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Limits of Liberation (Pt. 2)
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Long after she was confined to her room, Anateya’s words nipped at the corners of Romero’s mind.‘I wish I never met you.’It bothered him more than he cared to admit, but he would not apologize. He didn’t need to explain himself or his methods to her. He was a glitter-coated unicorn compared to Jaxel.He blamed Gage and Sosa for this. The news about his casino was spreading like wildfire in the underground. People were getting too bold, thinking they could get to him. Under normal circumstances, Jaxel would have never dared to cross the threshold of his house uninvited. He would remind them. Romero leaned against the apple tree in his garden, relishing the cool bite of the bark against his bare skin. He reached for a low-hanging fruit, bringing it to his lips. As he chewed, his mind drifted to Anateya.That little petarda of his was pushing all the right buttons in the worst way possible. It was becoming harder and harder for him to keep his word and leave her untouched. Her expres
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One night turned into three, and eventually, two weeks passed with Romero barely noticing. He lived for his next fight, relishing each time he left his opponent bloody and broken on the mat. The more he fought, the emptier he felt. Quenching his bloodthirstiness did nothing to quell the fire in his veins that burned only for Anateya. How was she?He itched to know. Yes, his guards gave him daily reports on her every move, but that was different. He wanted to see her for himself. Their past encounters were few but beneath the quarreling, he could sense her desire for him. After what happened with Jaxel, her eyes were only full of resentment. If she couldn’t handle being on a leash for five minutes, how would she withstand the rest of what he had in store for her?No matter. He had all the time in the world to teach her what it meant to be his. That was his mantra returning home. After two weeks of endless fighting, he felt more tempered to deal with his Petarda. His house looked fo
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Anateya’s mind drifted as she stared blankly at her father’s freshly covered grave.According to Wallace, the Sosa Kartel had found out about her father being a mole and they’d strapped C-4 to his body and left him in an abandoned building.There was nothing left to bury, so they committed an empty casket.Like countless times in the last few days, her mind drifted to the moment when her world fell apart.She refused to believe what the majordomo had said, demanding that they find him and bring him back. She’d attacked Romero with equally blind rage and grief. He’d held her tightly to his chest, murmuring in her ear, trying to center her.There was no centering her with her father gone. She was hysterical to the point where Romero had no choice but to knock her out.Those moments of unconsciousness, of nothingness… were a short reprieve from the grief that assaulted her heart
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He’d never admit it, but he was pleased that she caved and decided to come to him of her own volition.Yes, he forced her hand with what was the biggest bluff of his life, but it got the job done.It got her to stay.It would’ve been unfortunate if she had held out and he ended up doing something out of prideful madness.He regretted that Gage died. They worked well together in the past and Berretta always protected his interests. Still, Romero refused to take the blame for his demise. He made his choice.Romero always followed his instincts, and when he saw Antino Dellator getting too handsy with Anateya, he suspected that something was amiss. It was shortly confirmed by the mini-explosions throughout the cemetery. If he’d been just 3 minutes late, she would have been gone and he’d probably never find her again.Berretta’s people were annoyingly good at staying hidden.Anateya didn’t spare him a single glance when t
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Anateya felt her throat constrict as the altar drew closer and closer.This wasn’t how it was supposed to be.She’d envisioned her nuptials a million times since she was ten. In her fantasy, her father was by her side, happily giving her away– not Antino– stiff and fuming with rage. She would say I do to a loving doting man, upstanding in society and fit to be her husband.Instead, at the end of the aisle, she would meet a monster who was determined to have his way by any means necessary. Even if it meant robbing her of the one special moment she looked forward to most.She’d never felt so conflicted.Her desire clashed with the grief of losing her father and she could find no way to rationalize Romero’s actions. Still, she craved him like her next breath. What did that make her? A traitor to those who cared for her? A victim of Stockholm? Or a reckless angel–willingly throwing herself over the edge to fall for a devil?And what
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“What’s wrong with you?” Romero questioned, dropping a kiss on her neck. “Despite everything, I know you want me. That’s the one thing we could never deny between us. So, why the sudden change?”After hearing her vows, it took every ounce of willpower not to ditch the rest of the ceremony and bring her home where he could have her all to himself for hours on end.“I don’t know, maybe because you forced me to marry you mere days after losing my father?!” She snapped. “What, are you gonna force me to sleep with you too?”His brows furrowed, “This is the second time you’ve mentioned that tonight. You were never worried about that before. Why are you acting like this? Tell me.”He pulled back, studying her features. Her face was flushed, eyes averted. Her chest rose and fell with short erratic breaths and her lips were pressed into a thin line. His petarda looked skittis
