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

“Don’t make me come there, Vassily. War will arise if you do not listen to me.” Cara dared. 


Vassily only gritted his teeth at my sister’s blatant response. 


Vassily then chuckled. “Don’t make me laugh, Cara. You risk for war because of Angelo’s idiotic choices.” 


“Whatever makes my brother happy, I will support it. Even if I break our alliance. Sol is my blood. That’s all that matters.” 


He closes his eyes in frustration and looks away. 


“I better hear news that you’re going home tomorrow.” The line went dead right after. He threw his phone to the bed. 


I know Cara will never let me down so this conversation was no surprise. 


“Even if you’re safe from me, there are always others who will come after you.” 


“I know. That’s my problem to deal with, Vassily.” 


He surprisingly nodded. We became silent with no one wanting to start a conversation so I decided to leave him alone. 


Chapter 36