Blurb

I felt his lips brush against my earlobe, a soft brush that suddenly made my toes curl. His breath lingered on my neck before he finally whispered, "I own you Crystal. The sooner you get to accept that the better for you. I'll make sure you submit yourself to me, be it the hard way or the easy way. And I'll break this ego of yours. I promise you"

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  He was her beast and she was his beauty. He was addicted and she was his favourite drug. He was a sinner and she was his sin. 
 
In the blink of an eye, Crystal sees her entire life crumble with the death of her parents and she is forced to take a job that she would never have thought off to make ends meet for her and her sister and pay of her gambling father's debt to a crime boss-- being a stripper.

Just a glance on the doe-eyed milk skin beauty swinging her hips seductively on the pole and Leonardo already knew he had to have her as his. He had to claim her for himself. But he was everything she hated. She despised him and loathed his existence for the pain and anguish he had caused her and her sister.

  She swore never to succumb to him but what she didn't know was that he was also determined to show her that he would earn a place in her heart and life.

A Mafia's Obsession

Crystal's pale hands slowly tried moving across the sheets of her bed. But it was barred by a pain so excrutiating it caused her eyes to fly open in an instant. 


 Every part of her body was screaming pain. How did she come to feel so much pain? 


It exploded within her skull, trying to suck her back into her shadowy abyss of darkness. 


Her vision was blurry and her head seemed heavy. It spinned like a roller blade that had lost its control. 


A beep accompanied by another beep was heard. She whopped her head to see the foreign device causing that noise she felt was annoying like a bug. 


A shaky breath escaped Crystal's parted lips as her eyes locked with the various medical equipments that were placed like barriers next to her bed. 


 Intravenous injections were pierced into her rigid arms. She made another weak attempt to move but it felt like her joints were glued together, incapable of separating. 


Chapter 19