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"How c-could you say something like that? How can he be so sure of his connection with Feurene when he is the very reason our relationship fell apart?" Marcus took a deep breath, lifted his gaze as if searching for the right words, then exhaled sharply. "Feurene confessed to me... while we were in the hospital." "And then?" I asked, the tension building in my chest. I needed Marcus to tell me everything. I was desperate to know the truth. "After Demetri attacked me, Feurene was a mess. She broke down in tears, blaming herself over and over again. She begged me to forgive her. She admitted everything and said she regretted being with Demetri, especially how they conspired to destroy what we had," Marcus said. I instinctively hid my trembling hands behind my back. "Two weeks before our wedding," he continued, his voice quieter, "they met at a bar." "Feurene was vulnerable. The pressure of the wedding was too much for her. She had been drinking when Demetri came up to her and s
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"How’s my wife, Tiara?" I asked, my voice calm but firm as I spoke through the micro earpiece. We were on our way back to the city, the convoy moving steadily along the long road toward our destination. My men were silent, focused, as always. "She just finished her taping. She's still inside the Sandstorm Building," Tiara reported clearly. "Let her know I’ll be home late. There’s an important meeting I need to attend tonight." "Yes, Monsieur," she acknowledged before the line went silent. I adjusted my posture and looked down at my phone, its screen lighting up with the image of my wife. Snow’s smile greeted me, warm and bright, framed by the deep dimples I knew so well. I found myself staring longer than I meant to, my lips curling into a quiet smile. There wasn’t a time I didn’t miss her. Her eyes were soft and expressive. Her lips were the kind that invited every kiss. Her dimples always stole my focus. Everything about her was a weakness I couldn’t afford but fully embraced. I
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DISCLAIMER This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. --- T-R-I-G-G-E-R W-A-R-N-I-N-G: This book contains mature themes and explicit content intended for adult readers. It includes graphic depictions of intimacy, intense emotional situations, and elements of dark romance. Reader discretion is strongly advised. --- WHAT'S TO COME: Step into a world where desire and danger are inseparable. In this story, love is not always sweet, and the lines between passion and pain blur. Prepare yourself for a journey through obsession, temptation, and secrets that will leave you breathless. --- AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hi, Dear Reader Before you begin this story, I want to say thank you. Writing this book has been a journey filled with long nights, deep emotions, and a lot of hear
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**Snow's POV** I couldn’t help but feel a flutter of excitement as I approached Sylvestre’s mansion to meet my handsome fiancé, Marcus. It had been almost a week since we last saw each other, and I was more than ready to be wrapped up in his arms again. The past few days had been a whirlwind, with endless hours spent on the set of a movie that was scheduled to release in a couple of months. Today was the final taping day, and I could finally exhale. I’d been so caught up in the chaos that I hadn’t had time to rest, but now, I could finally take a breath even if it was just for a few short days. Though I was still new to the world of showbiz, I didn’t regret stepping away from my budding career for a relationship. Acting was never the dream I had in mind; my heart had always belonged to writing. I longed to be a professional novelist, someone whose stories could be adapted for television. That was my true passion. But, fate had a funny way of steering me in different directions.
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**Third Person POV** As the limousine cruised down the rain-slicked highway, the driver, Sed, glanced at the rearview mirror and cleared his throat before speaking. "Miss Snow, that is sir Demetri. He’s Sir Marcus’ older brother," he introduced, glancing at the man seated beside her. Snow turned her head in surprise, her hazel brown eyes meeting the strikingly handsome yet intimidating gaze of the man next to her. Demetri Sylvestre barely acknowledged her presence, offering only the briefest glance before shifting his attention back to the window. Feeling slightly uneasy under his gaze, Snow forced a polite smile. "Nice meeting you," she said hesitantly. Extending her hand, she added, "I’m Snow Hidalgo, Marcus’ fiancée." Demetri’s sharp, unreadable eyes flickered down to her outstretched hand before they traveled lower, lingering a moment too long on her chest. The thin, white blouse she was wearing had gotten damp from the rain earlier, causing the fabric to cling to h
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**Morning** A ringtone shattered my sleep. I groaned, reaching blindly for my phone on the nightstand. My fingers found it, and with a sluggish swipe, I answered the call. "What?" My voice was rough, still heavy with sleep. [ Boss, sorry for disturbing you. Is the deal still on for tonight?] Pluto’s voice came through, steady and businesslike. I let out a slow exhale, rubbing a hand down my face as I tried to shake off the haze of sleep. "Of course, it’s still on. Mr. Torres is waiting for his supply—écstasy, côke, whatever his spoiled clients are begging for. You know how impatient he gets." [ Understood. I’ll take care of it.] With a faint click, the call ended, leaving me in the dim glow of my bedroom. I sat up, rolling my shoulders before running a hand through my hair. My body still ached from exhaustion, but sleep was long gone now. With a quiet sigh, I pushed myself to my feet and stretched, then made my way toward the window. I pulled the curtain aside. Ou
