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

“Mr. Di Angelo.” I got up abruptly from my seat beside Hailynn’s bed. 


Doctor Rogers stood by the door of the hospital room. His face was relaxed with a slight smile on his face. I assume right away that Hailynn is fine. I sauntered towards him while trying to calm myself. 


“Your wife is fine and stable now.” 


I frowned either way with the news. “Why did she faint? I don't think this is one of her symptoms, right? This is the first time she fainted.” 


“Right. This is due to stress and mild depression. Although this is normal in pregnancy, I still advise you to be careful and take care of her. This is a crucial and delicate stage.” My frown deepened. 


“Is it normal for her to be so emotional?” Remembering how she suddenly found me aggravating. I don’t even know what I did wrong. And if I did, how would I know if she won't tell me? 


Chapter 28