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Elijah Sinclair is the youngest and most ruthless CEO in the city, known for his arrogance, cunning business tactics, and an ego the size of his billion-dollar empire. He doesn't take no for an answer—until he crosses paths with a dangerous man who couldn't care less about his money or influence.

Dante Moretti, the feared heir to the Moretti Mafia, is cold, merciless, and used to people cowering before him. That is until he meets Elijah, a man who refuses to back down, even when a gun is pointed at his head. What starts as a dangerous game of threats and defiance soon turns into something neither of them expected—attraction.

Now, with both their worlds colliding, Elijah finds himself in the middle of a deadly mafia war, and Dante finds himself doing something he swore he never would—falling for a cocky CEO who makes his blood boil in more ways than one.

Will their love survive betrayal, gunfire, and a whole lot of stubborn pride? Or will their worlds tear them apart before they can even admit their feelings?

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Elijah took a leisurely sip of his whiskey, completely unfazed by the armed men surrounding him. "You know," he mused, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, "when someone invites me to a meeting, I usually expect dinner. Not death threats."

Dante leaned forward, his dark eyes gleaming with amusement. "Most men would be begging for their lives right now."

"Most men aren’t me." Elijah smirked.

A slow grin spread across Dante's face. "You're either fearless or an idiot, Sinclair."

"Or maybe I just enjoy pissing off men with superiority complexes."

A chuckle rumbled from Dante’s chest. Dangerous. Deep. Amused. "I should kill you for that."

Elijah raised an eyebrow. "You won’t."

Dante tilted his head. "Oh? And why not?"

Elijah leaned forward, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Because I think you like me, Moretti."

For the first time in years, Dante was speechless.

And that was how Elijah Sinclair, the most arrogant CEO in the city, became the unexpected obsession of the Mafia’s most feared heir.

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The Mafia's Boyfriend or The Dangerous Lover

The docks were eerily quiet, the scent of saltwater thick in the air. Crates of illegal shipments lined the pier, stacked high like a maze of shadows. Elijah adjusted his earpiece. "Positions?"

Dante's voice came through. "North side, overlooking the entrance."

Nathan responded next. "South end, near the containers."

Luca's voice was laced with amusement. "Dead center. Where else would I be?"

Elijah exhaled. Luca was their bait, the one thing that could draw Lorenzo out. But something in the air felt wrong.

Elijah's blood ran cold. "That wasn't us."

Dante cursed. "We're compromised."

Before Elijah could react, the shadows exploded with movement. Gunfire erupted from all sides. Lorenzo's men were already here—waiting.

Nathan slammed Luca against the car, gripping his collar. "Do you have any idea what you've done?"

Luca grinned, a drop of blood on his lip. "Oh, I think I do."

Nathan's fists clenched. "You just put a target on your back."

Luca leaned in. "Then I guess you'll just have to catch me first."

Nathan hesitated, his fingers tightening.

The Betrayal Unfolds