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

With a sleepy pregnant woman on my side, I drove towards the hospital with ease. Also a bit excited since we’re going to find out the gender of the twins. Although Leo and I already knew that they are going to be boys. 


It was rare for the Ranallo bloodline to give birth to a girl. Cara was the only woman in our generation. Before that, it was our grandmother. 


“Amore, wake up. We’re here.” I started to carefully unfasten her seatbelt as she was slowly opening her eyes. 


“Do you want me to carry you?” I said as she was staring at me groggily. 


She immediately pinched my cheek so hard. “Amore, these days I have already bruises all over my body. Maybe the next time we come here, I’m already in the emergency room.” 


She scowled. “It’s because you’re annoying.” She then opened the door and stepped out of the car. 


Chapter 32