BOUND TO THE MAFIA LORD

TRIGGER WARNING: This book contains physical harm, torture, explicit contents including- Dark themes, erotic sex scenes, non consensual situations. And mature topics including trauma, loss. While this is a romance story, READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. - - - - - - - - - - - - "You're mine now," he breathed those words on my neck, his hands trailing down my body and stopping only to linger on my thighs. "I'm Axel Salvatore Rossi. And whatever I want- I get." * * * * * Bound to a man she barely knew, Olivia is confined to a world of games and organized crime. After her sister steals a priceless item, she's left to pay- with her existence being tied with the mafia lord, Axel. What starts as an unexpected encounter turns out to be something more. Passion ignites, past secrets are revealed, and an ex lover knocks at the door to interrupt a new beginning. Olivia must make a choice- play the game, or fight the players who play dirty...

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Chapter 5

AXEL SALVATORE ROSSI

She was right in front of me.

The traitor.

The one who'd broken the omertà.

Isabella...

I narrowed my eyes, trying to see if I was hallucinating. But I wasn't. She stood there, right in front of me, held firmly by my number one enemy and rival- La Mano Nera.

"I told you I had good news, Ace." The dirty old thug smacked his lips, trying to forcefully pin down Isabella who'd become another version of the one I knew.

She wrestled in his arms, heavy grunts escaping her lips as she fought hard to break free. Her whole body was a mess. Scars and fresh wounds lingered everywhere. I knew she'd been tortured.

I took a step forward, gritting my teeth together as I stared right through her. I only needed one thing from her. "Where's the item?"

She raised her gaze to me, her lips pressed together. Her eyes blazed with fury and I was surprised. Was she annoyed? I was the one who was supposed to be angry. I could kill her right there.

She bit down her lips and grunted. "Where is my sister?"

Olivia. So, she knew she was here.

I scoffed, kissing my teeth with my tongue. "Why? What do you-''

"-You need to let Olivia go right now!"

I hated being interrupted or yelled at, and she knew. I raised my right hand to her face, slapping her hard across both cheeks. Twice.

"You little slut." I growled, clenching my fists as I tried to refrain myself from hitting her the second time. The pressure from the hit threw her hair down her face, covering half of it.

Viper strolled in, grabbing my arm to pull me away. "You shouldn't be the one doing this."

I turned my face away, my anger slowly building up. And the fear... the tension... the feelings I had knowing that item was still out there somewhere. And the fact that she remained silent about it.

La Mano Nera's husky voice tore through the air, refusing to let the tension die down before increasing it with his words. "I have a deal for you, Ace. That's why I'm here."

I creased my forehead, tightening the towel around my waist. "I don't need any fucking deals." I huffed, "I need the item she stole."

"It's right here." He tapped his pockets slightly, giving me an awkward smirk. "She gave it to me. And now I'm going to give it back to you, but only at a little price."

That damn motherfucker. He was as cunning as a fox.

"What's your deal?" Viper broke in, and I could sense the hint of impatience he had. It was building inside of me too.

He gave another smirk. "I'll give this to you." He pulled out the item from his pocket, waving it in my face. I couldn't believe it. My whole life was back in his hands, and then I heard him slowly add. "In return, you'll give me the girl."

The girl?

I furrowed my brows, and then exchanged looks with Viper who appeared just as confused.

"What girl?"

"Olivia!"

That was Isabella. She yelled so hard it felt like the roof of my mansion was about to be brought down.

I rushed to her, my hands grabbing her hair as she yelped in pain. She was trying to outsmart me, to see if her sister was right in my possession.

"You fucking-''

"-Stop it, Ace." Viper pulled me away from her roughly, while La Mano Nera gave her another smack.

My chest burned with fury. And the next thing I heard was the door opening, and I knew who it was without looking back.

Olivia ran out, wrapped only in a towel with her hair dripping in trails behind her. I turned my gaze to her, my eyes flashing with fury as she met them.

What was she doing out here? Wearing nothing but a towel that stopped just above her thighs, exposing the perfect sexy legs she had. And with the men around too...

I didn't want her there. La Mano Nera could take her. And there was nothing I'd be able to do. He had something he could use to blackmail me.

