Pampered By The Rival Mafia Boss

Ten years ago, I saved the life of New York’s most dangerous mob boss with a sewing kit. I gave Ethan Reed my youth, my loyalty, and my heart. But the moment his ex-girlfriend Chloe returned, I became disposable. It didn't matter that she had abandoned him. It didn't matter that she poisoned me, killing the unborn child Ethan didn't even know we had. When Chloe needed a kidney transplant due to her drug abuse, Ethan didn't protect me. He strapped me to a gurney. "It's just one kidney, Ava. You owe me." He harvested my organ to save the woman who murdered his heir. And when he was done, he decided I was a loose end. He dragged me to the edge of a bridge in the pouring rain. "This is how it ends," he said, his eyes devoid of love. "A tragic suicide." He pushed me into the freezing water, watching me drown to secure his happy ending. He thought I was dead. He thought the canary had sung its last song. But he forgot one thing. I was the chemist who built his empire. When his greatest rival pulled me out of the river, I didn't pray for salvation. I prayed for revenge. Three months later, I walked into his charity gala on the arm of his enemy, wearing a white suit and a smile sharp enough to cut glass. Ethan dropped to his knees when he saw me. But I wasn't there to forgive him. I was there to burn his house down.

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Chapter 6

Ava POV

I was trying to heal. Or at least, I was going through the motions.

The safe house was quiet, more of a tomb for the woman I used to be than a sanctuary.

Then the door burst open.

It wasn't an assassin. It was Ethan.

He strode in like he owned the very air I breathed, bringing the sharp scent of rain and expensive leather with him.

Ben Carter trailed behind him, eyes fixed firmly on the floor, clutching a medical bag like a shield.

"You look terrible," Ethan said.

He didn't sound concerned. He sounded annoyed, like a mechanic looking at a broken engine.

"Get out," I said. My voice was raspy, scraped raw from disuse. "We have an agreement. I signed the papers."

"Papers are for lawyers, Ava. Blood is forever."

He signaled to Ben with a sharp jerk of his chin. "Check her."

"No." I backed away until my legs hit the metal edge of the cot. "I don't need a checkup. I need you to leave."

Ethan erased the distance between us in two long strides. He clamped a hand onto my shoulder, his fingers digging mercilessly into the bruise from the fall at the gala.

"Don't be difficult," he hissed. "Ben needs to make sure you're... viable."

Viable?

I looked at Ben. "What is he talking about?"

Ben finally looked up, his gaze trembling. His eyes were wet. "I'm sorry, Ava. He didn't give me a choice."

Before I could scream, Ethan pinned my arms to my sides. He was strong, terrifyingly so. I struggled, kicking at his shins, but he didn't even flinch, like I was nothing more than a tantruming child.

"Do it," Ethan commanded.

I felt the sharp bite of a needle in my neck.

"No!" I tried to twist away, but the room was already tilting sideways. "Ethan, please..."

"Shh," he whispered, smoothing my hair as my knees gave out. He caught me, lowering me onto the bed with mocking gentleness. "It's for the greater good. You'll understand."

The world went black.

When I opened my eyes, the smell hit me first. Antiseptic. Bleach. Old blood.

I wasn't in the safe house.

I was in a room with concrete walls and fluorescent lights that buzzed like angry hornets. I tried to move my arms, but heavy leather straps bound my wrists to the metal rails of a hospital bed.

Panic, cold and sharp, flooded my veins like ice water.

"She's awake," a voice said.

I turned my head. Ethan was standing there. Next to him was a gurney.

And on that gurney lay Chloe.

She looked pale, sickly. But when she saw me, her lips curled into a weak, triumphant smirk.

"Hi, sis," she rasped.

"Ethan," I choked out. "What is this?"

Ethan walked over to me. He looked calm. Rational. It was terrifying.

"Chloe is in renal failure," he said simply. "The years of... lifestyle choices. Her kidneys are shutting down."

My blood ran cold.

"And?"

"And you're a match," he said. "We checked your file years ago. Just in case."

"No," I whispered, horror clawing at my throat. "You can't."

"It's just one kidney, Ava," he said, casual as a neighbor asking to borrow a cup of sugar. "You have two. You owe this family. You owe me."

"I owe you nothing!" I screamed, straining against the straps until the leather burned my skin. "I saved your life! I gave you ten years! You killed my baby!"

"Don't start with the hysterics," he snapped, dismissing my agony with a wave of his hand. "This is happening. I'll compensate you. A million dollars. Cash."

He was buying my body parts. He was harvesting me like livestock.

"Don't struggle," Chloe said from the other bed, her voice dripping with venom. "You're just property, Ava. You always were."

Ben Carter stepped into my line of sight. He was wearing surgical scrubs. He looked like he wanted to vomit.

"Ben, please," I begged. "Don't do this."

"If I don't," Ben whispered, leaning down to check the IV line, refusing to meet my eyes, "he'll kill my sister. I'm sorry, Ava."

Ethan leaned over me one last time. His face was close, too close.

"This is your final service," he said. "Do this, and we're square."

He nodded to Ben.

Ben injected something into my IV.

