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56 ~ Love Forged In Darkness And Desire
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The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 57 ~ Love Forged In Darkness And Desire
BrindaI took half the length of Francesco’s cock into my mouth, my tongue swirling around the tip, teasing him. But that wasn’t enough — not for him. A sharp inhale escaped his lips as he pushed deeper, his hand tangling in my hair, guiding me with measured control.“You’re damn good, Damsel,” he groaned, his voice thick with pleasure. “But you can do better.”A challenge.Determined to make him come undone — to make him forget every other woman who had ever touched him. Bullet included — I took him deeper, hollowing my cheeks as I swallowed more of his length. A deep growl rumbled in his chest, and the sound sent a wicked thrill through me.His hips moved, thrusting slowly at first, testing my limits. The heavy weight of him pressed against the back of my throat, and when I coughed, his fingers tightened in my hair, holding me in place.“Fuck…” He shuddered.I pulled back with a loud, wet pop, gasping for air. His eyes, dark and predatory, gleamed with something dangerous.“Nice j
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Morning arrived faster than expected, bringing with it a storm of rage burning through Alice’s veins.She yanked her wrist, but Scar’s grip remained firm. Her voice rose like thunder. “This time, I swear I will end Francesco! That bastard has the crypt key, yet he still dares to attack our men? And Brinda… That woman is nothing but a damn nuisance! I should have dealt with her long ago.”Scar’s jaw tightened. “Do you even hear yourself? Do you know how dangerous the Dante family is?”Alice let out a bitter laugh. “And do you not know how ruthless our boss can be?”Scar’s expression darkened. “Have you forgotten what Francesco’s father did to your mother?”The words hit her like a blade to the chest. Her fury flickered, replaced by a suffocating wave of guilt and regret. Her heart pounded, her throat tightened, and she clenched her fists, fighting the tears burning behind her eyes.“Why the hell would you bring that up?” she whispered, her voice cracking.“You needed a reminder.” Scar’
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Marshall’s eyes darted around the dimly lit room, tension crackling in the air like electricity.“I still don’t understand why you’re taking all this so lightly,” he hissed, gripping the armrest of the leather chair. “Francesco is smart. Too smart. Do you really think he hasn’t figured out that we are working together?”Alessia smirked, swirling the dark liquor in her glass before taking a slow sip. “So... you are that terrified of Francesco, huh?” Her eyes narrowed as she leaned forward, voice dripping with disdain. “Pathetic. I expected more from you, Marshall.”Marshall’s jaw clenched. “I’m not scared of him. I just do not want to die before that sick bastard does.”Alessia’s expression hardened, her voice turning icy. “Then work harder. Bring him down.”Marshall let out a bitter laugh. “Really? You think I haven’t been doing enough?”“Enough?” Alessia’s eyes darkened with sinister amusement. “You are barely scratching the surface. Maybe... it’s time I tell you the truth behind The
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Brinda“Make sure you please the guests, or you’ll never see the seventy thousand dollars for your mother’s treatment,” Mr. Donald’s cold, mechanical voice cut through the air. He tossed the stripper costumes at me with a detached sneer before ordering his assistant, Mr. Desmond, to take me to the dressing room.The words stung, but I had no choice. I had no room for pride or hesitation.As we entered the dressing room, I could feel the eyes of my fellow dancers — male and female — staring, their judgment heavy in the air. I didn’t flinch, but inside, the humiliation was a quiet storm.From a nurse to a stripper. How had I fallen so far?Every girl dreams of a loving family, but I was abandoned by mine. If someone ever asked what my parents looked like, I would have no answer. I don’t even carry their name. My identity — my whole life — was stolen from me. Instead, I became ‘Brinda Virginia,’ an orphan with no place to call home.Thank God for Sarah — my stepmother, the woman who sa
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Brinda The next afternoon, I buried my face in the hospital bed beside my mother, her frail body still and unmoving. The clock was ticking — seventy-two hours slipping away with every second.“Mom,” I whispered, shaking her gently. No response. Desperation hit me like a freight train. I had to find a way to save her. I couldn’t lose her.Peter’s touch on my shoulder was soft but couldn’t heal the ache in my chest. His presence was a comfort, but it wasn’t enough. Not yet. Not until I knew for sure that my mother would wake up.“It’s okay, my love,” Peter murmured, his voice a soothing balm against the sharp edges of my panic. His head rested on mine, and I placed my hand on his hair, allowing my tears to fall freely.“Don’t cry,” he whispered, but it wasn’t enough. How could I stop when my mother’s life was on the line?Peter’s voice cut through my sobs, but his words were strangely calm. “I’ve got twenty thousand dollars so far. We’re almost there…”I jerked away from him, my hear