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The moment they left, I let out a sharp breath, and then my fist slammed into the wall, the impact rattling through my bones. Pain shot up my knuckles, but I barely noticed. It didn’t matter. Nothing I did would ever be enough for him. And yet… I still loved him because his my father. Even if he never chose me. Even if I spent my whole life in Marcus’s shadow. Even if I would never hear the words I had always longed for. I still wanted his approval. I looked down at my knuckles, blood streaks running down my fingers. Then, movement caught my eye. Snow. She had just entered the room, pausing briefly when her gaze landed on my bleeding fist. Her lips parted slightly as if she wanted to say something, but instead, she merely turned away and walked toward the couch where she had left her purse. I watched her, my heartbeat steadying as I forced myself to breathe. By the time I returned from the kitchen after washing my wound, something on the coffee table caught my ey
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"Aren’t you going to town?" Manang Lucelle asked me as I sat silently on the balcony, sipping my coffee. "Your father specifically asked me to remind you to attend the fiesta. He’s hosting several games for the youth and even a raffle. You know he’s running for governor again. He just wants to make sure there are still people willing to support him in the next election," she added. "Will Marcus be there?" I asked. "Of course. He’s always by your father’s side during these events. Your father has plans for him too. Marcus is considering running for mayor in the next election." A small, knowing smile played on my lips as I took another sip of my coffee. "I suppose his fiancée will be there as well." "Naturally. This is Snow’s hometown, after all. It only makes sense for her to be present especially since her uncle is the village captain." I set my cup down and stood abruptly. If Snow was going to be there, then I had to be there too. I needed to see her. She had been haunting my
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The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 91
"How’s my wife, Tiara?" I asked, my voice calm but firm as I spoke through the micro earpiece. We were on our way back to the city, the convoy moving steadily along the long road toward our destination. My men were silent, focused, as always. "She just finished her taping. She's still inside the Sandstorm Building," Tiara reported clearly. "Let her know I’ll be home late. There’s an important meeting I need to attend tonight." "Yes, Monsieur," she acknowledged before the line went silent. I adjusted my posture and looked down at my phone, its screen lighting up with the image of my wife. Snow’s smile greeted me, warm and bright, framed by the deep dimples I knew so well. I found myself staring longer than I meant to, my lips curling into a quiet smile. There wasn’t a time I didn’t miss her. Her eyes were soft and expressive. Her lips were the kind that invited every kiss. Her dimples always stole my focus. Everything about her was a weakness I couldn’t afford but fully embraced. I
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 90
"How c-could you say something like that? How can he be so sure of his connection with Feurene when he is the very reason our relationship fell apart?" Marcus took a deep breath, lifted his gaze as if searching for the right words, then exhaled sharply. "Feurene confessed to me... while we were in the hospital." "And then?" I asked, the tension building in my chest. I needed Marcus to tell me everything. I was desperate to know the truth. "After Demetri attacked me, Feurene was a mess. She broke down in tears, blaming herself over and over again. She begged me to forgive her. She admitted everything and said she regretted being with Demetri, especially how they conspired to destroy what we had," Marcus said. I instinctively hid my trembling hands behind my back. "Two weeks before our wedding," he continued, his voice quieter, "they met at a bar." "Feurene was vulnerable. The pressure of the wedding was too much for her. She had been drinking when Demetri came up to her and s
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 89
"What the hell are you doing here, Marcus? How did you get in?" I ask Marcus again, my voice barely above a whisper, just in case someone overhears us. "I'm with Jean, but when I saw you walking into the building, I quickly came up with an excuse to go to the bathroom. I’ve missed you so much. Didn’t Demetri hurt you?" Marcus checks my arm as if looking for any bruises or scratches. I quickly pull my arm away and take a step back to distance myself from him. "I'm fine. He didn’t hurt me." "Are you sure?" He presses, moving a little closer. I feel uneasy as he gets too close. "Yeah," I say, trying to reassure him. I could tell he was worried, thinking Demetri might have hurt me. "A-Are you okay?" He asks, his voice laced with concern. His small wounds from his confrontation with Demetri still aren’t fully healed, and I can see the hesitation in his eyes as he asks. "I’m fine." Marcus lets out a breath of relief. I think he was afraid that I was in worse shape than I let on. "By
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 88
