,” I said, eyes on Marco. “The heat’s less there.”He nodded quickly, scribbling something in a notebook. My eyes scanned the rest of them. None of them dared to look bored or tired. They knew better.Then Riccardo opened his mouth, and I already regretted inviting him to this table.“I heard you’re marrying the maid,” he said casually, pretending to be joking. “There are untouched daughters from respectable families—girls who could strengthen our alliance with the Gambino family. You don’t need to tie yourself to a servant girl.”The room went dead silent.I leaned back in my chair, fingers drumming again
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ArynIt was the morning of my wedding, and I didn’t feel like a bride.I hadn’t slept much. My head throbbed, my stomach was twisted in knots, and the skin around my wrists still burned where Lorenzo had pinned me. I didn’t cry. I couldn’t afford to. I just sat on the edge of the bed, silent and cold, while the world outside prepared for a day that felt more like an execution than a celebration.Then they came for me.The maids.Three of them barged into my room like I was some prized show pony who needed grooming before a parade. I barely had time to stand before they were tugging at my robe and chattering about how I needed to be perfect. Perfect for him.“Hands up,” one barked, and I obeyed like a damn puppet.My robe slid to the floor. The cold air hit my skin, and goosebumps raced across my body. I stood there, naked, vulnerable, while they bathed me with scented water and scrubbed my skin like they were trying to erase the parts of me that weren’t fit to be his bride.They waxed
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ArynThey had dressed me like a princess on death row.The gown was exquisite—hand-stitched lace bodice, cinched waist, and a train that trailed behind like a river of white silk. Pearls had been sewn into the sleeves, glinting every time I moved, as if trying to distract from the fact that I was walking into a cage. My shoes were satin. My veil was cathedral-length and heavy, like everything else about this day.But beneath it all, I was shaking.Not visibly. Not in a way that anyone could easily point to. But inside, I was coming apart at the seams.The doors opened, and the sound of the violin flooded in—a haunting rendition of Ave Maria that sounded more like a funeral dirge than a bridal march. A chill ran through me as I looked out over the room.It was vast. Over-the-top. The kind of luxury that whispered of blood money and generations of power that had never known rules. Gold-trimmed walls. Crystal chandeliers. A marble aisle polished so thoroughly it reflected every step like
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LorenzoShe downed another cup of brandy like it was water—except water didn’t make people wince like that. Her face twisted in the kind of expression you’d expect from a child swallowing cough syrup. Definitely her first time drinking something that strong. She didn’t even try to hide her grimace, just reached for another glass with a determination that was almost admirable. Almost.I leaned back in my chair, swirling my own brandy slowly, letting the amber liquid catch the flickering chandelier light. Her hands trembled slightly as she tipped the next cup into her mouth. Brandy spilled over the rim and trailed down her chin, soaking into the expensive lace of the dress my tailor had slaved over for weeks. I could tell she was trying to get drunk enough to blur out the night, probably terrified that I’d fuck her just because we were now husband and wife.She didn’t know me yet. I wasn’t going to sleep with her. Not tonight. Not ever, if I could help it.Because she wasn’t *her*.The
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-25The Mafia's Kidnapped Bride One
Chapter one ArynI pushed open the door to Brandon’s apartment, the sound of my pumps clicking softly against the polished marble floor. I thought about the look of surprise on his face when he saw my gift, and I smiled. Tonight, I was finally going to let him make love to me. I blushed at the idea. O was well prepared too. I thought hard about what I could get him since he had everything. Then I remembered him complaining about a keychain his mother had bought for him being broken. It was customized and hard to get, but I worked a number of part-time jobs and finally got it for him. "Brandon! I'm home," I called, expecting him to come out of his room. Maybe he was sleeping. As I moved closer, I heard a woman’s laughter. And it sounded familiar. I have heard stories like this. So I walked faster hoping that it wasn't what I was thinking. I froze in the doorway of his bedroom. Moans echoed out and they hadn't even had the decency to close the doors. Brandon was thrusting into her w
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-12-07The Mafia's Kidnapped Bride Two
Chapter TwoArynI slammed my apartment door shut behind me, the sound echoing through the small space. My chest heaved as fresh tears spilled down my cheeks. I didn’t even bother to take off my shoes or jacket as I sank to the floor, burying my face in my hands.Lily, my best friend and roommate, popped her head out of the kitchen, her brows furrowing as she took in my disheveled state. “Oh no. What happened? Did Brandon—” “He cheated on me,” I sobbed, my voice muffled. “With his *cousin*. In his bed. I saw everything, Lily!” Her gasp echoed through the room as she darted toward me, kneeling at my side and pulling me into a tight hug. “That slimy son of a bitch,” she muttered, stroking my hair. “I never liked him. Not once. He had bad taste in clothes, Aryn. Never date a man with poor taste in clothes." I let out a watery laugh, shaking my head. “Why didn’t you say anything?” “I did,” she said, pulling back to look me in the eye. “But you were so smitten, I didn’t want to bur
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Chapter threeArynThe room was spinning, its bright lights shone in my eyes as I gripped the lace tightly, standing naked under the lace. The auctioneer’s voice was loud over the speakers, smooth and practiced, as if he had been doing this for years with no guilt of selling a fellow human being. “Gentlemen, feast your eyes. A fiery one, this. Hair as bright as a flame and spirit to match. She’ll fight, but isn’t that part of the fun?” I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as I tried to suppress the wave of panic threatening to drown me. The thin green dress they’d forced me into barely covered my body, leaving me exposed to the cold air and the predatory eyes of the men seated in the shadows. “Let’s start the bidding at five hundred thousand dollars,” the auctioneer announced. Murmurs rippled through the crowd, followed by sharp voices calling out numbers. My chest tightened with each bid. I wanted to scream, to run, but my legs felt like they were made of lead.
