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The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 63~ Never letting go
Rafael’s POVThe moment the first shot rang out everything shifted. Chaos erupted in the club AND people scrambling for cover along with the bodies pressing against each other in a frenzied panic while drinks are spilling and tables overturning. The scent of sweat and alcohol and gunpowder thickened the air clashing with the heavy bass that still thumped through the speakers, oblivious to the mayhem breaking out. My instincts kicked in immediately, one hand reaching for my gun as I scanned the dimly lit space for the source of the attack, my mind already calculating the angles and the possible positions of the shoote followed by the exitsa nd the threats. And then I saw Adriana. She wasn’t running. Wasn’t ducking for cover like any sane person would. She was moving toward Nathan. A sharp slicing fury cut through me as cold and swift as a blade. What the hell was she thinking? The idiot wasn’t even trying to protect herself and wasn’t thinking about the consequences of throwing he
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-31The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 64: Awake
Adriana’s POVThe first thing I felt was pain. A deep throbbing ache that pulsed through my entire body but especially in my shoulder, where fire seemed to have lodged itself beneath my skin. I tried to mov but even the smallest shift sent sharp, biting agony through my limbs. A groan slipped past my lips before I could stop it. Where the hell was I? I forced my heavy eyelids open blinking against the dim lighting. The ceiling above me was unfamiliar, all dark wood and old-fashioned molding. The bed beneath me was softer than I expected witg the sheets cool against my overheated skin. The faint scent of antiseptic lingered in the air mixing with something darker and something unmistakably metallic. My blood. Memories crashed over me in waves. Starting from the party. The Brotherhood. The secret meeting. The gunshot. And nathan. I had thrown myself in front of him. Why? That question lodged itself in my mind, refusing to leave. Why the hell had I moved? Why had I risked my own life
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-03The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 65: Matteo
Rafael’s POVI stood at the edge of the bed watching the slow rise and fall of Adriana’s chest and making sure she was still breathing. The bandages on her shoulder were clean, the color returning to her face little by little but she still looked so fucking fragile and too pale against the dark sheets. A part of me hated seeing her like this all weak and vulnerable. Another part of me hated that I cared enough to stay here and that I did what I did. It’s just that the thought f someone hurting her that wasn’t me didn’t seat well with me. Nathan hovered by the doorway with arms crossed and his jaw clenched so tight I could hear his teeth grinding. He hadn’t spoken much since I brought Adriana back but his eyes had said enough. “She’s stable. There is nothing more you can do for her now.” I said in a firm but low voice knowing I had to keep it down. “She almost died.” His fingers curled into fists at his sides. I think he has repeated that for the billionth time now. “I fucking kn
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-04The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 66: Good Anna
“Can I crack the eggs now?” Isabella asked with her little voice full of excitement as she stood on the stool beside the counter, barely able to reach the edge with her tiny hands. Her cheeks were dusted with flour streak of it trailing over the tip of her nose. “Okay but one at a time. We don’t want eggshells in the cookies, do we?” I smiled faintly nodding as I steadied the bowl.“No eggshells! That’s yucky.” She shook her head fiercely with her dark curls bouncing.Anna, standing nearby with her arms folded let out a small reluctant chuckle. She had flour on her apron and her sleeves rolled to her elbows. Three weeks ago, I never thought I’d see her willingly step into a kitchen beside me much less help me with something as mundane as baking cookies. At first, she had regarded me with nothing short of open disdain with suspicion in her eyes and every movement stiff with disapproval. But something shifted after the shooting. Maybe it was seeing Rafael’s face when he carried me i
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-05The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 67: Nathan moment
Adriana’s POVI found him leaning against the balcony railing with arms crossed and shoulders tense. The sun was beginning to dip beyond the horizon, spilling a hazy orange glow across the grounds. The kind of light that made the world look softer even if nothing really was. Nathan’s eyes were fixed on something far off though I doubted he was actually seeing anything. What was his story? Does he have a family? Is there someone he’s ever loved like Rafael loved me? Had he been betrayed to turn him to this stone? So many questions. I paused in the doorway for a second unsure if I should say something or just walk away again. We’d been doing that lately passing each other in halls and offering awkward half nods and unfinished words. It was stupid and it had gone on too long.I stepped outside and walked toward him slowly, the air cool against my skin. He didn’t look at me right away but I saw the way his jaw tensed when he heard my footsteps.“You’re doing it again.” I said, breaking
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-06The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 68: Mockery
