Aryna_Stan

AN 18+ ALPHA MAFIA SERIES
BOOK 1# CAPTIVE MATE
BOOK 2# RUNAWAY MATE
BOOK 3# DANGEROUS MATE
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Caspian is the heir to Moonstone Pack but when his parents die, he’s cheated out of his birthright and treated like a prisoner. He decides to leave, running off to Haines City to start a new life. 
His plans are instantly cut short when he's kidnapped and auctioned off, and he is bought by none other than one of the Mafia Kings running the city, Asher Knight.

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Asher shrugged his coat off, the heavy outfit falling to the ground with an audible thud.
Caspian watched this happen in apprehension, Mafia King Asher had looked huge with the coat on, and with the coat off, there wasn’t much of a difference.
“Come here,” He ordered calmly, the earrings in his ears visible with his dark red hair slicked back.
Caspian shook his head again, he had no intention of speaking, ever. Because that would only give away his gender.
“I don’t like to repeat myself, Omega.” His voice darkened.
Caspian’s heart thudded painfully in his chest in fear, he really didn’t want to get anywhere near the Alpha.
He eyed the window longingly before forcing himself to take a step forward, then another, and another…
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THIS IS AN 18+ MAFIA STORY SO IT WILL INCLUDE VIOLENT AND MATURE THEMES, READ WITH CAUTION.

Captive Mate BL

Nikolai didn't push further, amused. He waited until Angelo was done eating before leaving, his men waiting to take out the empty tray.

Angelo spent the whole day asleep so Nikolai didn't expect the assassin to go right back to sleep, and even though he could have sat right in the room and watched Angelo in person, he was curious about what he would do in his absence.

So Nikolai made his way to the living room, lit up a cigar and tuned in to the cameras in Angelo's room like it was a sitcom.

The assassin had risen from the table and was currently rifling through the dresser in the room. Nikolai wondered what he was searching for, noting the towel thrown over the mirror.

He wasn't curious for long because Angelo soon held a brush, the assassin was methodical as he brushed his hair, starting from the tips all the way to the top of his head.

+Chapter 427+