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Darcy Raven, a name that sent shivers through the underworld's spine. Her notoriety was so pervasive that even the lowliest thug to the mightiest mafia leaders had either crossed paths with her or trembled at the mere mention of her name. 

  
While Darcy's primary claim to fame was her ruthless demeanor towards her adversaries, her secondary reputation thrived on her boy toys. Each passing day brought forth a new face that exited her private lounge. 

  
But what shall happen with an unexpected turn when this invincible mafia queen finds herself entrapped by an unanticipated emotion – love? The object of her affection? The docile-looking owner of a trendy café conveniently situated just beyond her base. Initially anticipating a fleeting encounter akin to countless others, Darcy soon discovers herself wrapped around by the café owner's fingers, surprising not only her expectations but those around her as well. 

 
"Do you wanna eat something?" 

"Yes, you."

Mafia Queen's Baby Boy

"Darcy! Why are you here?" Cayden's voice, though feeble, cut through the tense air, drawing Darcy's attention.

Her heart constricted with concern as she took in Cayden's poor state—that was solely due to her existence in his life. She silently scolded herself, wishing she had never crossed paths with him, knowing he wouldn't be suffering like that if they hadn't met.

"How sentimental and pathetic," Mr. Collins sneered, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "But unfortunately, I demand blood for blood." With a subtle gesture, he signaled his men to aim their weapons at Cayden, one of them loading his gun with lethal intent.

"NO!" Darcy screamed, prepared to rush to Cayden's aid, but a sudden blow to her calf sent her crashing to her knees. Strong hands seized her by the collar, pressing a gun against her temple, but Darcy was consumed by a single thought—to save Cayden at any cost.

When Your Heart Stings