MAFIA DESIRE

In the city where power was inherited through bloodshed and silence, love was the most dangerous liability of all. She emerged from the shadows like a secret the underworld had failed to bury-elegant, unreadable, and far more lethal than she appeared. Every step she took echoed with intention. Every smile concealed a calculation. Men underestimated her. They always did. And they always paid for it. He was young, brilliant, and already feared. A rising king in a world that devoured the weak, carrying ambition like a loaded weapon. He didn't trust easily, didn't hesitate, and didn't believe in fate-until her presence began to unravel everything he thought he controlled. Their connection wasn't born of innocence or chance. It was forged in danger, sealed by secrets, and fueled by a hunger neither of them dared to name. In a world ruled by betrayal, they found something far more terrifying than enemies-each other. Because when desire collides with power, and love becomes a threat, survival is no longer guaranteed. And in the mafia, nothing is more deadly than wanting what you're not supposed to have.

Chapters

Chapter 1

The man on the floor was begging.

"I swear, Alessandro, I didn't betray you-"

"Again," Alessandro Moretti said calmly.

"I swear Don, I didn't mean for me to betray you."

The man said again, hands shaking as he tried to form more words, eyes shaking like he was staring at the devil himself. The man standing before him might actually be more than the devil.

The room fell silent.

No one ever crosses him without facing the consequences.

No one steals from him.

No one!!

No one questioned him. No one ever did.

From the top floor of the building, the city lights glittered beyond the wall of reinforced glass. Cars crawled through the streets like glowing insects, their drivers unaware of who truly owned the roads they traveled.

Alessandro stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his perfectly tailored suit as dark as the night outside. Not a single wrinkle disturbed the fabric. Rings coating his long , slender fingers.

The same could not be said for the man kneeling behind him.

"I'm telling the truth," the man insisted, his voice shaking. "I would never-"

A single glance from Alessandro silenced him instantly.

Alessandro never needed to raise his voice. Authority clung to him like a shadow-quiet, suffocating, and impossible to escape.

He turned slightly, acknowledging the presence of his right-hand man.

Luca stood nearby with his arms crossed, watching the scene unfold with practiced indifference.

"You were warned," Alessandro said at last, turning to face the traitor fully.

"Once."

A slow step forward.

"Twice."

The room seemed to shrink with every movement he made.

Fear thickened the air.

Moments later, the problem was handled.

Silence settled over the room again.

Alessandro returned to the glass wall, staring out at the restless city below. His jaw tightened slightly-not from anger, but from exhaustion.

Power demanded constant vigilance.

Mercy was a luxury he had stopped believing in long ago.

"Another issue," Luca said carefully.

Alessandro didn't turn. "Business?"

"No."

That got his attention.

Alessandro slowly faced him.

"There's a woman," Luca continued. His voice slightly lowered with fear "She witnessed the exchange at the docks last night."

Alessandro's reflection stared back at him from the glass.

Cold. Calculating.

"Witnesses don't stay witnesses," he replied flatly.

Luca hesitated.

"She's... different," he said. "No connections. Wrong place, wrong time."

For a moment, Alessandro said nothing.

Then he turned fully.

"Find her."

Luca studied him carefully. "And when we do?"

Alessandro's gaze drifted back to the glittering city below.

"Then we make sure," he said quietly, "she never speaks about what she saw."

And just like that, somewhere in the city, a woman who didn't even know his name had become his next problem.

And in Alessandro Moretti's world, problems rarely survived for long.

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Vivian Harrison used to be an ordinary nurse at the hospital, but she had the rare Rh-negative blood type. Three years ago, she saved the life of the king of the underworld, Archie Palmer, who had been on the brink of death, with her blood. From that moment on, she had completely fallen for him. However, when Archie awoke, he just coldly handed her a marriage contract. "I never owe anyone a favor." The marriage, in the name of repaying a favor, became a gilded cage that confined Vivian for three years. Archie made Vivian his wife, yet he gave all his tenderness and devotion to a vivacious and innocent woman-Cassie Fuller. He would drive across half the city on a stormy night just to stay with Cassie because she was afraid of the dark. He would spend a fortune at an auction to acquire a piece of priceless jewelry, because Cassie said she liked it. Yet, all he ever offered Vivian was endless indifference and suspicion. When Cassie suffered even the slightest grievance, he would unhesitatingly lay all the blame on Vivian and even torment and punish Vivian in the cruelest ways. "Your blood disgusts me as much as you do, Vivian." Later, when Vivian took a fatal bullet for him and lay bleeding on the ground, he walked coldly past her, holding the frightened Cassie in his arms, without sparing Vivian even a glance. At that moment, Vivian finally understood that this marriage was nothing but a joke from the start. She decided that she would no longer play along with Archie. But when Vivian, her body battered and broken, resolutely left Archie, and Archie, who had always claimed he never loved Vivian, for the first time felt his eyes sting, and frantically searched for her all over the world.

