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Claimed by the mafia

Elena’s life takes a dark turn when she is forcibly taken by a ruthless mafia boss who claims her as his own. Trapped in a world of danger and luxury, she must navigate the complex power struggles of the criminal underworld while resisting her growing attraction to her captor. As secrets emerge and loyalties are tested, Elena finds herself caught between her desire for freedom and a dangerous passion that could cost her everything.
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Chapter 2

Madison POV

Evening came by so fast, I'm dressed up in a red knee length fitted gown that has a small slit by my right lap and a red heel shoe.

The car pulled to a halt and I walked down with Krystal. I stood before the building not knowing where I am.

“And where is this place Krystal?" I asked her immediately.

“Welcome to Golden lights Hotel and suit" she said with a grin on her face.

I squeezed my face at that crazy smile she had on.

“C'mon, let's go in..the fun isn't out here" she giggled and grabbed my hands before I could say a 'no' or a 'yes'.

Krystal pulled me into the hotel, there were flashing colored lights everywhere.

Bouncers by the entrance and even in,

Are they asking for invite or what?

One of them walked up to Krystal for which I don't know why.

She gave him a sexy smile off course and ran her hands up his hard chest.

Okay, she's tempting and I know.

Her body shape is more than enough for you to drool at.

I'm proud to have her as a Best friend.

Krystal to me is like a sister from another mother. We've known each other since high school and she has ever been loving.

“Welcome in sexy" he winked at her and turned to me.

I faked a smile at him then took steps walking into the main bar with Krystal.

The closer we got, the louder I heard I could hear this loud hip hop music play.

I bit my lower lip and walked in finally with Krystal..

What the??

Krystal has brought to a complete outrageous place.

“Isn't this beautiful? How does this place look?" She asked like she was reading my thoughts

“Damn girl, barbaric! It's completely atrocious” I replied and she laughed out.

"Must you exaggerate?" She rolled her eyes as I looked around and saw different women dressed half naked.

Half naked strippers giving men lap dance, and some pole dancing showing their big ass to the audience.

“This is not my place Krystal, I'd rather be studying f—” she interrupted my statement as she pulled me with her to the bar stand probably to get a drink.

" Trust me, you'd have fun” she winks at me then came back with a small glass of what I don't know.

She held the same glass in her hand and raised it up to me, " so let's cheers to the successful operation” she shrugged

" Yeah sure” I replied and then we clinged our glass together and heard this 'chan!' sound.

" Cheers!“ She exclaimed and emptied the whole content into her mouth.

I blinked rapidly at her and slowly sipped from my glass.

" Damn! What's this?“ I asked immediately as I stuck out my tongue and squeezed my face.

" Margarita…"

“Yikes, it tastes like Brandy, vodka and tequila all mixed together" I replied and she laughed out

“Damn.."

“Don't chicken out please" she sighed and then I emptied the rest of it's content into my mouth.

“Not that bad tho" I shrugged and a bright smile appeared on her face.

“That's it, that's what we are talking about" she exclaimed

“I bet this night is really gonna be fun" I smiled and Krystal walked away to get me another drink.

She walked back to me and handed my glass to me “let's go dance!"

With that being said, we went to the dance floor shaking our head like we used to do back then in highschool.

The music was playing really loud that I could hear the bass, Krystal and I kept dancing, dancing and dancing.

I had let the alcohol and the music get into my head.

Now I feel like a complete different person.

And this feeling is in ecstasy.

Zach Westley

The black Maserati GranTurismo pulled away before the hotel.

I've had enough already today and that's why I'm here with some of my men to chill out.

I walked down the car and made my way to the entrance, the bouncers around recognized me and made way for me to walk in.

“Lot of customers" Adrian said beside me with a side smile.

He had been my right hand man and my closet friend since childhood.

" There are more than a thousand way to make money this day, the money we will make from here tonight is not gonna bad, it can be used somehow somewhere” I replied.

" We are always making money from here, daily” he replied.

Yes, I own this hotel..

I walked in with my hands tucked into my pocket.

The moment I walked in, I made my way to the bar to get myself a drink.

The bar man came over immediately, he knows what I want “Here's your cold Brandy sir" he said and I took the glass into my hand to take a sip while I searched around with my eyes if I could see a lady…

“Anyone caught your attention yet?" Adrian asked as he sat beside me.

“Nope, not yet" I chuckled

Most of the ladies I could see just doesn't look like my taste.

They kinda look like brats..

“I suggest you call Melissa, she could do you so well” he suggested and I laughed

" Never, I don't want to get attached to Melissa” I replied

She's one of ladies I fvck, and that's making her get her hopes up that we'll get married someday and that will never work.

She really is hot, and annoying at the same time, difficult to understand things too.

" When we are talking about lady, Melissa isn't one..she is a b!tch” I replied

" Who else would you fvck that won't be?“ He replied with a side grin

" Whatever” I rolled my eyes

" I really don't want to handle little kids tonight, I've had a long hectic day” I grumbled as I clenched my fist.

"Yeah I know and Greg is responsible for it, we'll surely deal with that a*shole” Adrian replied and took a sip of his alcohol.

Greg had been my one time enemy, my rival.

He's a Russian Mafia that is always being a d!ckhead.

He would never mind his business but interfere with mine and that's what's pissing me off…

“I hope you have a good time tonight" Adrian said beside me and just then I saw a beautiful lady dancing with her friend I guess, she's dressed in a red gown that were revealing her beautiful body curves, she had this long blonde hair, beautiful smile that I fell for immediately.

I looked down at her fingers wondering if a lady as pretty as she is could be single,

Boom!

No wedding ring…

I wore a smile and was about to leave my seat until this sort of guy walked to her after her friend had left.

Was the guy trying to dance with her or what?

I felt angered immediately.

She had this irritated look on her face then shooed him away.

Nice one..

Madison POV

I found it irritating, this fat guy that smelled like what I don't know wanted to dance with me.

I couldn't imagine myself dancing with him so I sent him away.

Krystal had left me to get a drink, I'm waiting for her to come back.

Damn..

I don't think she will

She's standing elsewhere sucking the mouth of this stranger.

Eww.. Krystal.

I shook my head and continued dancing alone until my eyes met this guy, tall, light skinned and damn handsome.

Does this guy exist or I'm seeing things?

He looks really intimidating..

I don't need to be told…he looks wealthy and he's fvcking hot.

He made a wink and took walked further to me.

I let my hands fall down and my lips part slowly, I became speechless immediately he stood before me with his eyes staring intently into mine.

Right now I can't say anything, I feel senseless too.

And finally he spoke up, “Dancing alone huh sweetie?" He smiled and held my hands.

His palm is indeed soft, I stylishly rubbed my hands on his hands, his skin is also smooth.

“I've got a name, and I think I'm not" I replied

Zach Westley

She sarcastically replied and gave me a side smile.

“I lost my car keys, can I check your pants?" I asked her and her eyes went wide at my question.

She had this grin on her face as she slurs around her empty glass of alcohol.

“Who are you?" She asked as she took a step closer to me.

" Zach, I'm Zach Westley” I replied and she raised her brows at me

" I own the hotel sweetie” I replied

" It's Madison not sweetie, but you can call me anything you want” she replied as her hands ran down my chest.

“Your body is 70% water, and that makes me thirsty for you" I said as I wrapped my hands around her small tiny waist.

"Do you have a shovel? Because I'd be digging you" she said with a smirk

Damn.. she's got that vibes.

I felt my d!ck twitch at her words..I can't believe she's making me hard just with her words.

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