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Trapped In The Mafia's Dark Addiction Thirty Two
HAZEL STYLES POV Riven pulled back, his russet eyes flaring in surprise, then they darkened and he pulled away from me.I watched him, my heart pounding against my ribs like a bird trying to escape its cage. Why had he pulled back? I thought he was going to kiss me."You should rest more. The maid will bring you your meal later," he said, turned, and walked out of the room.I stared at him, distraught by his dismissiveness. One second, he was burning for me, and all of a sudden, he was as cold as ice.Taking a deep breath, I flopped back on the bed. I felt hot and the relentless pulse of my heartbeat refused to stabilize.Instead of thinking about it too much, I closed my eyes and forced my brain to count sheep.It must have worked because when I opened my eyes, the curtains were up and it looked dark outside.I sat up, my stomach growling from hunger.The door creaked, and my gaze jerked eagerly in its direction.I watched, my pulse quickening as it opened, but it wasn't Riven who s
Last Updated : 2025-01-10Trapped In The Mafia's Dark Addiction Thirty Three
HAZEL STYLES POV TWO WEEKS LAYER UMBRA ART EXHIBITION My art stood at the very center of the gallery and I watched, my heart swelling with pride each time people gathered around the painting to take it in.Staring at swirls of color, I knew exactly what each represented. It was all the turmoils I went through for two weeks of trying to figure Riven out. I wondered if they could see it. The confusion, the longing, and ultimately the anger.Julian had said my art was thrash and I wished that he was here to see just how much he had been wrong. Even though his attitude had changed toward me and he was more supportive, I could tell it was all temporary. I knew he was just waiting for me to fail because if I failed, I'd have no choice but to go work for him.Taking a deep breath, I wrapped my arms around myself, my gaze moving around the gallery."You did it, Hazel," I said as I patted my arm rhythmically. "You did it," I told myself, but the excitement I should be feeling wasn't there
Last Updated : 2025-01-10Trapped In The Mafia's Dark Addiction Thirty Four
JULIAN STYLES POV The exhibition of UMBRA ART was on the news. I watched it on my tab, my jaws locking up in anger as I read the review of acclaimed artists on what they thought of the centerpiece that the BlACKWOOD had chosen for the exhibition. Every time they spoke about it, Hazel's name was too, and her image always accompanied it.All my life I had tried to discourage her from painting to avoid something like this. From the very start, I had seen her potential. I should have been firmer when I had the chance. This wouldn't have happened if I'd set fire to that god-damned studio and stopped her from ever picking up a paintbrush. It was too late now.She was getting recognized. Soon, everyone would know about her, and she would start collaborating with other artists. The press would dig into her past and her present. It wouldn't take long for them to find out that she owned all of the Styles fortune. They would find out that I'd taken over the position that should have been hers a
Last Updated : 2025-01-13Trapped In The Mafia's Dark Addiction Thirty Five
HAZEL STYLES POV "What do you think you are doing here" I whisper-yelled at Liam as I dragged him to a stop outside of the gallery.We stood face to face, me glaring daggers at him and him being blatantly oblivious to my rage, just like always. It was like I was losing my mind. How dare he come here and pull that stunt. What the hell was he thinking?The night air blew around, the cold air seeping into my skin like pricks of tiny needles as I waited for him to say something.Liam's brow furrowed, his gaze holding mine. "I don't understand why you are asking me that question, Hazel"I was taken aback. "Excuse me?"He laughed, his eyes darting around nervously. "Is it so wrong for me to congratulate you on your great day? I left everything else just to be here because I know how much your art means to you and this is the 'thank you' I get"I gaped at him, astonishment washing over me in waves and leaving me dazed and disoriented. Was he fucking serious? "You expected a thank you. You f
Last Updated : 2025-01-14Trapped In The Mafia's Dark Addiction Thirty Six
