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

The next day, I woke up earlier to catch up with Leandro for his morning run. I know it’s about damn time that I do that. I only slept for a few hours but I really wanted to do this so I could have a chance to talk to him. 


I was the first one to come down so I waited for him in the kitchen while grabbing a bottle of water. A few minutes later, I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I walked out of the kitchen and met him down the stairs. 


His eyebrows raised in surprise as soon as he saw me. “Morning, Dylan. You’re up early.” His statement was more of a question as he looked at me inquisitively. 


I shrugged. “Yeah, I figured I’d join you today.” 


Leandro didn’t hide his joy and showed me a huge grin. “I’m glad. Come on.” He said, nodding towards the front door. 


Chapter 92