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The mafia’s captive
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-14
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When Cassiopeia Thompson is sold to the billionaire mafia, Bain Blackwood, she must navigate a world of darkness and deception. Forced to marry Bain in a sham ceremony, Cassie becomes his captive, but as she uncovers the secrets of the Blackwood mafia, she must decide whether to submit or fight back. Will she find love and redemption, or will the darkness consume her?
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Valeria was losing patience.The black coin had already been delivered. Not just to a market. Not to a warehouse or a street-run crew. No—this time, she’d sent it straight to the gates of his fortress.Bain Blackwood’s compound.A bold move. A declaration of war.And yet… nothing.No retaliation. No reply. No counterstrike.She paced the dark loft of her hideout, the sharp clack of her heels against marble echoing like gunshots. Kain leaned against the wall behind her, arms crossed, expression blank. The assassin was a brutal storm in a quiet sky—always still before the kill. She trusted him more than most, which said very little. But even he looked slightly on edge now.“He’s waiting,” Valeria muttered, more to herself than anyone else. “Watching. Calculating. That’s what he does. But the longer he waits, the more dangerous he becomes.”Kain said nothing.Valeria spun toward one of her lieutenants, a wiry man with a split lip and trembling fingers. “What are the latest movements?”He
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The SUV growled as it tore down the midnight streets of the city, its windows tinted, its driver silent. Bain Blackwood sat in the back seat, a storm barely contained beneath his skin. His eyes burned with fury, his hand resting on the pistol strapped to his thigh—not because he needed it, but because control was becoming a fragile thing.The massacre had happened less than an hour ago. One of his oldest markets—gone. Burned. Every man inside executed. It wasn’t just a message.It was a declaration.And left behind, in the middle of the bloodstained floor, was a single black coin.The same kind Bain once used as a symbol of finality.But this coin… wasn’t his.It bore no insignia. No carving. Just black, polished steel. Cold and silent.Valeria’s signature.She was playing his own game now.Viktor’s voice echoed in his mind from the call minutes earlier. “We cleared the scene. No witnesses. It was surgical, Bain. She didn’t just hit it to provoke you—she studied our rotation, our resp
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The sky over New York bled gray as the first whispers of morning slithered through the city’s alleys. But in the heart of the Blackwood estate, there was no sunrise—only smoke.Bain stood in the center of the war room, eyes locked on the tablet in Viktor’s hands. The footage was grainy, taken from one of his security drones. What remained of one of his black market hubs looked like a warzone. Bodies scattered like discarded dolls. Fire licking the bones of steel scaffolding. Blood painted across concrete.And in the center, placed delicately atop a broken crate—A single obsidian coin.Unmarked. Untraceable. But he knew what it meant.Valeria.Viktor’s voice was like gravel. “They were tortured before they were killed. The cameras were disabled thirty seconds before the attack. Whoever did this knew the layout like the back of their hand.”Bain didn’t blink. “Someone gave her intel.”“They didn’t just hit the market, Bain. They destroyed it. This was a message.”Bain’s jaw clenched, h
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The day broke with the scent of ash.Bain Blackwood stood on the balcony outside his office, the city sprawled out before him like a kingdom on the edge of a storm. A single call had shattered the early morning calm—a call from one of his lieutenants on the east side.The moment he answered, he felt it in his bones.“There’s been an attack.”The voice was tight, urgent. “Market district. One of ours. Ten men dead. Burned. And they left something behind.”Bain’s voice dropped, razor sharp. “What?”A beat.“A coin. Black. Right in the center of the carnage.”Bain didn’t speak. Didn’t blink. Just stared out at the skyline as the wind picked up around him.It wasn’t just an attack.It was a message.—Inside the mansion, the warmth of their new life still clung to the walls. Cassie padded through the hallway barefoot, their son tucked gently in her arms. She paused by the nursery window, catching the flicker of tension in Bain’s frame as he stood alone outside, the breeze ruffling his shi