Rafael’s POVFrom the solitude of my study, I stood by the expansive window watching as the convoy of vehicles sped through the estate's iron gates and up the winding drive. Nathan led the procession, his posture exuding authority and purpose. The cars came to a halt in unison and the occupants emerged, moving together with an ease that spoke of deep connection I hate. Adriana was among the. The group moved toward the main entrance like a family unit, their unity evident in every step. A sharp pang lanced through my chest at the sight. She had risked everything for Nathan, stepping into the line of fire without hesitation. The question that had haunted me resurfaced: why him? Why not me? The jealousy simmered beneath my skin, an unwelcome companion to the gratitude I knew I should feel. I had wrestled with this turmoil since the incident, searching for answers in the quiet of my own mind but none came. Despite my efforts to remain detached, something within me had shifted concernin
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-07The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 69: Good person
Adriana’s POVI sat frozen for a long moment after Rafael left the room, the door clicking softly behind him as if mocking the storm he’d left in his wake. My fingers instinctively curled around the edge of the vanity, nails digging into the wood. My reflection stared back at me all pale, tired and wounded in more ways than one. The bandages over my shoulder peeked beneath the straps of my camisole and though the doctor had said the wound wasn’t vital, it still throbbed with a stubborn ache ehich was a reminder of everything I’d thrown myself into.A reminder of the pain I’d chosen. And yet he had stood there, watched me looking at my wound with something bordering indifference and managed to accuse me not so subtly, with that infuriating calm voice of trying to sway his men to my side. My hands trembled and not from pain but from the sheer fury boiling beneath my skin.I had not expected softness from Rafael (God knows that ship had sailed a long time ago) but I also hadn’t expected
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-08The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 70: Ripening fruit
Adriana’s POVI walked into the dining room, my eyes flickering from the grand table to Rafael seated at the head with his features calm but unreadable like he’d been waiting for me for hours. I was still annoyed from earlier., his cold words and the way he looked at me like I was nothing but a game and I wasn’t exactly looking forward to whatever this dinner was meant to be. Still, I kept my steps steady and headed toward the seat beside him like nothing in the world was wrong. But just as I reached for the chair, I heard his voice all low, firm and quiet.“Come here.” He murmured in a deep voice that sent zap through my soine. “What?” I heard him alright but I acted like I didn’t even with the facial expression. I gave. “Come. Here.” He looked up at me with those sharp and unreadable eyes and then he repeated with more empjasis. I hesitated because every part of me was screaming not to. I didn’t like giving in to things I didn’t understand especially not when it came to Rafael.
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-09
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The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 95: Recognition
Rafael’s POVThe way she said it wasn't accusation and it wasn’t even sadness. Just that quiet, gutting kind of acceptance she’d perfected over the years. I didn’t answer right away. Just turned away and pulled on a pair of black slacks the fabric stiff against my skin like it doesn’t want to go too. Buttoned up a crisp white shirt with the collar biting into my neck.“Big day. You should sleep in.” I said in a low voice because I’d rather be with her in bed than go out. She propped herself up on one elbow with the sheet falling just enough to reveal the slope of one breast and the shadows of the bruises I’d left. Not from cruelty but sheer need. From knowing this might be the last time because what she would see later might change everything.“You’ll be back before the ceremony?” She asked her voice quieter now. Something unspoken tangled between the words.“Of course.” I turned to her buttoning the last of my cuffs and eyes met.She smiled then and it was small and tired maybe a li
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 94: Haunted
Rafael’s POVThe light was soft slipping through the sheer curtains like a whisper that didn’t dare disturb what had happened here. The air was heavy with heat and thick with the scent of sex and mine. Adriana. It clung to the walls soaked into the sheets and into my skin.Her hair was spread across the pillow like fire and red waves tangled from hours of reckless brutal need. The kind that left bruises in places only lovers knew. The kind that stripped you down to bone and nerve and memory. I was sitting at the edge of the bed, shirtless, spine hunched and sweat drying on my skin in sticky trails. My cock still throbbed from how deep I’d been inside herm and how hard I had pounded into her like she was the only thing keeping me sane. Like I wanted to punish her and claim her all in the same goddamn breath. I looked over my shoulder unable not to. She was on her side with her face turned toward me and lips parted just slightly like she’d been about to say my name in her sleep and lo
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 93: Lap dance
Adriana’s POVThe night air licked across my skin. My nipples hardened as his gaze dropped like a curse had been cast. And then I moved. One hand on his chest and the other on the back of his neck. I started to roll my hips, slow and dirty the way I used to back when his mattress was on the floor and the world was nothing but broken promises and our sweaty skin under fluorescent lights. I knew exactly how to move and how to make his breathing shift and how to feel the stiff line of his cock grinding between us and press down just right. He let me take control and let me perform like I used to, back when love was reckless and money was just a dream. His grip landed on my hips alk hard and possessive, holding me in place as I moved. Not guiding me but just anchoring me. And he gripped me so tight I knew there’d be bruises tomorrow and i wanted them. I wanted to look in the mirror and see him everhwrre.He didn’t say anything at first. Just stared like I’d risen out of a ghost story. L
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 92: AMEX pin
