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Then, with deliberate slowness, he reached for a small black bottle from the table. “I thought you would prefer the gentle way. Guess I was wrong.”

His words cut through me like a knife. He crouched down in front of me, cupping my chin with his cold, cruel hands. His fingers dug into my skin, forcing my mouth open, and I gasped in horror as he tilted the bottle.

The liquid slid down my throat, burning, choking. My body convulsed in protest, but I couldn’t stop him. The poison — Deadly Nightshade. I had used it before. And now I was forced to take it. 

A year to live.

His smirk deepened as he let go of me, watching with sadistic pleasure as I gagged, my hands flying to my mouth.

Tears stung my eyes. The bitter, metallic taste of death filled my mouth, and I could do nothing but cry. My vision blurred as the poison coursed through me, but I couldn’t let go of my rage.

Francesco’s voice was low, almost gentle, as he spoke the words that felt like a death sentence. “Sometimes, the person you once loved may end up killing you,” he said, the twisted satisfaction in his voice unmistakable.

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But surrender is never simple in a game of power, revenge, and dangerous desire. Because this man doesn’t just want to own her — he wants to unmake her, unravel her, and turn her fire to ash.

And the most terrifying part? Find out!

The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose

With a heart full of excitement and a mind filled with evil thoughts, Marshall marched into the Casino. His head was held high as he found his way into the inner room. On his left side was Alice, his puppet. 


As they entered the subdued radiant room, Marshall lounged on the luxurious, leather-upholstered couch and exhaled a deep breath before Alice sat on his laps. 


She kissed him for a while before she broke from the kiss and opened her purse. She gave a devilish smile as she brought out a pack of cigarettes which she flaunted alongside a lighter. 


She lit it up and smoked a little before she poured the content into the air. She smirked and moved her hand backward when Marshall tried to share some with her. 


“You have to convince me,” Alice said, locking her eyes on Marshall's. 


24 ~ This Is Just The Beginning