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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 gunshot cracked through the night, sharp and final.

Elijah flinched, expecting pain. But it wasn't his blood that spilled.

One of Lorenzo's men collapsed, a bullet straight through his skull.

"Elijah, move!" Dante yelled, dragging him behind cover as more gunfire erupted.

Elijah's mind raced. Nathan had taken the shot—but he hadn't aimed at him.

Dante moved like a predator, his gun spitting fire as he cut through Lorenzo's guards. Elijah followed close behind, his own shots precise and deadly. The air was thick with smoke and blood.

They had one objective: Get to Luca.

"Sinclair and Moretti have breached the north wing!"

Lorenzo's voice responded, cold and calm. "Then kill them before they get any closer."

Elijah exchanged a look with Dante. "We need to move faster."

Dante reloaded. "Then let's finish this."

Nathan moved through the shadows, taking down guards with brutal efficiency. His heart pounded as he approached the room where Lorenzo was holding Luca.

But Lorenzo was already waiting for him.

"Well, well," Lorenzo mused, his gun trained on Luca. "Looks like you finally made your choice."

Nathan clenched his jaw. "Let him go."

Lorenzo smirked. "And what do I get in return?"

Nathan raised his gun. "Your life—if you're smart."

Lorenzo laughed. "Oh, Nathan. You were always predictable."

Bullets and Betrayals