“I know you want me.” Damien said in a deep hoarse voice. I turned to look at him. “I can never want a ruthless man like you.” “Your eyes are telling a different story Alison.” Damien said, taking a step forward. I took a step backward but Damien had stopped me, his hands traveling across my dress. My breathe hitched in my throat as his hands paused. “Your body is saying a different story.” Damien leaned closer. “You can’t resist me Alison.” “I—“ my voice cracked. At that moment I realized he was right. I wanted Damien Santos. Right now. In his room. *** Alison had it all—wealth, love, and a perfect life—until her conniving stepsister, Mabel, destroyed everything. Framed for infidelity,Alison’s husband throws her out of the house, leaving her penniless and homeless. Just when she hits rock bottom, Alison crosses paths with Damien Santos—a cold and ruthless mafia boss who rules the highlands. Unaware of who he truly is, Alison’s brief exchange with him takes an unexpected turn, placing her under his dark, protective shadow. What starts as a chance encounter quickly spirals into a web of secrets and lies. As Alison uncovers the truth about Damien’s identity, she realizes their meeting wasn’t accidental. Dark revelations from her past resurface, tying her fate to his in ways she never imagined. Can Alison reclaim her life, or will she lose herself in the dangerous world Damien has pulled her into?
Узнайте большеDamienI tugged the black hoodie down low over my head, tightening the drawstring so only a part of my face showed. I headed out of my room and as I walked, every footstep echoed in my ears, every distant rustle made me pause. I moved fast but cautiously, slipping through the corridors and out toward the gate.When I reached it, the guard barely glanced at me. Good. Raul had said he’d take care of it. The moment I stepped outside, the cold night air slapped my cheeks. My eyes sighted a car that was parked idling across the street, with its headlights off. Raul leaned casually against the driver’s side, tossing a key up and catching it like he hadn’t just committed a felony on my behalf.“Where the hell did you get this car?” I asked, walking up.He grinned, dimples flashing. “I snuck this bad boy for you. You’re welcome.”I grabbed the keys from him and nodded. “Thanks.”“Just don’t get caught,” he warned, all jokes gone from his voice now. “If Hernando finds out? He’ll skin you al
Damien“How long do I have to wait?” I asked, my voice was filled with frustration as my eyes swept across the endless lawn stretching out in front of us. The tall grass danced in the breeze, and the sun dipped lazily behind the clouds, flashing golden shadows over Hernando’s estate. A place that had once felt like a refuge now felt like a cage.Hernando didn’t even flinch. “Stop bothering about how long and focus on the plan.”That response broke something in me. “It’s been four weeks, Hernando! And you keep delaying my return to the city like I’m some kid who can’t handle things on my own.”“I’m trying to stop you from acting impulsively,” he said calmly.“You’re ruining the plan.” I spat. “The elections were days ago. Days, Hernando and you promised we’d strike then but then you decided to put everything on hold.”“Why do I have this feeling that you were never going to go ahead with the plan in the first place?”I added.He finally turned to look at me, and I saw a drop of guil
Alison Two weeks had passed since Damien escaped, and the entire city couldn’t stop talking about it. His face was plastered across walls, billboards, and screens in every diner and shop. “WANTED” posters announced the military’s offer of five grand or any information that led to his capture. I knew I should have felt afraid. And I did. But deep down, buried beneath the fear, was a flicker of hope. Damien was strong-willed and smart, nobody would be able to capture him easily. Anyway, despite how many times I told myself that. There was this feeling of fear that always seemed to crawl up my mind and wipe off that feeling of hope.As days passed, I tried to keep myself busy so I didn’t get to think about Damien all the time, but it was hard to keep my mind distracted especially when I couldn’t leave the house. Aiden had forbidden me from going out alone after that incident happened.When the day of the mayor’s funeral arrived. I planned to go to Damien’s old home to see if I could
Damien “Arggh!” I grunted as my fist connected hard with the mannequin’s chest, the impact making its plastic body sway. I attacked the mannequin again, landing more blows to its chest. The mannequin bounced back like it always did. Mocking me. I imagined it was Aiden’s smug face, that cold stare, that fake smile he used to charm the world. I slammed my fist into it again, and again. Sweat dripped down my temple, I could feel a sharp pain in my knuckle, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.Finally, with one last blow, the mannequin teetered—then toppled to the floor with a dull thud.I stared down at it, chest heaving, heart pounding. A small smile crept onto my face.This was the first time I had managed to bring the mannequin to the ground and I felt good.“You’re getting good,” a voice said behind me.I turned quickly, wiping the sweat from my brow. My eyes landed on Hernando, leaning casually against the doorframe with that ever-present smirk.“When did you get back from your trip?
