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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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Excerpt:

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

Bullets tore through the night air. The docks, once silent, were now a battlefield. Elijah ducked behind a stack of crates, his breath sharp as he assessed the chaos.

Dante fired from above, taking out two of Lorenzo's men before shouting into his earpiece. "We need to pull back!"

Luca, pinned near the center of the ambush, let out a sharp laugh. "Retreat? Where's the fun in that?"

Elijah growled. "Luca, get out of there—"

A figure emerging from the shadows.

Luca turned, eyes locking onto Nathan, and for the first time, his usual smirk faltered.

Dante cursed. "Nathan, what the hell are you doing?!"

Nathan's expression was unreadable, but his grip on the gun never wavered. "I told you," he said evenly. "Luca's always been a mistake."

Nathan stood at the edge of the bridge, staring at the city lights below. Luca leaned beside him, a cigarette hanging from his lips.

"You gonna tell me why you called me here?" Luca asked.

Nathan exhaled slowly. "I made my choice."

Nathan turned to him. "I can't protect you."

Luca chuckled, but there was no humor in it. "You were never supposed to."

Nathan swallowed hard, his fingers twitching at his side. "Luca, if you keep going down this path—"

Luca cut him off. "Then what? You'll kill me?"

Because deep down, he didn't know.

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