Mafia Modern Romance

8.6

BURNING FOR DADDY

8.6

One touch, and I was lost."' His voice was a whisper against my ear, his breath hot on my neck. "He cannot touch you the way I do, Bella. He does not know your body like I do. You are mine. Every inch of you, every hidden place, every moan you make. And nothing, not even your mother, will keep me from owning this pussy." His words burn against my skin, like a promise and a threat at the same time. "You're mine. And I don't share." ******* Isabella Moretti made one mistake. One night that should have stayed buried. One moment with the man she was never supposed to want; her stepfather, Damian Blackwell. She runs to New York. A fresh start. A shot at her journalism career and a life where she can forget the way his hands felt on her body. But Damian doesn't believe in letting go. Not when it's what he wants. When her mother announces Isabella's engagement to her friend's son and asks her to come home to meet her new husband, she thinks maybe she's finally escaped. Until she sees her stepfather-to-be's face. It's him. Damian Blackwell Damian isn't just the man whose body she wants; he's hiding something dark enough that could actually launch her career into the world. Or destroy everything she's ever loved. Now Isabella's trapped between impossible choices: Her mother's approval, love and a "perfect" future The man who owns every forbidden part of her soul But some fires don't just burn.They consume everything. A dark stepfather romance where the lines between ambition and desire blur beyond recognition.

Mafia Modern Romance

7.6

Forbidden desire- In Love With My Father's Best Friend

7.6

" Make love to me, Ryan. F*ck me till my legs give way. " When Amelia said this, she knew she was willing to risk everything... her father's trust and happiness. **** " Damnit, Amelia! He's my friend! " Her father snarled. " And he's my lover! " She yelled right back. Bryan shook his head, " No, child. Ryan is too dangerous for you. " " And old, " he added in a whisper. " I'm not a child anymore, daddy. I'm 21 " Amelia answered. " Who knows nothing! End it with him or I'll disown you! " He was shouting now. She stomped her feet on the ground like the child her father had called her, " I'm going to be with him, Dad! Get used to it. " " He's being called a monster for a reason. Don't you know why? " " Stupid reason. He doesn't deserve it. " she retorted and added, " And isn't he supposed to be your friend? " Bryan shook his head, " You come first, Mel. I'm going to protect you from him. " " At all cost. "

Mafia Modern Romance

9.7

He Broke Her Heart, She Broke His Bank

9.7

I was the architect of my husband's legitimate empire, the queen to his throne as the Don of a powerful crime family. Our home was our sanctuary, our bed the one sacred place he always returned to. But in the middle of the night, I woke to a woman's moan coming from a guest room that was supposed to be empty. The space beside me was cold; my husband, Brendan, was gone. The woman's voice belonged to Kiya, my protégée—a girl I’d mentored like a sister. Through the door, I heard him call me "a piece of furniture that sleeps soundly." I heard him tell her she possessed something I didn't. Then, a video confirmed the ultimate betrayal: a four-year affair, a pregnancy, and his casual dismissal of me as a business arrangement. He called me a title, but he called another woman's child his heir. He had broken the one rule that held our world together, turning my life's work into ash. He thought I was just a fixture in his grand design, a brilliant mind he could control and discard. He was wrong. There was only one way to escape this agony. I would have every memory of him surgically cut from my mind, erase him from my soul like a cancer, and disappear so completely that not even a ghost of me remained.

Mafia Modern Romance

8.4

Seducing The Mafia's Lord Stepbrother

8.4

"I break everything I touch,bunny. What makes you think you're going to be any different?" "Cause I'm already broken, Mr Moretti." ••••••• Amy Baker's life had hit a dead end for years. Surviving from hand to mouth through multiple part-time jobs and coming back home to her gambling addict boyfriend. On what was supposed to be their five year anniversary he sold her to pay his debts to one the country's deadliest Mafia, a man who sent shivers in the underworld. Finding herself in the web of Antonio Moretti, Amy has two choices to remain a timid prey or evolve to a predator herself. To break or be broken.

Mafia Modern

7.5

The Don's Regret: Choosing The Wrong Queen

7.5

For three years, I was Dante’s shadow, the woman who took a bullet for the heir to New York’s most powerful crime family. I believed him when he said we would rule together. But while I was bleeding for his empire, he was secretly finalizing a merger to marry Sofia, a pristine Mafia Princess. I found the encrypted report on his desk. It didn't describe me as his partner. It called me a "useful shield" and a "necessary diversion" to protect his real bride. When I tried to walk away, he didn't let me go. He humiliated me. Worse, when Sofia staged a fake attack and blamed me to cover her own lies, Dante didn't ask for proof. He dragged me out of my hospital bed, fresh from surgery, and hauled me to the estate fountain. He shoved my head underwater, drowning the woman who had once saved his life, while Sofia watched from the balcony with a smirk. "You touched what is mine!" he screamed, choosing a liar over the soldier who loved him. I left that night, bleeding and broken, vanishing into the storm without a trace. Two years later, I am a celebrated artist in Paris, and the man standing beside me looks at me like I am the sun, not a shield. Dante stands outside my gallery in the freezing rain, looking ruined, begging for a second chance. He tells me he knows the truth now. He tells me he loves me. I look at him, then at the engagement ring on my finger—one given by a man who never had to break me to love me. "I didn't erase our history, Dante," I say, rolling up the car window. "I survived it."

Mafia Modern Romance

MAFIA DESIRE

Chapter 1

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