All Chapters of BEAUTY AND THE MAFIA BEASTS: Chapter 21 - Chapter 28

Author’s POV"It's the law," he replied, his eyes never leaving hers. "You will be officially working as a whore in my organization, so I will have to pay taxes on you."She felt a ripple of anger, but the feeling was quickly replaced by fear as she noticed the gun in his hand. "I don't care about taxes, I just want my friend back. I was told that she is dead, but that’s bullshit," she muttered."Sign the document," he demanded, his voice cold and threatening."What will you do if I don't?""I'll kill you," he said simply, his eyes boring into hers.She swallowed hard, her heart hammering against her ribs. She knew she didn't have a choice; she had to sign the contract and hope that Vincenzo would keep his word.Dolores picked up the pen and signed the document, her hand shaking like a leaf. As soon as the ink dried, he snatched it from her grasp, a triumphant smile on his lips."Thank you, little bird. I promise you won't regret it," he said, his eyes flashing with dark intent.She s

Author’s POVLa Perla Negra—The Black Pearl—was a high-end brothel located on the outskirts of the city. It was owned and operated by Vincenzo, the crime boss who had saved her from a fate worse than death. He had transported Dolores there instead of the strip club he had signed her up for, so she would gain experience first.Dolores was about to begin a new life as a prostitute. She looked at herself in the mirror, barely recognizing the woman staring back at her. Gone was the girl that had been abducted, her face covered with dirt and her clothes stained and torn. In her place was a woman, dressed in a tight, black dress that hugged her curves and showed off her ample cleavage. Her makeup was expertly applied, her eyes smoky and her lips painted dark red.Dolores felt her pulse quicken as she thought about what was about to happen. She was about to sleep with a man for money, and the thought both excited and terrified her.As if she was being monitored, the door to her dressing room

Rosita’s POV "Fuck off," I snapped, unable to stop myself. "How can you call yourself a human being when you force someone to do things against their will? You are sick in the fucking head!" Deangelo raised his eyebrows. "Now, now, we can’t have that. You are in my territory now, so you will watch your language around me. Don’t forget you are still my prisoner." "I don’t want to be, why can’t you just let me go?!?" I shouted at the top of my lungs. "Never." Deangelo’s visible eye glowed with flames. "You are mine, and I’m not letting you go until I find and kill your nasty old hag." He stepped aside, allowing me to enter the boathouse. His henchmen dragged me past a sleek motorboat, and I caught sight of a large black snake coiled up in the corner of the room. "Is that a…" I trailed off, staring at the dangerous-looking snake. "Yep, little peasant, that’s my pet boa," he grinned. "His name is Lucifer." He gestured to the henchmen, and they dumped me onto the ground. I

Author’s POV Dolores watched as Marco left the room, his head down and a sad expression on his face. She knew he would have done anything to save her, but Vincenzo's threats were not empty. She had seen what he was capable of, and she knew she had to do whatever he asked, or she would end up dead. "Get on your knees, you filthy whore," Vincenzo commanded, releasing his grip on her hair. Dolores did as she was told, dropping to her knees in front of him. Her eyes were fixed on the bulge in his pants, and she knew what he was going to ask her to do. She could see the hunger in his eyes, and the thought made her stomach turn. "Do you know how much money you cost me, you ungrateful slut?" Vincenzo questioned, his voice harsh. "I brought you here, saved you from that awful place, and this is how you repay me?" "Please, spare me, sir, I will make it up to you," she pleaded, her voice shaking with fear. "Yes, you will," he commented, his fingers undoing his pants. "You will suck