Where was Rosa? And why wasn't she keeping her locked in?

"Isabella?"

Her voice conveyed sadness, and a hint of relief. I watched both sisters stare at each other, tears threatening to fall down their cheeks. Although Isabella had been crying for a while.

"Isabella, I-''

I pulled her back immediately. She tried to reach for her sister, but it wasn't happening. Not under my watch. My hands went straight to her wrist, pulling her back forcefully as she tried to move.

She winced in pain from my touch, and then turned to me, her eyes pleading and twitching. "Please, I- I need my sister."

Rosa rushed in, panting and holding her chest to catch her breath. Her eyes widened when she saw me gripping Olivia firmly, and she pleaded with her eyes.

I pushed Olivia into her hold roughly, making sure she held her down and without making her towel fall off.

"Take her back in." I ordered, my voice thundering.

"No! You can't do this."

"Axel, leave her alone!" Isabella cried, her hands were being tied behind her back by my men while Rosa tried to pull Olivia away. But she was fighting so hard to stay.

Both sisters were getting on my very last nerves. And it was infuriating.

"I want the girl." He repeated, this time, more firmly. My eyes traced his hands as they pointed in a particular direction- her direction.

I forced the name out of my mouth, my thoughts turning into a thick fog. "Olivia?"

He nodded.

Olivia's eyes widened, but she didn't stop trying to reach out for her sister. My poor kitty didn't even know the danger she was in.

He needed Olivia in return for the item. I swallowed hard, feeling a lump in my throat refusing to be forced down.

"I'm taking my sister with me." Isabella uttered, shooting me a determined gaze as she fought to break free from the ropes. "I'd rather give her to La Mano Nera than allow her to be with you."

That was how much she hated me. And I knew why. All the nasty things I'd done to her were part of the reason she held so much resentment.

"Give him the girl."

I heaved a deep sigh. Hearing Viper utter that without hesitation felt like an order I couldn't resist. But it was impossible.

I turned to La Mano Nera. "You'd have to choose someone else." I blurted out, and heard a scowl from Viper, "Or something else."

Viper walked up to me, his lips whispering in my ear. "What the fuck are you doing, Ace?"

La Mano Nera chuckled, a heavy smile dancing at the corner of his lips as he pushed forward, eyes fixed on me. "I don't want anything else. I want the pure virgin-''

"-Don't fucking try to complete that sentence." I spat in his face, my fingers inches away from digging into his bulgy eyeballs. "You can't have Olivia, and that's final."

Isabella sounded out of breath when she parted her lips, and I saw a vein throbbing in her forehead. "You have no right over my sister!"

I scoffed, running my hand through my hair in restrained anger. "You know what? You can have her."

I turned to Olivia, still in Rosa's hold, but already standing still without a fight. I watched her tremble and then hesitate for a moment, probably unsure of what to do.

Viper walked towards her, his hands trying to pull her by the wrist as she fought back.

"Let go of me!"

"Leave her alone!" He swerved back to glare at me, but I stood unfazed, "He's not taking her," I pointed in another direction, my hands leading their gazes to where Isabella knelt, bound in thick ropes. "She's going back with him."

Fear crept into Olivia's eyes. She shook her head vehemently, trying to disapprove of my decision.

"No. You can't take my sister away-''

"-Take her back into the room, Rosa. Right now!"

Rosa shuddered, bowing slightly as she tried to pull Olivia away without much success and so much difficulty. It was surprising to see how strong she was even with her petite body.

Rosa tried to coerce her. "Let's go in, dear."

"I want my sister," she kept crying, her voice shaking with emotion. "Isabella..."

Her cry was a heartbreaking sound, but I hardened my heart. I couldn't be seen falling.

Isabella's voice grew thicker. "You're going to regret this, Axel."

I signaled at my men, and they rushed to her side, pulling her by the hair and tightening the ropes on her. She squeezed her eyes shut, a gut- wrenching scream exiting her lips. Olivia kept screaming with fright. She gasped repeatedly, sounding like she was struggling to breathe.

"You made the wrong decision, Ace."