Trigger warning: Extreme violence.RIVEN BLACKWOOD POV A broken laugh escaped my lips. There was nothing funny, no, it was just the way I was wired. The voices in my head were loud, clamoring, driving me to the point of insanity.I didn't care how I drove, and every time I recalled the bruises that bastard had left on Hazel, flames of anger engulfed my chest, burning and consuming me from inside out. I clenched the steering, the urge to rip it out overwhelming.He had made her cry. The pained look in her eyes, as her gaze had lingered on mine for the briefest of moments, flashed in my head. He made her cry. He hurt her. I was the only one allowed to make her cry. Her happiness and sadness belonged to me. No one else.My hands tapped rhythmically on the steering wheel as I followed Liam's car.He was going to regret ever putting his hand on her.Liam turned a corner, heading for his mansion, the street dark and quieter. It was a private property so I was sure no one was going to be i
Last Updated : 2025-01-14Trapped In The Mafia's Dark Addiction Thirty Seven
HAZEL STYLES POV "Oh my God, Lena," I gasped as she rushed to hug me. She let go after a few seconds. "What happened to you? Did you get into an accident? Who did that to your face?" I asked as I noticed that one of her cheeks was flushed. I reached for her chin and turned her face to examine what appeared to be a handprint. Did someone hit her?Lena inched back as she grabbed my hand and pulled it away from her face. "Tonight has been a total disaster, Hazel. You won't believe what the hell happened. First, My dress arrived late, after ordering it in advance, then I was hurrying to meet up with the exhibition and got into the wrong car. When I figured out that I was in the wrong car and came out to wait for my chauffeur, I almost got robbed. This man just came out of nowhere and tried to grab my purse""Oh my God," I gasped, covering my mouth, then took her hand. "Are you okay? You are not hurt anywhere, are you?" I asked, looking her over, and she nodded."There was a guy there, an
Last Updated : 2025-01-16Trapped In The Mafia's Dark Addiction Thirty Eight
HAZEL STYLES POV "Gosh, this is exhausting" I groaned when the message I had gotten the night before refused to stop playing in my head. "Should I just go to the police, or tell Riven about this?" I mumbled to myself as the colors in front of me blurred.Painting used to be therapeutic for me, so why was I still so agitated.I stared at the canvas, the russet color of Riven's eyes staring back at me.I paused, wondering just when I'd started to paint him. And speaking of Riven, was he better now? Ethan had said he was sick. I dabbed my brush into the paint, then stroked a careful line, highlighting the lashes above the eyes I'd drawn. "That's beautiful" I jumped, the color palette falling to the floor as I whirled in the direction of the voice, and then I clutched at my chest as it thudded painfully against my ribcage."Oh, my goodness. Riven, you scared me" His brows furrowed, then he scoffed as he pushed away from the wall he was leaning on."Why are you so jumpy? Did Liam bothe
Last Updated : 2025-01-18Trapped In The Mafia's Dark Addiction Thirty Nine
RIVEN BLACKWOOD POV Hazel's expression froze, her lips parting in a silent gasp. I saw the shock register in her eyes, followed by a wave of fear that made my chest tighten. "What. What are you talking about? I spoke with him just last night"My fist clenched and I cursed under my breath as Hazel moved further away from me. The bastard was dead and was still finding ways to piss me off.I'd been getting through Hazel. She had started to open up to me, and now this—The past weeks that I'd spent watching her had been complete torture, but I endured it to prove that she wanted me. That she needed me, that she was crazy about me in the same way I was about her, that she hadn't just kissed me because she was grateful that I killed the man who tried to hurt her—But Just like every other moment I had with her, something or someone was always waiting to ruin the moment.I was becoming impatient. Just how much longer until I had all her attention to myself.Should I just kill everyone around
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Trapped In The Mafia's Dark Addiction Fifty Four
