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"How does it feel to submit Jade, how does it feel to kneel at the feet of your owner," he asked, in a low voice that rumbled like the storm.

Raising my head, I stared at him defiantly, knowing deep down that I was consciously breaking his rule and that I would be punished for it. I smirked. "It feels like I'm going to have to return the favor once I get out of here".

His lips twisted into a dark smile, his eyes glowing in the darkened space as his gaze lingered on me. I couldn't move or breathe. "You're never getting out of here."

Jade wanted one thing only: to become the Mafia king. Betrayed by her half-brother, she flees for her life but gets trapped in the hands of hunters until she is rescued by Dearil Vaughn, a sadist with a chaotic wolf that feeds off torture and destruction. To survive his dangerous games, she'd have to learn to submit and keep her heart in a place where his cold hands couldn't reach. It was supposed to be easy, but Dearil was much harder to resist.

Jade calmed Dearil's wolf, so he was never going to let her go, especially since she was the only beacon of light in his dark world where he'd been rejected by both blood and foes... But winning her heart proves difficult, especially when the monsters within him are too hard to tame. 

It was war! A war between two contenders who planned to come out as winners.

IMPRISONING HIS MAFIA QUEEN

His golden eyes collided with mine and despite the mind game I was playing, my heart stuttered in my chest. Blinking, I dragged my gaze further down and got hooked on his lush red lips. I could still feel their pressure on my lips. It was as if he'd never stopped kissing me, and I didn't know what was wrong with me, but I wanted to relive that moment again. It had been vengeful, it had been forceful but I wanted to feel it. After all, I lived for the thrill. 


My whole body ached but I accepted it as the consequence of riling him up. He'd been feral, the fury of his anger unrivaled, but it was also sweet, he'd killed a man for me, and he'd apologized even tho he knew what I did was for a selfish reason. 


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