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

Ever since my cousin gave up the mafia and chose to live peacefully with his new family, I made sure no one dared to harm them. Sol was the face of our mafia although ironically, he was careful not to let anyone be familiar with his face. He was a prudent man. As much as he could, he wanted to avoid war or anything that would bring harm to the family. He was more like my padre who chose peace and order rather than conflict among mafias. 


However, that wasn’t enough to avoid greed and envy from others. In the end, he still managed to attract enemies. Our name and reputation was no different than royalty in our world. Just an utter of our name, people no doubt will know. 


Chapter 41 : Mafia Queen Book II