I couldn't care less about what La Mano Nera was saying. I knew my choice had a price. He didn't have to remind me.

Somehow, Olivia managed to break free from Rosa, and I saw her rush over to Isabella, her figure running past me.

Anger flooded through my veins.

How dare she disrespect me?

I grabbed her with one hand, just as she was about to hug her sister. And with all the fury and contempt I felt, I slapped her hard across the face.

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For four years, Ember traced the bullet scar on Chace's chest, believing it proved his unwavering protection. Their anniversary gala was supposed to be the night he finally proposed, a symbol of their future. Instead, she stood frozen, watching him slide his mother's sapphire onto Karyn Warren's finger—the daughter of a rival family. His voice, amplified by the silent ballroom, declared, "Karyn is for power. Ember is for pleasure. Don't confuse the assets." Her heart incinerated. Publicly humiliated, she was ordered to remain his mistress, threatened with her dead mother's grave. Chace, confident her father's debts trapped her, forced her from their shared penthouse. He then used a fake "Help. Sick." text to lure Ember to a club, only to humiliate her further, calling her "loyal like a dog." Karyn ordered a soldier to "touch" Ember while Chace watched, indifferent. With no other choice, Ember drank a punishment cup containing wine she was severely allergic to. She collapsed, suffocating on the club floor, as Chace and Karyn watched, annoyed. Waking in a sterile hospital room, her throat raw, she faced Chace's cold relief and Karyn's dismissive cruelty. The betrayal was absolute, the injustice sickening. But moments before, in her despair, Ember had invoked a Blood Oath. She texted Keith Mosley, the ruthless Don, accepting his price for her father's debt: marriage. She would become his, and she was ready to pay.

Mafia Modern Romance

8.5

Apex Bloom

8.5

Apex Bloom This is the definitive "Rags to Riches" journey of a woman who was treated as disposable, only to return and conquer the most dangerous man in the underworld. Apex Bloom isn't just a title; it is Franco's survival game-a lethal, high-stakes gauntlet designed to chew up the weak and spit out the broken. Lolita wasn't supposed to survive it; she was supposed to be another casualty. Instead, she broke the game and took the man who created it. The Disposal Lolita begins as a woman discarded. Betrayed by her husband, Lyle, she is stripped of everything and thrown into the gutters of London. She is left with nothing but her wits in a world designed to erase her. Lyle didn't just leave her; he disposed of her like a spent asset, assuming she would quietly disappear. He was wrong. Entering the Game: Franco Rossi In the wreckage of her life, Lolita is forced into the Apex Bloom-the brutal survival game orchestrated by Franco Rossi. Franco is the underworld's apex predator, a man who believes in a world of absolute Darwinian ruthlessness. His game is designed to test the limits of human endurance, and he expects Lolita to be a pawn, a victim, or a fleeting distraction. Breaking the Architect Lolita doesn't just play Franco's game; she dismantles it. Using her brilliant mind and a newfound, weaponised confidence, she turns the Bloom into her own instrument of ascent. But her most calculated victory is over Franco himself. Through an intoxicating display of dominant power and erotic prowess, Lolita targets the man behind the machine. She doesn't just win; she breaks Franco's stoic, masculine code, forcing a full surrender of his will. She seduces the power away from the enforcer, turning the architect of the game into her most devoted subject. She proves that her dominance isn't just about force-it's about a total, soul-deep conquest that leaves the city's most dangerous man kneeling at her feet. The Rags to Riches Ascent The journey from a discarded wife to the Queen of the Apex Bloom is paved with the ruin of those who underestimated her. Lolita uses her sexuality and her intellect as twin blades, seizing the wealth and the territories of the men who thought they were players. By the time the dust settles, she has achieved unimaginable riches and undisputed authority, standing at the head of an empire built on the shattered remains of Franco's former life. The Final Sovereignty The book concludes with Lolita standing at the absolute summit. Her marriage to Franco in the Cotswolds is the ultimate victory lap-a coronation where the man who once ran the game now serves its new Queen. They are bound by blood and law, but it is Lolita who holds the reins. The story ends with The Syndicate, the global masters of the underworld, watching in shock. They thought they were dealing with another street-level syndicate; instead, they have found a woman who took the most lethal survival game in existence and made it her own.