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Bain sat in the quiet of the nursery, his son cradled in his arms, his gaze softened as he watched the tiny life in his hands. The baby’s breath was even and gentle, completely unaware of the storm that was brewing just outside the walls of their peaceful sanctuary.He let out a breath, steadying himself. The weight of responsibility was different now. It wasn’t just power or violence that he had to protect—it was love. It was family. And the past, in all its ugly, blood-soaked glory, had returned to remind him just how fragile that could be.His phone buzzed again—an encrypted video call from Petrov and Sokolov.Without hesitation, Bain swiped the screen, the familiar faces of his sworn brothers appearing on the screen. They both smiled when they saw him, a moment of genuine warmth breaking through the tension that had lingered in Bain’s chest since Viktor’s news.Petrov, as always, looked like a man who had stepped out of a warzone—and Sokolov, ever the strategist, gave a sharp nod
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The scent of blood and expensive perfume hung in the air like smoke.Valeria lounged on a velvet chaise in her private suite, the lighting dim, casting shadows that danced like old ghosts on the walls. A glass of red wine swirled in her hand, the liquid as dark as her thoughts. She wore silk—crimson, like fresh blood—and nothing else. The room around her looked like the den of a queen from some violent fairytale: gold-dusted mirrors, antique weapons mounted beside oil paintings, and a wall-length map of New York City dotted with pins and notes in sharp, angry handwriting.Her lips curved into a lazy smile as she lifted the glass to her mouth.“He’s scared,” she murmured. “I can feel it.”Across the room, her informant shifted uncomfortably. He wasn’t one of her usual playthings—too tense, too serious—but his intel was valuable. And she had a taste for useful men, even if they bored her.“You asked for a full report,” he said, straightening. “And you need to hear it before you make ano
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The sun poured softly through the tall windows of the Blackwood estate, golden light draping over the polished marble floors and velvet curtains. For once, silence didn’t mean tension—it meant peace.Cassie sat curled up in the nursery, her newborn son nestled against her chest. He was small, warm, and impossibly perfect. His little fingers clutched at the lace of her robe as he slept, his breathing soft and steady.Bain stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed over his broad chest, watching her with a look that no one else ever got to see—soft, reverent, protective. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to. Everything was right, at last.Luca wandered past behind him, cradling a mug of coffee, still shirtless, clearly making himself at home. Ryder trailed after him, yawning and muttering something about needing better espresso. They’d both moved in after the chaos had ended, claiming the guest wing. Family. Finally.For the first time in their violent, b
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The night air was thick with smoke and the metallic scent of blood. The abandoned fortress outside Prague burned in the distance, casting a hellish glow over the field where it all came to an end.Bain stood at the center of the battlefield, his black coat soaked in blood—his and his enemies’. His breath came in ragged bursts. His knuckles were raw, his jaw bruised. But his eyes burned with vengeance.Volkov was still standing too, blood streaming from a gash over his eye, his lip split, one arm hanging limp from a dislocated shoulder. Around them, bodies littered the ground—Volkov’s men, torn apart by Bain’s soldiers and the loyal Bratva.Petrov and Sokolov had arrived like thunder, their forces crashing down in a synchronized assault. The Russians fought with brutal efficiency, honoring Bain’s loyalty with bloodshed and power. Gunfire echoed, men screamed, but Bain heard none of it.He saw only Volkov.“You came all this way,” Volkov spat, staggering to his feet, “for a girl.”Bain’
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The days passed in a blur for Cassie. Life in the farmhouse had become a strange sort of calm. The couple who had taken her in, Mary and George, treated her with nothing but kindness. They provided a safe refuge for her and her unborn child, but Cassie could never shake the feeling that the storm was still brewing, just waiting to crash down.Her belly had grown more prominent in the past few months. At seven months pregnant, every movement was a reminder of the life she carried inside her, a life that had kept her grounded, kept her going. She tried to stay positive, to focus on the moments of peace she found in the farmhouse, but her thoughts were constantly drawn to Bain.She missed him, more than she cared to admit. His absence left a hole in her chest, a constant ache that never quite went away. The uncertainty of what had happened to him—where he was, if he was okay—kept her awake at night, staring out at the horizon, hoping that one day he would come for her. She had faith. She
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