RIVEN BLACKWOOD POV Hazel had cried for me. And I still couldn't wrap my mind around it.She'd shed ugly tears for my pain and kissed my scars as if they were the most beautiful part of me.I pressed the shover button, my head dropping against the wall as the water poured in torrents around me, beating hard against my neck and back.Hazel was killing me.She'd cried for me, and it wasn't just because she pitied me; no, I could tell by her eyes that she'd been truly hurt that I was hurt. She had seen my pain that everyone else chose to ignore, and it had broken her.My heart burned in my chest.I could still see her face in my head, the redness of her eyes, the tip of her nose, and the way her lips trembled as she said sorry repeatedly. I was sure that I was forgiven for lying to her. It should have made me happy.But I was selfish, and It wasn't enough for me. I wanted more. I wanted her to choose to stay with me, I wanted her to love me, with all my scars and fucked upness.The wat
Trapped In The Mafia's Dark Addiction Fifty Three
HAZEL STYLES POV Riven's lashes were thick.I stared at him, my eyes taking in every minute detail of his features as he slept. This was the first time I had seen him so sound asleep, and it did things to my heart that it had no right to. Why was he still here? Most times, he was gone when I opened my eyes. I tilted my head, my bottom lip between my teeth as I watched him. He looked breathtakingly handsome.How could someone so beautiful be so fucked up.But wasn't I also fucked up since I couldn't get him out of my head? Riven was dangerous. I should be running for the hills, so why was I here, watching him. Why did I feel like if I left, I would be making a mistake?Every time he came near me, it was like my brain circuited. Sometimes, I couldn't even remember my own name. Sure, he was hot, but I've seen a lot of hot guys, so why was it with Riven, my brain absolutely stopped working.He said he saved me that night.Could I really trust his words? Was that even a question when I
Trapped In The Mafia's Dark Addiction Fifty Two
ETHAN BLACKWOOD POV "You should stop contacting me Asher, I told you, that was the only help I was going to be rendering""What the hell are you talking about. You gave your word that you were going to help us destroy Riven"I scoffed. "And you believed that. You must be more stupid than I thought. Did you really think that I was going to destroy my family business just because I hate Riven"There was a pause and I smirked just imagining the look on his face."Then why the fuck did you help us. You were the one who provided us with that video"I grinned, staring at my phone. "I was just trying to spice up Riven's relationship because he seemed to be very into it and wasn't doing much about it"I could feel him start to get angry."Don't fucking play me around you bastard, I know that's not why you did it""And what else would be my reason, Asher? I was just bored and needed a little distraction. I've had my fun, so I have no need for you any longer. Don't call this line—""The fuck y
Trapped In The Mafia's Dark Addiction Fifty One
RIVEN BLACKWOOD POV "Are you going to eat that, or do you need me to feed you?" I asked as she played around with her food."I don't need you to do anything for me" she snapped without looking up at me.I watched her, my fingers twitching as I waited for her to meet my gaze. She didn't. It wasn't surprising. Hazel was stubborn like that.My hands trembled as the ache in my chest grew. Not having her attention was starting to get to me.It hadn't been this bad before, but since last night, my obsession had gotten worse, and how could it not? Her taste still lingered on my tongue like an aphrodisiac and I could still feel her heart pounding beneath my palm, driving me insane with the urge to touch her, to claim her, to make her totally mine.She looked up at me, the frown on her face making her brows dip inward. "You want to have sex with me, don't you? That's why you keep staring at me"I grinned, my brows arching. Could she see into my head now? "Yes," I answered, my gaze dropping to
Trapped In The Mafia's Dark Addiction Fifty
HAZEL STYLES POV I lay on the edge of the bed, blindfolded, wrists bound, waiting for him to make his next move.Soft music suddenly filled the room making it hard to pick up his movements."Riven," I called, then gasped as he suddenly clasped My thighs and spread my legs wider.My heart skittered in my chest, my breath coming in shallow bursts and then it was the waiting game all over again and this time it went on for much longer Anticipation gnawed at my insides, twisting them into knots. Was Riven not doing anything because he didn't like what he saw. All the shit Liam always said about my body and how unattractive it was suddenly hit me from all directions.Was that what was happening right now? Riven looking at me and finding me unattractive.I clenched my hand.Was he considering walking away, leaving me aching for a release he was too disgusted to give.Humiliation burned my chest, filling my veins with fire. I started to pull myself up, then gasped, the fire in my veins
