I glared when his hand reached again to my neck. Our faces only an inch apart. His big hand was almost wrapping it whole. His thumb massaging my throat like a feather. "And when I thrust inside of you, I want to hear you scream my name. Every name of mine."

"Dante. Adriano. Sol. Di. Angelo." His thumb stroking the center of my neck while uttering every name he owned. His eyes hooded in heat, lust clouding the windows of his soul. "And when you cum, it'll be Dante you moan."

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Hailynn Fleury is a talented painter. Growing up as an orphan, she and her best friend Ethan, always wanted to get back to the people that helped and cared for them. When one of her friends convinced her to auction her paintings at one of her charity events, it didn't take much persuasion knowing the money would go to the orphanage. 

On the night of the auction, her future took another turn when she saw a handsome man holding a gun. Later finding out that he was a mafia boss with an intention of keeping her from thereon. 

Witnessing him pulling a trigger to someone would have been the mafia boss' wisest decision to never let her go. Except that he couldn't touch the girl knowing the promise he had with his cousin. Dreams of bedding the girl is no longer an option. But how will he treat his ragazza, really?

Find out how both of their lives took a turn- with the aspiring artist and the Italian mafia boss.

Mafia King

I commented as I eyed the whole architecture of the club. I just had a tour of the place. It was nearly done and just the finishing touches left. 


“Thank you for trusting us, Mr. Di Angelo.” Jason Myers, who I trusted to handle the construction of my club, offered his hand. I reached for it and shook his hand. 


“I am impressed with the services and the quality of your work. Mr. Ranallo suggested a really great company for me to trust with the construction of my club. I admit I very much like it." 


“It’s an honor, Mr. Di Angelo. I think by next week we're done with the finishing touches so if you want any additional requests, we can add it right away.” 


“No, no, I'm good. I'm completely satisfied.” My hand rubbing my chin as I ponder. I must admit I’m happy with what they’ve done so far. 


He nodded. “Your club will be up and running in no time.” 


Chapter 18