Elena Blake never wanted to be part of her father ruthless empire. She wanted a name for herself other than the Mafia Princess but escaping his shadows isn't easy. During her fight for escape, she crosses path with a Billionaire Ethan Calloway, a man seeking justice and revenge against the very empire she was running to abandon. As passion ignites between them, suspicious lingers and her father started paying dangerous games with their emotions. Building distrust and driving emotional wedge between them. Can they overcome the mistrust and betrayal between them and fight the crime lord together? Or will he destroy them both? Read to find out.
View MoreEthan’s gaze darkened. “And I know who did it.”Elena barely whispered. “Who?”His jaw tightened. “Vincent. Your dad!”She flinched as if slapped.“No.” She shook her head. “That’s not possible. My father... he’s strict, and controlling, but a murderer? You’re wrong.”“I’m not.”Silence stretched between them.Elena’s fingers curled into fists. “Then why don’t you let him pay for it? Why haven’t you taken him down?”Ethan let out a bitter laugh. “Because he’s Vincent fucking Blake. Because he covers his tracks so well, I can’t pin him down.”“You don't know your father well. He's a fucking Mafia Lord” Her face paled.She knows. She knows who her father is. But the reality of it hasn't sunk into her yet. Hearing it from Ethan, the man who made her heart beat in a way she can't explain must have added another new meaning to the meaning of her being the princess of a Mafia lord. Ethan leaned closer, his voice quiet but dangerous. “But you don't have to get involved in this, Elena. Y
“Because this is about me, your father won't dare to hurt his only daughter if I wasn't involved with you” he admitted, voice lower. “I don’t want you to get hurt because of me. I care about you.”The words hung between them, heavy and unspoken for too long.Elena’s heart clenched.She wanted to argue. To deny that this meant anything.But she couldn’t.Not when her pulse was betraying her.Not when Ethan was standing so close, his presence overwhelming.Silence stretched between them. Charged.Then, finally, she exhaled.“Fine,” she murmured. “If you want me to stay, I’ll stay.”But neither of them was ready for what that meant.For a couple of days, they started staying together, the tension in the penthouse was suffocating.Elena wasn’t used to sharing space with someone like Ethan, someone who took up all the air in the room without even trying.He moved with quiet confidence, his presence a constant reminder of the line they were dangerously close to crossing.One night, unable t
Her hand grazed the edge of his desk, her nails tapping lightly against the wood. "You can lie to yourself, Ethan, But you can’t lie to me. You can pretend all you want but I can't pretend anymore"With that, she turned and walked out, leaving behind a silence that felt heavier than before.Ethan exhaled sharply, raking a hand through his hair.She was right, he was only pretending not to want her, but, how long will he be able to keep up? *******Vincent Blake, Seated in the dimly lit study of his estate, swirled a glass of bourbon, the ice clinking softly against the crystal. His piercing gray eyes flickered toward the man standing before him, one of his most trusted enforcers, MarcusVincent took a slow sip of his drink, savoring the burn before setting it down. "Tell me again."Marcus’s expression remained unreadable, but his voice was laced with tension. "He and Miss Blake… they’ve been seen together more often. Closer than before."Vincent’s grip on the glass tightened.He had
“What are you doing here?” His voice was low, guarded.“I’m covering for Olivia,” she said evenly. “She couldn’t make it.”For a second, he just stared at her. The air between them tightened.Around them, whispers started.“Are they an item?” someone murmured.“They look good together,” another said.Elena ignored it. But when a business rival sneered and made a crude remark about her“She must be one of those girls running after rich men. You can see it in her face” She barely had time to react before Ethan moved.His control snapped.He lunged forward, grabbing the man by the collar, his knuckles tightening, ready to throw a punch.“Ethan, stop!” Elena gasped.But his grip didn’t loosen. His body was taut with fury, his jaw clenched, his breath heavy.And for the first time, she realized Ethan Calloway wasn’t just protective.He was dangerously close to losing himself because of her.“You’re making a scene,” Elena murmured. She stepped closer, placing a tentative hand on Ethan’s f
“What the hell is your problem?” she snapped, stepping forward.Ethan’s gaze was unreadable. “Clarify.”She let out a humorless laugh. “You know what. You’ve been avoiding me. Ever since last night, you’ve acted like I don’t exist.”Silence.“I deserve an answer,” she pushed. “Why are you running from me?”Ethan’s jaw ticked. “I’m not running.”“Then tell me the truth.” Her voice softened, but there was steel underneath. “Was the kiss truly a mistake? You told me it wasn't and I believed you.”Ethan stood, walking toward her with slow, measured steps. When he stopped inches away, she held her breath.Then he smirked. That damn smirk. “You really want the truth?”Elena nodded.Ethan leaned closer, his breath brushing against her ear. “I don’t know if I should believe you.”Her stomach dropped. “Believe me? About what?”His expression hardened. “About everything.”His words cut, but his eyes told a different story. Ethan stepped back. “Go back to work, Miss Blake.”Elena’s heart pound