Trapped In The Mafia's Dark Addiction Forty Nine
HAZEL STYLES POV We were in the middle of nowhere. I stared at the tall trees that spawned for miles in front of me, my heart pounding hard in my chest.Just where the hell had he taken me."Do you like the view?" Riven asked, and my gaze snapped to his? He had a smile on his face and it only got wider as I glared at him. "You have to admit that it's such a pretty view even if you're mad" My head throbbed. How the hell was I supposed to get out of here. Staying with him for days was already messing with my head.It had been so hard to convince him to let me get out of the house; if I'd known that this was going to be my view, I wouldn't have bothered. God damn it why was everything so hard in my life."You don't like it?" he asked, his brows furrowing.I glared at him, "How am I supposed to enjoy the view when I have this on" I bit out and pointed to the collar on my neck. "Are you taking your fucking dog on a walk? Is that what this is"His gaze dropped to my neck, the smile on hi
Trapped In The Mafia's Dark Addiction Forty Eight
JULIAN STYLES POV "Where is she?" I asked, getting up from my seat as Asher walked in. "Tell me you have even an inkling as to where that bastard took her"The look on his face told me everything I needed to know. There was still nothing.I clutched at my hair, the stinging pain on my scalp doing nothing to lessen the anxiety gnawing away at my heart.God, I was losing my mind. Just how many days has it been? Three, four, five... Five fucking days."You need to calm down Julian. We just have a few more of the BlACKWOOD properties to check out. If you'll just be patient...""Do I look like I have the patience? I am so sick of hearing you throw that word at me. It's been five days. Five days of her locked up with that maniac, and you tell me to be patient""There is nothing else to be done, Julian. It's Riven Blackwood we are talking about here. Do you think he would make it easy to find him""If he can't be found then I have no choice but to force him out. Tomorrow morning, I'll make
Trapped In The Mafia's Dark Addiction Forty Seven
HAZEL STYLES POV He was looking straight at me. Not at the knife I was holding, just straight up staring into my eyes. He really didn't care that I could kill him. Or maybe he did. There was no telling what went on in his head. This was probably all a game to him I gritted my teeth and then brought the knife down, my eyes clenching shut.Breathing hard through the lump in my throat, I slowly opened my eyes and met his gaze, the rage in my chest lessening.Russet eyes met mine and I let out a rough exhale before yanking out the knife from the bedding where I'd stabbed into.He watched me, his eyes tracing my face."I am not someone who gets off on the pain of other Riven. I won't be playing your fucked up games," I breathed and tried to move off of him when he suddenly grabbed me by the waist and flipped us over.My back hit the bed, disorienting me for a second. Heat washed over me as I stared eyes wide at him in surprise. Was I just tossed around like I weighed nothing?His body
Trapped In The Mafia's Dark Addiction Forty Six
HAZEL STYLES POV I woke up to darkness all around me and it was only after trying to blink that I realized a blindfold was wrapped over my face. I paused, my heart rate increasing as I listened to get a feel of my environment. It was quiet around me. Too quiet.I could tell that I was sitting on a bed, though, and from the feel of the blanket on my thigh, it was probably a big, luxurious bedding.Where the hell was I? The memory of what happened slowly returned, and I let out a sharp gasp as my heart stumbled hard in my chest.I raised my hand to yank off the blindfold and yelped when I was met with resistance. There was something around both of my wrists. I flexed my hand, trying to use my senses to figure out what it was. It had to be some sort of cuffs, but they were smooth and snug around my flesh.Was I fucking chained up? The rankles of the metal against what could only be the bed frame as I jerked my hand had Panic clawing at my lungs and making it difficult to breathe.I tr