"Ethan!" I screamed, the darkness rushing in fast this time, a tidal wave of nothingness. "I will kill you! I swear to God, I will-"

The words dissolved into silence.

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Palermo does not forgive. Neither does it forget. When Guerrero Valenti, the feared leader of the Vikings, vanished, the city exhaled a dangerous calm-but only for a moment. In the shadows, enemies waited. Rivals sharpened their knives. And one woman bore a secret that could ignite every street in the city. Lucia Romano carried the child of a man who had disappeared into legend and rumor. A son who had not been claimed, not protected, not named. The city whispered of him with venom: the bastard of the Vikings. The boy was fragile, but he was a storm waiting to erupt. And every night, Palermo tested him. Masked men tried to snatch him from his crib. Fire, steel, and blood became his lullabies. Yet he survived. Every threat only sharpened his instincts, every scream hardened his mother's resolve. But whispers spread faster than steel through the night-rumors of a man returning. A shadow that would claim everything, sparking fear in every heart: Guerrero Valenti. The father who abandoned him. The legend whose name alone commands obedience. The storm that will rise, carrying vengeance, blood, and fire. And when he comes, Every man who dared call the bastard his enemy will fall. Every street, every roof, every whispered corner will bow to the son of Guerrero Valenti or be washed in blood. This is the story of survival. Of fire and steel. Of a mother and her son. Of a father's return. Even the earth is getting ready to absorb blood ... the blood of those who call the legitimate son of the Vikings a "BASTARD", and collect necks........the necks of those fallen by the sword of GUERRERO VALANTI. And upon his return Heads will bow to the one they called a BASTARD .

Action Modern Mystery

9.2

Behind The masks

9.2

His hands gripped my hips, steadying me as he moved, each slow thrust driving me closer to the edge. I whimpered, my body straining, every nerve on fire. "The way you're trembling under me is driving me insane," his Uncle whispered to my ears. **** When Zara Devereux woke up in another woman's body, she had only one mission, vengeance. The man who murdered her, Cassian Blackwell, had built his empire on blood, lies, and power. But now, she had his wife's face, and a perfect chance to ruin him from within. What she didn't plan for was Sterling, Cassian's enigmatic uncle, a man who saw through her façade long before she confessed the truth. Their attraction became a dangerous secret, blurring the line between deception and desire. Zara discovers the elite world she now inhabits is darker than she ever imagined. In a society built on power, lies, and blood oaths, she must either play their game, or lose everything all over again. Can she unmask the truth before it consumes her... or will she become the next casualty behind the mask?

Action Mystery Romance

8.1

Emiliano's Mafia princess

8.1

In a world ruled by blood and power, the daughter of a notorious crime boss finds herself caught in a dangerous game of loyalty and desire. As the princess of a powerful mafia family, she is both a prize and a target. When Emiliano, a man with his own dark secrets, enters her life, their forbidden connection sparks a fire that threatens to consume both their worlds. They must navigate a landscape of betrayal and violence to survive.

Action Mafia Romance

9.7

His mate, my Doom

9.7

When Lucien Blackthorn ended his exile and returned to the Cold Ridge pack, he returned to clear his name. And to take revenge on Corrigan Price. And what better revenge was there than making her his mistress? Corrigan didn't regret anything more than she regretted having to betray Lucien and his coming back only helped to enforce that feeling. When she became his mistress, she swore he would never have her heart. As Lucien and Corrigan struggle with their inner conflicts, they also have to fight against external factors trying to pull them apart. Will they be able to embrace their love against all odds?

Action Romance Werewolf

8.5

LAGACY REVENGE: A SECOND TASTE OF VENGEANCE

8.5

Yiso Kenoly, has lived a life of luxury from her teenage years after her dad's food business finally made the news headlines. After her studies in the United States , she took over her father's business as the new president but her world took a different look when her father, insisted that she got married and retained the family business, not knowing what to do she opted to use a dating app to get a potential husband. Her husband, Marshall Emerald from the dating app, pretends to be of the upper class just to gain access into Yiso's life. He plans with her best friend, Karen to betray Yiso and kill her then take over Jang Food company and marry themselves. They succeed with their plan of killing Yiso but Yiso, is re-birthed by her late mother who gave her a second chance to come back to the world and seek revenge . Will Yiso succeed with getting her revenge ?

Action Modern Romance

9.0

My First Love, My Last Revenge

9.0

My stepbrother, Booker Harvey, saved me from a life of abuse. He was my protector, my teacher, and my first love. For two years, our small apartment was a sun-drenched dream. Then he went on a business trip. I called him, pregnant with our child, only for another woman to answer his phone. He hung up on me. Later, his stepmother put him on speakerphone so I could hear him laugh off our entire relationship. "Tell her it was just for fun," he said. "She shouldn't take it so seriously." Just for fun. The words shattered me. I got rid of our son, took the hush money, and vanished. The girl who loved him died that day. In her place, I became "Nine," a ruthless operative forged in betrayal. Now, five years later, an explosion has left me with "amnesia." When the police ask who will be my guardian, I point to the man who broke my world. "Him," I say with a shy smile. "He's the most handsome."

Action Modern Romance

Pampered By The Rival Mafia Boss

Chapter 6

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