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BrindaThe weight of yesterday’s sins pressed heavily on me. The money I had stolen from Mr. Donald when I killed him was gone, swallowed up by my desperation. My mother had been thrown out of the hospital, and now I was left with nothing but the remnants of my choices. There was only one place left to go — back to the clubhouse.Who the hell goes back to where they murdered a person?But what other option did I have? I had no choice. I stepped out of the taxi, my last cash slipping through my fingers. The money Peter had given was nearly all gone, swallowed by the cost of setting up a clinic at home for my mother.As I neared the entrance of the clubhouse, an overwhelming dread gripped me. My mind spiraled with thoughts of getting caught — of being dragged away by the police for what I had done. But I had to take the risk. I had to find a way to get the money.I stepped inside, the familiar scent of stale alcohol and cigarette smoke mixing with a sickening sense of panic. The air
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Brinda Waves of restlessness swept past me and my knees turned numb which made me stagger backward while my heart raised as if I had just finished a marathon. Each step Francesco made towards me was accompanied by the sound that was soon followed by the droplets of rain. My heart sank as his face came into the view — clear enough for me to see it. It's been five long years but he remained the same. Why didn't I recognize him at the bar?I gripped the hem of my clothes as the memories of our past flooded into my head. He locked his eyes on mine for the first time letting a sly smile appear on his face. Five years ago, Francesco was my boyfriend. We both worked tirelessly to make ends meet which included me working as a stripper and him working as a bar attendant. He raised his head and inhaled deeply then he brought his face back to our normal level. “It's so nice to see you again, Miss Brinda.”“And it's not nice to see you. You bastard!” I yelled. “You're such a cruel person.”
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BrindaI found myself standing before a massive mansion, towering like the haunted memories of the high-profile targets I had once eliminated without a second thought. The gates creaked open, and there they were — three men in black suits. They were the same faces that had allowed me to lose everything just days before. My fists clenched at my sides, desperate for a reason, any reason, to strangle them where they stood.But I swallowed my rage, knowing there were bigger stakes at play now.As I was ushered into the mansion, everything around me was unnervingly still. The air was thick with tension, every step echoing in the silent space. Then, out of the quiet, Francesco’s voice sliced through the room, sending an icy jolt down my spine.“Non ci vediamo da un po’.” Long time no see.I froze. Blood drained from my face, leaving nothing but a cold, burning emptiness that settled deep within my soul. My legs gave way, my chest constricting, every breath a struggle against the rising
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The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 57 ~ Love Forged In Darkness And Desire
BrindaI took half the length of Francesco’s cock into my mouth, my tongue swirling around the tip, teasing him. But that wasn’t enough — not for him. A sharp inhale escaped his lips as he pushed deeper, his hand tangling in my hair, guiding me with measured control.“You’re damn good, Damsel,” he groaned, his voice thick with pleasure. “But you can do better.”A challenge.Determined to make him come undone — to make him forget every other woman who had ever touched him. Bullet included — I took him deeper, hollowing my cheeks as I swallowed more of his length. A deep growl rumbled in his chest, and the sound sent a wicked thrill through me.His hips moved, thrusting slowly at first, testing my limits. The heavy weight of him pressed against the back of my throat, and when I coughed, his fingers tightened in my hair, holding me in place.“Fuck…” He shuddered.I pulled back with a loud, wet pop, gasping for air. His eyes, dark and predatory, gleamed with something dangerous.“Nice j
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 56 ~ Love Forged In Darkness And Desire
BrindaMy eyes trailed over his left bicep — The scorpion tattoo looked darker, more defined, almost hypnotic. My gaze drifted lower, tracing the hard ridges of his stomach. Every muscle flexed as he moved, commanding attention.I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry.Should I be doing this?No.But as things stand, I have no choice but to succumb to Francesco’s desires.Or… Am I succumbing to my own?No. I have no such desires. This is just a distraction — Something to pass the time while I plot my next escape.But, why does my body feel like it’s betraying me?Francesco moved toward the bed, his steps unhurried, deliberate. He sank to his knees before me, his dark gaze never leaving mine. My heart pounded — fast and erratic — like a drum signaling my impending doom.The look in his eyes from earlier, the one filled with cold, deadly rage, was gone. Something new had replaced it.Love?No. He doesn’t love me.He calls it obsession.His hand closed around my ankle, fingers cold again