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The moment her mind cleared from the high, Anateya scrambled off the bed and hurried towards the bathroom.“Anateya, Ana-wait! Dammnit.” Romero cursed, fist slamming against the door that shut before he could stop her.Reaching for the robe hanging next to her, she shrugged it on, wrapping the belt tightly around her waist. Pressing her back against the door, she let out a shuddering breath, willing her heart to settle.She couldn’t make head nor tail of her emotions. She wanted to stay angry at Romero, but she melted every time he touched her. A rush of heat bloomed between her thighs at the thought of how she shamelessly gave herself to him, begging just like he said she would.As much as she hated to admit it. Romero was right. Her father had a choice, and in his desperation, he chose to use her as leverage, dragging her into a war she had no business being in the middle of.She just wanted to go to college and do d
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Anateya kept her expression blank as Romero’s warm hand settled on the small of her back, guiding her through the lobby of Premise Enterprises. Employees who flitted back and forth gave them a wide berth, whispering behind their hands– no doubt about Gage’s mystery daughter and her powerful new husband.It reminded her of when her papa brought her to an aquarium as a small child. She pointed and gawked at the sea creatures for the better part of an hour, asking a million questions a minute. Looking back, she wondered if they felt as exposed and vulnerable as she did now.This was her legacy, yet it didn’t feel quite like hers. Anateya didn’t know these people, their culture, or their language. A few weeks ago, she was technically a nobody. Now, her face was splashed on the front page of every news outlet.It certainly didn’t help that Romero was trying to take her birthright before she could make sense of it.“After you,” Romero gestured for her to get into the elevator. Bodyguards fi
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Anateya kept her expression blank as Romero’s warm hand settled on the small of her back, guiding her through the lobby of Premise Enterprises. Employees who flitted back and forth gave them a wide berth, whispering behind their hands– no doubt about Gage’s mystery daughter and her powerful new husband.It reminded her of when her papa brought her to an aquarium as a small child. She pointed and gawked at the sea creatures for the better part of an hour, asking a million questions a minute. Looking back, she wondered if they felt as exposed and vulnerable as she did now.This was her legacy, yet it didn’t feel quite like hers. Anateya didn’t know these people, their culture, or their language. A few weeks ago, she was technically a nobody. Now, her face was splashed on the front page of every news outlet.It certainly didn’t help that Romero was trying to take her birthright before she could make sense of it.“After you,” Romero gestured for her to get into the elevator. Bodyguards fi
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The moment her mind cleared from the high, Anateya scrambled off the bed and hurried towards the bathroom.“Anateya, Ana-wait! Dammnit.” Romero cursed, fist slamming against the door that shut before he could stop her.Reaching for the robe hanging next to her, she shrugged it on, wrapping the belt tightly around her waist. Pressing her back against the door, she let out a shuddering breath, willing her heart to settle.She couldn’t make head nor tail of her emotions. She wanted to stay angry at Romero, but she melted every time he touched her. A rush of heat bloomed between her thighs at the thought of how she shamelessly gave herself to him, begging just like he said she would.As much as she hated to admit it. Romero was right. Her father had a choice, and in his desperation, he chose to use her as leverage, dragging her into a war she had no business being in the middle of.She just wanted to go to college and do d
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“What’s wrong with you?” Romero questioned, dropping a kiss on her neck. “Despite everything, I know you want me. That’s the one thing we could never deny between us. So, why the sudden change?”After hearing her vows, it took every ounce of willpower not to ditch the rest of the ceremony and bring her home where he could have her all to himself for hours on end.“I don’t know, maybe because you forced me to marry you mere days after losing my father?!” She snapped. “What, are you gonna force me to sleep with you too?”His brows furrowed, “This is the second time you’ve mentioned that tonight. You were never worried about that before. Why are you acting like this? Tell me.”He pulled back, studying her features. Her face was flushed, eyes averted. Her chest rose and fell with short erratic breaths and her lips were pressed into a thin line. His petarda looked skittis