With a force that surprised them both, Ethan leaned in and pressed his lips to hers in a kiss that was at once fierce and tenderTime seemed to stop. The world around them blurred into insignificance as they clung to each other. Elena’s mind raced, a whirlpool of passion, betrayal, and confusion as she yielded to the intensity of the kiss, her heart pounding as if it might break free of her chest. For an eternity and yet only a heartbeat, they existed in that dangerous, beautiful moment.Then, as abruptly as it had begun, Elena pulled away, her breath coming in ragged gasps. “This…this is a mistake,” she whispered, her voice trembling with a cocktail of anger, regret, and something that resembled desperate hope.Ethan’s eyes searched hers, torn between regret and resolve. “It wasn’t a mistake,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. For a long, heavy moment, they stood there on her doorstep, two souls caught in the crossfire of duty and desire, trust and betrayal, each questi
"Ethan doesn't trust you; he's just using you."The words struck her like a blow. For a long moment, Elena sat frozen, the envelope clutched tightly in her hand as though it were a weapon aimed directly at her heart. Could this be true? Her mind spun in disjointed pieces, memories of late nights at the office when she had dared to dream of more than just being the daughter of a notorious crime lord, and of the subtle, caring glances from Ethan that made her wonder if there was something genuine between them.Yet now, as she read the damning note, a familiar sting of betrayal and anger welled up inside her. How could he? How could the man who had so often shielded her from the relentless storm of her father's legacy see her as nothing more than a tool?The accusation was as bitter as it was unwarranted, yet every word echoed with a cold certainty that she could not ignore.Her heart pounded in her ears as she reread the note, her vision blurring slightly with unshed tears. The evi
A hand grabbed her arm.She gasped, twisting in the man’s grip, ready to screamBut before she could, another figure came out of nowhere, tackling the man to the ground.The sound of fists colliding filled the tight space, the stranger grunting in pain as he tried to fight back. But the man protecting her was stronger, faster. Within seconds, the attacker was scrambling to his feet and bolting in the opposite direction.Elena pressed a trembling hand to her chest, watching as her rescuer dusted himself off. He was tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in black tactical gear. His sharp, watchful eyes met hers.“You okay, Miss Blake?”Her breath was still uneven as she nodded. “Who are you?”He reached into his pocket, pulling out a sleek black ID card. “Caleb. Mr. Calloway sent me to keep an eye on you.”Ethan.She swallowed hard, still shaken. “And you just…. followed me home?”Caleb gave her a steady look. “I was doing my job. And right now, my job is making sure you get home safe.”Elena
“Is this about my father again?” she asked, finally turning to him.Her voice was softer now, the usual sharpness gone.Ethan steepled his fingers. “What do you mean?”“I mean… I think he's the only one giving you a problem.” She let out a breath, shaking her head. “ But people like him don’t take ‘no’ for an answer. So is he trying to scare you?”Ethan wanted to believe her.But Liam’s words still echoed in his head: That’s why I told you not to trust her.Before he could respond, his phone buzzed.A message.From Liam.I dug deeper. You’re not going to like to hear this on the phone. Meet me in an hour.Ethan exhaled slowly, masking the tension crawling up his spine.Good timing! He needed to discharge her“I need to step out for a meeting,” he said, standing. “You should head out.”Elena frowned. “Are you sure you are okay? Did I do something wrong?” “If only she knew she was the reason why he was like that.” he thought. “It's nothing you should be worried about, Elena,” he said
Elena Blake sat in the corner of a cramped café, with her fingers trembling as she refreshed her inbox for what felt like the hundredth time that morning. Her breath caught when a new email appeared. Calloway Corporation Interview Invitation.Her pulse pounded. This was it. A chance to escape she had been waiting for. A real job, far away from her father’s suffocating empire.She scanned the email. Her Interview was scheduled for 10:00 AM tomorrow. Executive Suite, Calloway Tower.Calloway Tower is the heart of a corporate empire that owned half the city. She’d never set foot inside, never imagined she’d even get the opportunity. She exhaled shakily, gripping the coffee cup between her hands.This job was her ticket out.Meanwhile, Across the street, a black car idled. Behind its tinted windows, a man watched her. Ethan Calloway leaned back in his seat, fingers steepled, lips curving into a satisfied smirk. ‘The mouse had taken the bait.’****Elena Blake stood outside the toweri...
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