AlisonThe minute I stepped back into the house soft murmurs welcomed me.I was not in the mood to face whoever it belonged to, so I stood at the entrance for a moment, listening to the soft creak of the door as I leaned against it. My heart pounded in my chest, my thoughts returning to Damien.I didn’t know if Aiden’s orders had already been carried out and if the men were able to save Damien. I pushed that thought away, then I took a step forward, and when I stepped into the living room my gaze landed on the last person I ever expected to see.The driver.What was he doing here?I froze in shock.The driver turned to look at Aiden, who had been standing near the stairs. I watched as his eyes widened.“I knew it was her,” he said, in a low voice. “I told you sir I wasn’t lying.”Aiden’s expression shifted, his face hardening as he looked at the driver. Then suddenly, his gaze softened and he stepped forward.“I’m sorry, you had to go through that,” Aiden said. “You will compensated
Damien I walked down the hallway, and my heart kept thundering against my ribs like a war drum. Each step felt heavier than the last, but I kept my pace even, just as Benson had instructed. Head down. No eye contact. Blend in. Every fiber in my body screamed to turn around, to shoot every bastard I passed, but I didn’t. I swallowed the rage burning in my throat and forced myself to walk calmly.The corridor stretched on, echoing with the sounds of distant orders being barked, boots slamming against the polished floors. A couple of soldiers passed me with sharp eyes and stone-cold expressions but none of them questioned me. I kept moving. When I reached the far wing, I saw the emergency exit ahead, its red sign flickering slightly. Relief nearly made me squeal in elation, but I stopped myself.“Just a few more steps,” I murmured. “A few more steps.”“Hey!” a voice barked behind me and I froze. The joy in my heart seized, and I hesitated before finally facing back. My eyes fell
Alison I was panicking. Losing my mind. What was I going to do? Think, Alison. Think.I pressed my hands against my temples, pacing back and forth across the room. The weight of the situation threatened to crush me. Damien was locked up, and time was running out. If I didn’t act now, he was going to die. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to think. What could I do? Who could I turn to? My mind was blank, consumed by fear and desperation. ‘No. I refuse to let this be the end.’I couldn’t let the only man that truly cared about me to meet his end like this.It wasn’t going to happen.I grabbed a jacket on the table then I stormed out of the room, nearly colliding with Mabel in the hallway. She raised a brow. “Where are you going?” I plastered on the most casual expression I could manage. “I just… I feel energetic. Thought I’d go for a stroll.” Mabel looked at me suspiciously. “I never pictured you as the type to enjoy an evening walk.” I forced a small laugh. “Well, t
Damien I stared at the man who had just spoken. His words felt like a rush of cold air, tightening around my chest. “I know you don’t believe me,” he said, in a low voice. he hesitated for a moment, eyes darkening as if struggling to push past an old memory. “I am not lying.”“This is a set up isn’t it?” I voiced out unable to believe his words and he shook his head.“It’s not. I actually knew Hugh. He was my lover.”His voice was calm, but the weight of what he said crushed the air out of my lungs. I must’ve stared at him, wide-eyed, too stunned to speak. Hugh… my Hugh? The man who had been ripped from my life in such a brutal way—now this stranger claimed to have shared a bed with him? I could feel my pulse quicken, my mind struggling to make sense of the revelation.“Stop fucking lie!” I managed to choke out.“I mean it.” He said slowly. “Hugh told me you both lost your parent at a young age because of your ruthless father who tore the gang apart. He also told me he lived with
Alison The feeling of satisfaction curled through me like a slow, burning flame as I stared at Aiden. I reached out, my fingers brushing against the tubes connected to Aiden. This was it. The moment I had been waiting for. One tug and it would all be over. I could almost see it—his breath stopping, his body convulsing for a final time before succumbing to the darkness. Aiden, the monster, would finally be gone. My fingers curled around the tube. Just as I was about to pull, Aiden’s eyes shot open. My heart slammed against my ribs. "Alison!" His voice came out weak. My eyes widened in shock as my body froze into place. Did he sense that I was trying to kill him? His gaze locked onto mine, and he shot me a weary gaze. “Alison!” He called out again. I forced myself to react, ripping my hand away from the tube. Then, in a desperate attempt to cover my shock, I did the only thing I could think of. I leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead. “
Author’s note: This book is dedicated to all the girls who love mafia men. “I wouldn’t have gotten married to you if I knew you were nothing but a cheat!” Aiden screamed. He grabbed my arm, yanking me backward with a force that sent me crashing into the cold wall. “Aiden, please,” I sobbed, my voice trembling as I slid down the wall onto my knees. “I don’t know what happened! I swear, I—” “Don’t you dare lie to me!” Aiden cut me off, his finger pointed at me like a dagger. “I caught you, in bed with another man. What could you possibly say to defend that? Huh?” “Aiden, I… I don’t remember…” “Stop!” he roared, stepping back as if my presence disgusted him. “I don’t want to hear it!” I crawled toward him, grabbing at his pant leg desperately. “Please, Aiden. Don’t do this. Let me explain—” Aiden shook me off, turning to flash me a cold look. “Save your breath. You’ve destroyed everything. No form of explanation would make things better.” With that, he stormed out of the hote...
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