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 55 ~ Let's See How Long You Can Last
Brinda I never knew that my hands and body would move so fast apart from when I went on missions to kill and obtain other items. My heart raced fast as I shoved the last piece of my mother's most loved item into the backpack in my left hand. I rushed to the kitchen, opened the cabinet and brought out the safe I had kept the crypt key. I was still in the middle of thinking of whether I should take it along, leave it or toss it somewhere Francesco would find it easily when I heard a loud bang outside. No one needed to tell me.I’ve got company.I need to escape. As fast as possible. I dumped the safe into the backpack, zipped it and hid behind the kitchen’s door. I slid my right hand into my pocket and brought out a pistol while my left hand held the bag firmly. As I prepared myself for what was to come, I had nothing else on my mind than… To kill. To slaughter. To send whoever came after me to the jaws of death.Just then, the screeching of another set of cars outside made me
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 54 ~ She Escaped, Bastard
Francesco did not miss a step as his legs willed him faster while he climbed the steps. Elizabeth was also relentless in her pursuit. Bullet was busy outside ordering the men to pack the dead bodies on the ground so it could be disposed of. Elizabeth couldn't catch up with Francesco who had no intention of stopping at all. His mind was filled with questions. I am just a burden and nothing else. There is no place for me in this world. Am I just a commodity?Those were the thoughts that roamed his mind.He moved swiftly towards The Dark Room and when he reached there, he was still trying to unlock the door when a soft female's hand touched his hand. He knew who it was already. He had been with her for as long as he could remember in his entire life. “Leave me!” He fired without bothering to look at her. She refused to let go of his hand and she pulled him to face her instead. Tears clogged her eyes but she did her best to prevent them from streaming down her eyes.“Francesco… Fran
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 53 ~ We Brought Death To Your Door II
Bullet's gaze was unyielding as she faced the Russo brothers with a stare down. The backdoor of the car she alighted from opened and a pair of a lady’s red shoes appeared. A few seconds later, the figure came out of the car. Francesco's eyes shone brightly as he watched his mother stand before him cladded in a black tight-fitted costume. Her hair, packed into a ponytail style. She narrowed her eyes towards the Russo brothers who had an irritated look on their faces. She smirked as she made her way towards them. The Russo brothers' men raised their guns at Elizabeth but she did not flinch. Every step she took was with resilience and her eyes were sharp. When she finally reached them, she smiled. “Why are you both here? And after how many years?” Leopard, the second of the Russo brothers, spoke but his hands remained in his pockets. “The Lioness has arrived but is she afraid to see us or does she remember our father?” “Your father?” Elizabeth scuffed. “How dare you t
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 52 ~ We Brought Death To Your Door
The gunfire cracked through the air like a thunderstorm on judgment day. Chaos erupted. Grown men, strong and battle-hardened, screamed like frightened children.Francesco locked eyes with Brinda for a brief, electric moment before he turned and bolted from the room.“Bastard! Will you release me?” Brinda’s voice sliced through the noise, but he was already gone.Francesco moved with urgency, his boots pounding against the floor as he rushed to his room. No hesitation. No second thoughts. He yanked open the bathroom door and pressed a hidden button beneath the drawer handle — just like Brinda had when she had sneaked into his space days ago with Bullet.The drawer slid open with a soft click, revealing a lethal collection of guns. A wicked smirk curled his lips. He grabbed a few of the deadliest ones, admiring their weight in his hands.Then, just as he was arming himself, Guerrero crawled into the bathroom, his face twisted in pain, his left arm hanging limply like a broken doll’s.
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 51 ~ Obsession Is Greater Than Will
Brinda “What did you say?” I asked, my eyes darting around nervously. My voice trembled, betraying the fear that gripped me.“What did you hear me say?” He replied coolly, his gaze never leaving mine. “I know you’ve been poisoning me, not long after I forced you to work with me.” He sank into the chair opposite, his tone casual, as if we weren’t just talking about the very thing that could end my life.I dropped my head, avoiding his gaze.I was caught. There was no game left to play. The end had arrived, and with it, the realization that my time might be running out too.You’re stuck, Brinda.So it was true — when I thought I was being clever, trying to seduce him and slip poison into his food, he knew. But he had let me.“Francesco,” I said, mustering the courage to speak again. I lifted my head, meeting his gaze. “You knew I was poisoning you. Why didn’t you say anything? Why didn’t you stop me?”“Are you regretting it now, Damsel?” He leaned back, his voice mocking. “What happene