Adriana’s POVEven the street was alive today. The kind of alive you don’t get in places lined with marble columns and guards standing still like statues. This was a different kind of wealth we has. Neon lights flickered above paper food carts and cheap folding tables. And in the middle of it all, Rafael parked the sleek black Aston Martin like it belonged here.But it didnt. But maybe that was the point. We walked side by side witj my bare thighs brushing against his sweatpants every few steps. I was barefoot in his hoodie with no bra and no underwear and he kept looking down at me like he didn’t regret a single second of dragging me out here like this. People looked at us because they always do. But no one said a word, not when he was the one towering beside me like a dark king among mortals. I feel so petite and small beside this big man here. “There, let’s go to that stall.” I pointed at the edge of the street. The guy manning it had a beard that looked like he fried it with th
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 91: Martin
Adriana’s POVMy legs were still shaking when he finally let me go. I was strung out and breathless and my thighs slick and trembling from the force of it. His hand gripped the back of my neck, teeth grazing my shoulder as we came together our bodies writhing in a tangled mess of sweat and need and heat. The headboard slammed against the wall once and teice. And then nothing but the sound of ragged breathing and skin sliding against skin. He didn’t kiss me after because he never did.He just groaned low in his throat with his chest rising and falling as he held himself above me for a beat, his dark hair falling in damp strands across his brow and lips parted. I stared up at him almost dazed with my body humming with pleasure and my skin flushed and covered in his scent. He looked like sin. And maybe I did too.Eventually he collapsed beside me, one arm slung lazily across my waist and we lay there in the quiet. I let my fingers wander to his hair (thick and black and always a little
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 90: King of spades
Adriana’s POVThe city was still l shadows when I arrived at the docks. The air was thick with salt, diesel and smoke curling off the half charred remains of what used to be one of our primary shipping conyainerd. The smell hit first of plastic, oil, blood and then came the sight of bodies being zipped up and loaded into vans. I stepped out of the car and unbuttoned my coat and walked through the carnage like it was routine. Because it was. Ever since I got introduced to this world, dead bodies and blood has become a thing you see everyday. “Any witnesses?” I asked.“None alive. Whoever did this was clean and professional. No security footage and no prints.” Nathan met me halfway with his jaw clenched and eyes sharp behind the scar slicing through his left brow. “Then they weren’t sending a message.” I crouched beside the twisted metal of the container door. Black soot flaked under my fingers as I reached for the scorched wood beneath and that’s when I saw A playing card nailed in
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 89: Docks
Rafael’s POVThe house was quiet when i returned and it was eerily so, the kind of silence that settles only in the deepest hours of the night. I stepped through the front doors, loosening the buttons of my dress shirt as the soft click of my shoes echoed down tje marble hall. I didn’t stop at the bar for a drink. Didn’t pause to check the security reports or glance at the monitots. My feet carried me toward the east wing with a certainty that required no thought.That wing (mine) was hidden from most of the estate and tucked behind an ornate gilded door and a hallway that curved just enough to swallow the noise of the rest of the house. It was my sanctum and only few people are allowed there. A place I didn’t allow many to see. Not even most of my men.But Isabella was there. Her small back was straight on the bench snx her tiny fingers dancing across the keys of the piano I’d hidden away for hero. She saw me and lit up. Her eyes twinkled with joy, a soundless amd sparkling expressio
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 88: Better brother
Rafael’s POVShe had finally fallen asleep tangled in my sheets, bare beneath the thick comforter witj lips parted and lashes resting softly on flushed cheeks. She looked innocent there almost too innocent for what we’d done hours ago and how wanton she had looked. Like the whore I had made her years agop. I stood at the edge of the bed for far too long whilke watching the slow rise and fall of her chest and her scent still clinging to my skin. My cock still ached to be buried in her again. But I forced myself to tuck the covers around her and smooth the hair from her temple and leave.Duty called and I’d ignored it long enough. Since Adriana was shot, I’d stepped back from everything. The Brotherhood and the meetings and the responsibilities. Romano didn’t complain, not openly because he knew why I’d gone dark but everyone knew he was preparing to hand over the reins now. The old bastard was throwing a ball. A final, dramatic gesture before he stepped down and left the throne wide
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 87: Let him
Adriana’s POVThe room was silent. His arm was still draped heavy around my waist With one leg thrown possessively over mine like even in his sleep, he needed to pin me down and keep me in place. But hid breathing was slow now as I waited. Waited until the moonlight faded into a pale wash of early dawnuntil I could feel the faintest tug of morning air through the cracked window. My body ached. My thighs were sticky, my core sore and every inch of me used and branded by him. And I couldn’t stay even for one second longer. I needed water all over me. I needed space from him. And I needed to scrub his scent off my skin even though i already knew it wouldn’t come out. This is the last step I shouldn’t have taken but here we are. Holding my breath, I peeled his arm off me inch by inch while wincing when he shifted but didn’t wake. I slid out from under him, my feet hitting the cold floor as I rose slowly with my muscles trembling with exhaustion and overuse. I grabbed the oversized