Adventure Mafia Romance

8.7

GLACIER TRUCE

8.7

Meet Two different Families. They are the two most dangerous Mafias in the whole of Italy, across Sicily and to this day, no other clan stands a chance against them. First Family. Name: Cactus Clan Name: Nightshade Clan Godmother, Serena, the head of the clan. A woman who is feared even by powerful men. She's a definition of craziness. She's well know for being a crazy witch that nobody wants to mess with. Erica, 25 years old, the first daughter, another witch who took after their mother without any single difference in character. She is very obedient to the core as she follows whatever their mother says without bothering to think about it. She's a badass fighter and can't go a day without spilling blood. Venetta, 23 years old. Second daughter and the craziest girl you might ever encounter. You can never understand her mood. It fluctuates... one minute she's smiling, the next second she's something else...and the reason is she's a drug addict. She sniffs like her life depends on it. Jazzlyn, 21 years old. She has no single similarity to her other siblings. Not like she was hated but she wasn't loved like the others. She was not allowed to go to any mission because she wasn't trained and was regarded as weakling. Her offense was that she had a weak heart. She had never gotten things right. She has badly wanted to train, wanted to go to mission but it was basically her fault and nobody's that she wasn't good. She keeps on trying and still can't. She can't even handle a gun. She was always left out during missions. One crazy thing she enjoys doing is cutting herself. She loves making herself bleed. * Second Family. Name: Truce. Clan Name: Hades fruit Clan Godfather, Padrino. The only one who's not scared of Serena. Instead he's also feared by everyone and every other clan in Italy, except Serena's though. Renzo, First Son, 25 years old. A playboy, bully and a dangerous killer. Padrino trust him more than anyone in the world cos he does not believe in love. Ace, second son, 24 years old. He's a playboy also and a drug addict. He went schooling in the states and ended up making a transfer back to Italy. He's a nice person and at the same time cold. And then we have, Glacier. 24 years old. He is merely a tool. Crazy, right? The son of Padrino, a tool? He's the most hated one in the family and clan. Even though he's one of them. He was never trained, not even how to defend himself but surprisingly, he had his first kill at the age of ten. He gets beaten up even when Renzo and Ace makes the mistakes. He gets beaten like a thief and he was used to the countless and ugly bruises all over his body. He doesn't talk, always alone, a weirdo. Amidst all this, Glacier is a strikingly handsome young man. He is the very definition of what it means to be devoid of mercy. He has no heart....he has been taught never to smile, laugh or frown. His expression is always unreadable. No one can decrypt his thoughts. After his first kill at the age of ten which was a shock to Padrino, he started leading every mission and decides who will accompany him. Everyone knows better to avoid his wrath, except for Renzo, who never backs down, though he is no match for Glacier. * Everything is all about competition to both families. Both families are sworn enemies for reasons unknown and they succeeded in passing the hatred on and on to their children. In a single word, they are bloody enemies and there's even a rule guiding that. A Nightshade must not be seen getting intimate with an Hades fruit and vice versa. They shouldn't be seen talking or chitchatting. They should keep hating on each other. Now let's talk about the school they all attend... Acme University. The school popular slogan which was common among the students is if you can't beat the rich, melt away. Acme University is an institution where the sons and daughters of the wealthy and powerful Mafia families ruled the halls. This elite school was notorious for its lax academic standards And rampant bullying, where family connections and social hierarchy dictated the pecking order there. At the top of the food chain were the *Capi*, the heirs to the most powerful Mafia families[Hades fruit Clan and Nightshade Clan] Below the Capi were the *Sottocapi*, the children of mid-level Mafia families, who aspired to climb the ranks and gain favor with the Capi. The *Bourgeoisie*, the offspring of wealthy business families, often caught between loyalty to their families and the allure of Mafia power. At the bottom of the hierarchy were the *Plebeians* Let's stop here.... A war begins. But what happens when this war transforms into something unexpected, something forbidden? What dark secrets will be revealed? Curious to find out where the dark forbidden romance comes from. You can't miss this book for anything.