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Anateya felt her throat constrict as the altar drew closer and closer.This wasn’t how it was supposed to be.She’d envisioned her nuptials a million times since she was ten. In her fantasy, her father was by her side, happily giving her away– not Antino– stiff and fuming with rage. She would say I do to a loving doting man, upstanding in society and fit to be her husband.Instead, at the end of the aisle, she would meet a monster who was determined to have his way by any means necessary. Even if it meant robbing her of the one special moment she looked forward to most.She’d never felt so conflicted.Her desire clashed with the grief of losing her father and she could find no way to rationalize Romero’s actions. Still, she craved him like her next breath. What did that make her? A traitor to those who cared for her? A victim of Stockholm? Or a reckless angel–willingly throwing herself over the edge to fall for a devil?And what
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He’d never admit it, but he was pleased that she caved and decided to come to him of her own volition.Yes, he forced her hand with what was the biggest bluff of his life, but it got the job done.It got her to stay.It would’ve been unfortunate if she had held out and he ended up doing something out of prideful madness.He regretted that Gage died. They worked well together in the past and Berretta always protected his interests. Still, Romero refused to take the blame for his demise. He made his choice.Romero always followed his instincts, and when he saw Antino Dellator getting too handsy with Anateya, he suspected that something was amiss. It was shortly confirmed by the mini-explosions throughout the cemetery. If he’d been just 3 minutes late, she would have been gone and he’d probably never find her again.Berretta’s people were annoyingly good at staying hidden.Anateya didn’t spare him a single glance when t
Traded To The Mafia [Dark Possessive Mafia Romance] Empty Space (Pt. 1)
Anateya’s mind drifted as she stared blankly at her father’s freshly covered grave.According to Wallace, the Sosa Kartel had found out about her father being a mole and they’d strapped C-4 to his body and left him in an abandoned building.There was nothing left to bury, so they committed an empty casket.Like countless times in the last few days, her mind drifted to the moment when her world fell apart.She refused to believe what the majordomo had said, demanding that they find him and bring him back. She’d attacked Romero with equally blind rage and grief. He’d held her tightly to his chest, murmuring in her ear, trying to center her.There was no centering her with her father gone. She was hysterical to the point where Romero had no choice but to knock her out.Those moments of unconsciousness, of nothingness… were a short reprieve from the grief that assaulted her heart
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One night turned into three, and eventually, two weeks passed with Romero barely noticing. He lived for his next fight, relishing each time he left his opponent bloody and broken on the mat. The more he fought, the emptier he felt. Quenching his bloodthirstiness did nothing to quell the fire in his veins that burned only for Anateya. How was she?He itched to know. Yes, his guards gave him daily reports on her every move, but that was different. He wanted to see her for himself. Their past encounters were few but beneath the quarreling, he could sense her desire for him. After what happened with Jaxel, her eyes were only full of resentment. If she couldn’t handle being on a leash for five minutes, how would she withstand the rest of what he had in store for her?No matter. He had all the time in the world to teach her what it meant to be his. That was his mantra returning home. After two weeks of endless fighting, he felt more tempered to deal with his Petarda. His house looked fo
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Long after she was confined to her room, Anateya’s words nipped at the corners of Romero’s mind.‘I wish I never met you.’It bothered him more than he cared to admit, but he would not apologize. He didn’t need to explain himself or his methods to her. He was a glitter-coated unicorn compared to Jaxel.He blamed Gage and Sosa for this. The news about his casino was spreading like wildfire in the underground. People were getting too bold, thinking they could get to him. Under normal circumstances, Jaxel would have never dared to cross the threshold of his house uninvited. He would remind them. Romero leaned against the apple tree in his garden, relishing the cool bite of the bark against his bare skin. He reached for a low-hanging fruit, bringing it to his lips. As he chewed, his mind drifted to Anateya.That little petarda of his was pushing all the right buttons in the worst way possible. It was becoming harder and harder for him to keep his word and leave her untouched. Her expres
Traded To The Mafia [Dark Possessive Mafia Romance] Limits of Liberation (Pt. 2)
Goosebumps pricked her skin as they pulled up to the house. There were four armored cars and dangerous-looking men littering the front entrance. She glanced at Romero but his face was hard as stone. This time, when he grabbed her from the car, his hands circled her forearm so tightly that she thought her bone might snap.“Romero? You’re hurting me.” She searched his gaze questioningly.“This is nothing compared to what will happen to you if you don’t do everything I tell you,” He kept his voice low, hands undoing his belt. In the next second, he was sliding the thick leather around her neck.“What the–”“You will wear this until I remove it.”“I will do no such thing!” She struggled against him but he pinned her with his legs, securing the buckle at the front of her throat.“You will only speak when spoken to, and your answer will be either yes Sir, or no Sir.”Anateya gaped at him, “You can’t be serious.”“Deadly serious.” His eyes flashed. “Your punishment will be swift and severe if
