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Sold to the highest bidder to pay off a blood feud, I never imagined I would be the pawn in my father's fatal game. Still, here I am before Enzo De Luca, the most vicious mafia leader in the city. Though appealing, he is cold, deliberate, and as lethal. Though my heart races just from his proximity, it is his touch that ignites me. My body betrays me and reacts to him in ways I am powerless over. And I melt as he softly, commandingly says my name.

Enzo loves neither me nor another. In his deadly kingdom, I am only another bargain, another transaction. But every time we are alone, the conflict between us snaps—desire becomes a terrible addiction. Although I detest him for everything he stands for, I yearn for the way he consumes me, body and soul.

He has made it quite evident—our marriage is more about power than love. Still, every angry gaze and every snatched moment in the shadow reveals something different. Benevolent underneath his icy façade lies something broken that appeals to the darkest sides of me. But depending on a man like Enzo may mean losing everything.

Bound to him now, for better or worse, I am caught in a world where loyalty is brittle and treachery carries a bullet. Our friendship gets more perilous the more truths about his empire I find. And as the past calls for us, I have to question myself: will our passion be the thing that ruins us both or can I survive loving a guy like Enzo De Luca?

Burning in his arms is me. But in his universe, I could roast alive.

OWNED BY MR MAFIA

The air was thick, damp, and suffocating. The fall had left me breathless, my body sprawled across the jagged ground. My mind swirled with pain and panic, the darkness pressing in from all sides. Somewhere nearby, I heard Enzo groan, his voice low and strained.

"Enzo," I called out, my voice hoarse. "Are you—are you okay?"

"I've been better," he replied, his tone clipped as he struggled to sit up. His silhouette loomed in the dim light filtering through cracks above us, his movements sharp with irritation and exhaustion. "But I'm alive. Are you hurt?"

"Just bruised," I murmured, though the sharp ache in my ribs said otherwise. "Where are we?"

He glanced around, his expression unreadable. "Underground. Some kind of lower cavern. I didn't know this place even existed."

"Well, congratulations," I said dryly, forcing myself upright despite the stabbing pain in my side. "You've discovered the worst tourist attraction in the city."

BENEATH THE ABYSS