Mafia Modern Romance

7.3

Her Tormentor ( Sinfully his.)

7.3

Take her." " Aunt!" A horrified gasp followed. " Do you mean it ?" A deep gruffly voice questioned. His voice was dripping with malice and beneath his eyes he gazed at the girl figure mostly on her bra straps and her ass slightly shot out. What if the deal you made turned into an unimaginable mistake beyond your control?. Several deals can be made in life , but one can either change or ruin your life . . Ixora was sold as a commodity to loan shark. No she was replaced with the debts of her greedy and wicked Aunt , Clarice . She was sold as a toy. Not knowing whose master to serve . Ixora found herself in the most dangerous clan in Spain as a sex toy. A toy that warms it's master bed and satisfy its master primal urges. A toy the master discard however and whenever he likes. A toy with no say or doing. Mafia's are everywhere , dangerous and wealthy. They own everything. Money , wealth , power belongs to them. They were dreaded so much that normal peasants like Adrianna never wanted to come across with them.. But Ixora ended up as a sex toy in a devil harem . The most dangerous harem in the whole of Spain. How did she end up this way? . Why is fate so cruel to her. At the age of twenty she is being sold out as a sex toy and worse , on her birthday!!!! ~ Hades Kings , the most dangerous Mafia Don in Spain. The King of Mafia's heirs. He is ruthless than the devil himself. His jawline line sharp and well chiseled , his features irresistibly seductive. It can break every wall of your resistance and his dark gray eyes that carried so much power within them . Hades who we call DIABLO [ DEVIL] , A SADISTIC AND CRUEL PSYCHOPATH Hades King is the leader of Kings empire , Kings Villa , Kings airline , King's brewery, King's publishing house , King's foodies a popularly know global restaurant and various more companies you can imagine. He got wealth at his feet and power in his grasp. Women's flooded themselves around him shamelessly . The men looked unto him with envy. But Hades has a dark past. One that hadn't been noticed by anyone yet and he is not ready to share it with anyone. IN HIS WORLD, WHERE, : El amo es traición (LOVE IS TREASON~) El cariño es quinididad (AFFECTION IS INQUITY~) La devoción es mortal (DEVOTION IS DEADLY ~) Hades got entangled with all these .

Action Mafia Modern

9.2

Just A Placeholder: Dying For His Mistress

9.2

I stood on the tarmac clutching white magnolias, watching the man I loved hand his loyalty to the woman born to destroy me. Dante Cavallaro, the Ruthless Underboss, didn't just leave me for Sofia Moretti. He revealed that for two years, I wasn't his lover. I was a human shield. The heavy iron bangle he forced me to wear wasn't a gift for my protection. "It's a Malocchio anchor," he sneered as I lay paralyzed on the floor. "It drains the wearer's luck to keep Sofia healthy. You are just the filter." My body began to rot from the inside out, my nerves dying one by one. When I was finally on my deathbed, unable to move or speak, Dante didn't cry for me. He cried because his tool was broken. He forced the cursed bangle onto his own wrist, begging the universe to keep me alive so I could continue to suffer in Sofia's place. "Please," he sobbed into my sheets. "Don't leave me alone with the bad luck." I used my last breath to make a wish—not for him, but for my freedom. I closed my eyes and died. Exactly one hour later, Dante's phone rang. It was his father. "Sofia just collapsed," he said. "Her heart just stopped." I was the vessel. And now that I was gone, the poison had come home to the King.

Action Mafia Romance

8.7

Mafia's Forbidden Touch

8.7

Synopsis: She thought she could forget him by morning. She was wrong. Catherine Moretti wanted to escape her past. As the daughter of a powerful mafia boss, her life was full of danger, lies, and control. So she ran, hoping to start over, far from the world she was born into. But one reckless night turned her life upside down, just to find out later she's pregnant with the hot Italian stranger's baby, the one she spent the night with! Now, she's pulled back into the mafia world, only this time, into Nico's. She ran from one mafia king... and ended up in the arms of his enemy However, Nico isn't the kind of man you walk away from. And in his world, one night can turn into forever.

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BOUND TO THE MAFIA LORD

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