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

Angelo snatched his hand back, Nikolai's touch burned hotter than the metal of the gun had. "I don't mind blood," He found himself saying, he would just wash his hair tonight.

Nikolai took his wrist again, this time, he used it to pull Angelo to the side to shoot Bean in the neck. He was already bored of this, it was getting late and they still needed to eat dinner.

Angelo barely noticed the man choking on his own blood, hyper-focused on Nikolai's hold on him, it wasn't the kind of nauseating discomfort he got from most people touching him but it was unsettling all the same.

He sighed a silent sigh of relief when Nikolai let him go and slipped his gun into the inner pocket of his trench coat, rising to his feet.

The club was dead silent as they walked out, the hairs on the back of Angelo's neck were raised, certain that they would get shot in the back but none of that happened.

+Chapter 449+