Book 1 of the Moretti Chronicles
PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS "LAYLA", "The Girl Who Walked Into A Bar" 

I was so close, so close to coming when a knock on the door interrupted us. Emilio got up and licked his lips just as the door opened.

"Boss we have-" Luca started only to stop midsentence when he saw me sprawled out on the desk naked.

"I'm uh, I'm gonna go and let you guys finish up in here" Luca said exiting as quickly as he had entered.

Well shit.
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Layla Smith was alone in this world. Her mother died when she was 16 and having no father around, Layla had to drop out of high school to work and take care of herself, since she had no other family left. Now at the age of 21, she was barely making ends meet with her job as a waitress.


Emilio Moretti, at the age of 26 was feared by all. He left nothing but chaos and destruction in his wake. He was a very cold and ruthless man, but what else could you expect from the most notorious mafia boss.


What happens when Layla witnesses something she shouldn't have? Emilio is now left to choose whether she lives or die. Will she make it out alive or will Emilio succumb to his ruthless nature and do what he does best. Kill.

The Mafia King’s Possession

I haven't slept a wink. Too afraid that if I closed my eyes something bad would happen to me.

I don't know how long I've been locked up down here in this cell, with these men eyeing me.

Ever since I got kidnapped, it's like I have lost track of time. I honestly don't know how long I've been kidnapped for. It could be a week, a month or probably a year. Ok I know that I'm exaggerating, because obviously a year hasn't passed by. Or has it?

Every day I would wake up thinking that this was just a terrible nightmare, that I would wake up from. And every day I would be disappointed as I realized that this is my life now.

Sighing I took a look around my surrounding. It was so cold in here and the lights were dim. The smell was awful; this room had a stench of death. I wonder how many people had died down here. Could I be next?

There was nothing I could do as I sat on the hard concrete floor, awaiting my faith.

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