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-12-07The Mafia's Kidnapped Bride Four
Chapter four ArynThe door swung open as two guards grabbed me from the floor. The bright morning sun shine into my eyes as they pulled me out of the room and I squinted my eyes shut. I was tossed to the hands of a woman and one of the guards told her to clean me up nicely because boss wanted me. She nodded and took me to a room. Unlike the auction house, I was bathed with warm fragrant water and dressed in a very skimpy black silk lingerie. The woman looked at me with a pitying gaze before taking me out of the room. The guards leered at me and dragged me again and this time I tried to fight. I snatched my hands from their grip and tried to run but I didn't take two steps before they caught me and one of them swung me over his shoulders."No, no! Please let me go." I screamed but they just laughed as one of them put a disgusting slimy hand on my bare butt. Suddenly I was dropped down to the ground and the door slammed shut behind me, making me jump. My wrists ached from the guards’
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The Mafia's Kidnapped Bride Chapter 14
LorenzoShe downed another cup of brandy like it was water—except water didn’t make people wince like that. Her face twisted in the kind of expression you’d expect from a child swallowing cough syrup. Definitely her first time drinking something that strong. She didn’t even try to hide her grimace, just reached for another glass with a determination that was almost admirable. Almost.I leaned back in my chair, swirling my own brandy slowly, letting the amber liquid catch the flickering chandelier light. Her hands trembled slightly as she tipped the next cup into her mouth. Brandy spilled over the rim and trailed down her chin, soaking into the expensive lace of the dress my tailor had slaved over for weeks. I could tell she was trying to get drunk enough to blur out the night, probably terrified that I’d fuck her just because we were now husband and wife.She didn’t know me yet. I wasn’t going to sleep with her. Not tonight. Not ever, if I could help it.Because she wasn’t *her*.The
The Mafia's Kidnapped Bride Chapter 13
ArynThey had dressed me like a princess on death row.The gown was exquisite—hand-stitched lace bodice, cinched waist, and a train that trailed behind like a river of white silk. Pearls had been sewn into the sleeves, glinting every time I moved, as if trying to distract from the fact that I was walking into a cage. My shoes were satin. My veil was cathedral-length and heavy, like everything else about this day.But beneath it all, I was shaking.Not visibly. Not in a way that anyone could easily point to. But inside, I was coming apart at the seams.The doors opened, and the sound of the violin flooded in—a haunting rendition of Ave Maria that sounded more like a funeral dirge than a bridal march. A chill ran through me as I looked out over the room.It was vast. Over-the-top. The kind of luxury that whispered of blood money and generations of power that had never known rules. Gold-trimmed walls. Crystal chandeliers. A marble aisle polished so thoroughly it reflected every step like
The Mafia's Kidnapped Bride Chapter 12
ArynIt was the morning of my wedding, and I didn’t feel like a bride.I hadn’t slept much. My head throbbed, my stomach was twisted in knots, and the skin around my wrists still burned where Lorenzo had pinned me. I didn’t cry. I couldn’t afford to. I just sat on the edge of the bed, silent and cold, while the world outside prepared for a day that felt more like an execution than a celebration.Then they came for me.The maids.Three of them barged into my room like I was some prized show pony who needed grooming before a parade. I barely had time to stand before they were tugging at my robe and chattering about how I needed to be perfect. Perfect for him.“Hands up,” one barked, and I obeyed like a damn puppet.My robe slid to the floor. The cold air hit my skin, and goosebumps raced across my body. I stood there, naked, vulnerable, while they bathed me with scented water and scrubbed my skin like they were trying to erase the parts of me that weren’t fit to be his bride.They waxed
The Mafia's Kidnapped Bride chapter 11
LorenzoThe room was quiet. My men sat around the long table, their faces tense as we discussed numbers. Money was flowing like it should—clean enough to stay hidden, dirty enough to remind us who we were. The laundering operation through the casinos and the fake construction firm was solid, and everyone knew the consequences if it ever got sloppy.“We need to move more through Miami,” I said, eyes on Marco. “The heat’s less there.”He nodded quickly, scribbling something in a notebook. My eyes scanned the rest of them. None of them dared to look bored or tired. They knew better.Then Riccardo opened his mouth, and I already regretted inviting him to this table.“I heard you’re marrying the maid,” he said casually, pretending to be joking. “There are untouched daughters from respectable families—girls who could strengthen our alliance with the Gambino family. You don’t need to tie yourself to a servant girl.”The room went dead silent.I leaned back in my chair, fingers drumming again