MOVIE SHOOTING LOCATION: Outside the Sandstorm Building **Snow's POV** The crew gathered outside the Sandstorm Building under a gloomy sky. Equipment was ready, and the set buzzed with final checks. Director Dig called us over, script in hand. “This scene needs urgency,” he said. “The Sandstorm Building is part of the mood. Stay sharp.” He marked a few positions, adjusted the extras, and outlined the camera angles. Then he added, “The next scene will feature a kiss with your partner, Thea,” he began, speaking clearly. “But it is not just any kiss. I want it to be charged with raw emotion, a perfect mix of animosity and hidden love,” he emphasized, making sure we understood the depth he wanted to capture. Thea was the name of my character. This was my very first lead role. I was determined to give everything I had to this performance. I knew deep inside that this movie could become a turning point in my career. Director Dig then turned to my co-star, Fourth Misuaris, one of the
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 87
Ice eagerly tugged at her sister’s arm as they stood on the terrace. “Ate, let’s take a picture! The view here is amazing!” she exclaimed, wide-eyed at the dizzying height and breathtaking scenery from the top of the building. Snow sighed in exasperation. “You’ve been taking pictures non-stop. Aren’t you tired yet?” “I just want to upload something on my Instàgram. Besides, we don’t even have a new picture together yet. Let’s include Mom too!” Ice insisted, pulling their mother over. Their mother had been quietly gazing at the vast ocean, where the sun was slowly setting over the horizon. “Fine…” Snow gave in, approaching them while holding her phone to take a picture. She was relieved that she was feeling better now, although there was still a slight pain between her legs, something she was doing her best to ignore. Snow felt a wave of fatigue wash over her from dealing with her sister’s boundless energy. Ice had been lively the entire day, running around the penthouse, turning
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 86
"Why? Are you in pain? Where exactly?" Demetri asked his wife with concern as he gently helped her sit up. Snow, however, hesitated to answer. Her gaze lowered, and she nervously played with the sheets, clearly embarrassed to admit which part of her body was aching. It wasn’t like she could blame anyone else, her soreness was the result of last night, and she knew it. A faint chuckle escaped Demetri’s lips when he noticed her discomfort. It didn’t take much to figure out what she was too shy to say out loud. "I think you might need a wheelchair," he said with a teasing grin, raising a brow. Snow immediately flushed, her face turning red as she bit her lower lip in frustration and embarrassment. "Don’t bite your lips, darling. I might not be able to resist and end up making your little girl hurt even more," Demetri said in a playful murmur, eyes glinting with mischief. "Shut up. Can you just help me get out of bed instead? I’m starving," Snow muttered, swatting lightly at his arm
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 85
The next morning, Snow woke up to bright sunlight filling the room. It was so strong that it hurt her eyes, and she could barely open them. Her head ached with a dull pain, and when she sat up, she let out a small groan because the pain was too much. She rubbed her forehead, hoping to make it feel better. Then she noticed a man sitting nearby, reading. He wore glasses and was focused on the paper in his hands, not noticing that she was looking at him. Her jaw dropped when she fully recognized him. Fúck… he was drop-dead gorgeous. He looked incredibly handsome in those glasses. It was the first time she had seen him like that. As he turned to look at her with those intense, charming eyes, she couldn’t help but swallow nervously. Demetri was right there, sitting a bit away in front of her. He’d fúcking arrived. She’d thought he was still in Italy, and for a fleeting moment, she’d believed the steamy, filthy fúck-fest from last night was just a dream but it was real. She’d thought it w
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 84.2 (SSPG)
Snow impulsively grabbed his bulging cóck, eliciting a low groan from him. Her lips parted as he yanked down his underwear himself, his massive díck springing free. She gripped it, marveling at its thick girth. Fúck, it was huge, mind-blowingly so. This guy’s côck matched her husband’s girth and length perfectly. He stepped closer, his hand tilting her jaw. “Open your mouth wide and suck my díck, honey…” he commanded. She’d tried it with Demetri before, but she knew he thought she sucked at blówjobs. She wasn’t good at it, but fúck it, she wanted to try again. She grabbed his hardened cóck again, licking the tip with slow, teasing flicks. He groaned softly, his hips twitching at her touch. He fúcking loved it. Of course, Demetri loved it. Snow’s warm mouth was heaven, even if she wasn’t a pro at sucking díck. The heat of her lips, stroking and licking his tip with her soft warm tongue, sent him soaring to ecstasy. Snow picked up the pace, struggling with his sheer size, her ey
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 84
Demetri turned sharply toward his wife. She was still lying in bed, barely moving. The effects of the drug were clearly not yet wearing off. If anything, her body heat seemed to be rising even more. She was visibly uncomfortable. And unless someone did something about it, that drug’s effect wouldn’t fade on its own. “I... n-need water...” Snow whimpered weakly. With an irritated sigh, Demetri released Marcus and stood up. Just as he stepped toward the bed to check on her, Marcus suddenly kicked him hard behind the knees. Demetri dropped to the floor in pain, clutching his leg where the impact landed. Marcus didn’t stop there. He delivered several sharp kicks to Demetri’s torso. But Demetri caught the last one, twisted Marcus’s leg, and tugged him down. Marcus crashed to the floor. Now both of them were on the ground, bruised and breathless but neither willing to surrender. “P-Please... I need s-some water...” Snow pleaded again from the bed. “What the hell happened to her?!” Deme