The Mafia's Kidnapped Bride Chapter 10
ArynI stayed completely still, hardly daring to breathe. My hands were sweaty as I pressed them to my thighs inside the tight, dark space of the wardrobe. I couldn’t believe what I had just witnessed — Lorenzo, my supposed fiancé, fucking another woman right there in his office like he didn’t have a care in the world. And I’d been hiding just a few feet away, forced to hear everything. Every moan. Every disgusting groan. Every slap of skin on skin.I was going to throw up.When it ended, I heard the woman giggling, her voice annoyingly soft and sweet. “I missed you,” she said, curling into him. “You never call me anymore. You promised you would.”There was a pause. Then Lorenzo's voice came, sharp and cold like ice water down my spine. “I don’t like clingy women.”That shut her up. I could imagine the stunned look on her face — hell, I didn’t need to imagine. I’d seen how his words could slice people open without him lifting a damn finger.Then I heard him pull on his pants and speak
The Mafia's Kidnapped Bride Chapter 9
Aryn If there was one thing that mocked me more than my reflection in the damn mirror, it was the wedding dress hanging like a ghost in the corner of the room. The same dress that a maid had practically shoved into my hands earlier, chirping something about a fitting appointment. Ivory. Silk. Lace that probably cost more than I’d made in my entire life. I wanted to burn it. Burn the whole damn thing. Set the lace on fire and watch it melt into nothing but ash and smoke. But that would’ve been reckless. That would’ve been bold. That would’ve been me—the real me. And right now, Aryn the rebellious, sharp-mouthed, street-smart girl had to play dead. Or at least play meek. So, no. I didn’t burn it. Instead, I stood in front of it like it was a tombstone, my arms crossed, thinking about how I’d gotten to this point. How the fuck had I ended up being his fiancée? Lorenzo De Luca. Mafia heir. Control freak. Ice king in a tailored suit. For the past two days, I’d been scrubbing his
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Aryn Lorenzo stood, blue eyes locked on Brandon like he was a stain on his shoe. “Leave,” he said. One word. No shouting. No rage. Just deadly calm. Brandon scrambled to his feet, rubbing his shoulder and glaring between us. “This isn’t over.” Lorenzo tilted his head, a slow smile spreading across his face. But it wasn’t warm—it was the kind of smile you see just before someone gets shot. “Then I suggest you enjoy the time you’ve got left.” Brandon’s face paled. He opened his mouth like he was about to say something else—but thought better of it. He turned and stalked down the hallway like a dog with its tail between its legs. Lorenzo waited until he was out of sight before turning to me. I dropped my eyes immediately, my body still pressed to the wall, arms wrapped around myself like I was scared. Because that’s what he expected, right? The scared, delicate girl. I let my voice shake. “T-Thank you.” He didn’t say anything for a long moment. I could feel his eyes on me,
The Mafia's Kidnapped Bride Chapter 7
ArynI crouched down just below the edge of the doorway, my back pressed against the wall as I leaned closer, straining to hear. Their voices were low, but Brandon had always been the type to talk too loud when he thought he was saying something clever.“…fit enough for you?” Brandon’s voice oozed with arrogance. “You sure all the debts are cleared? I mean, I know my girlfriend wasn’t worth much, but she should do fine in bed.”I stopped breathing.My blood turned to ice.What?He chuckled, that same smug sound I used to think was charming. “She’s untouched too. No other man’s had her yet. That’s what makes her valuable, isn’t it? Fucking pure.” My stomach twisted.He was talking about me. I wanted to run in there and scream. I wanted to claw his face off. But I stayed frozen.He kept going, his tone turning even cruder. “She always acted like she was above it, like she was too good to fuck. But you know what they say—those are the ones who end up the freakiest in bed.”I felt l
The Mafia's Kidnapped Bride Chapter 6
Aryn I heard footsteps. Panic slammed into me. I dropped the phone onto the receiver, heart pounding as I whispered, “Don't call this number again.” Then I hung up, just as the door creaked open. Shit. I barely had time to drop the phone back onto the receiver before the door swung open. My heart pounded as I turned, forcing my expression into one of startled innocence. The same woman who had dressed me the night before stepped into the room, her sharp gaze sweeping over me. “Get up,” she said briskly. “You’re going to work.” I blinked. “W-Work?” She didn’t bother explaining. Just crossed her arms and gave me a look that said she had no time for questions. I wanted to tell her to go to hell. I wanted to demand why the fuck I was expected to work when I wasn’t here by choice. But I bit my tongue and widened my eyes instead, letting confusion show on my face. That was what they wanted, right? A meek, obedient girl? The woman sighed impatiently. “You need to earn
