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Chapter 10: *****

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The heavy oak doors swung open. I didn't even try to hide the paper. I stood right there by the mahogany desk, my fingers crushing the printed sheet of my freshman university schedule, my knuckles completely white.

Damiano walked in. It was late, and the sharp scent of smoke, wet asphalt, and rain rolled off his black wool coat. He looked tired, but the moment his black eyes hit the paper in my hand, his face hardened into a familiar stone wall.

"You're supposed to be resting," Damiano said, hi
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  • Taming the Mafia Lord    Chapter 10: *****

    The heavy oak doors swung open. I didn't even try to hide the paper. I stood right there by the mahogany desk, my fingers crushing the printed sheet of my freshman university schedule, my knuckles completely white.Damiano walked in. It was late, and the sharp scent of smoke, wet asphalt, and rain rolled off his black wool coat. He looked tired, but the moment his black eyes hit the paper in my hand, his face hardened into a familiar stone wall."You're supposed to be resting," Damiano said, his deep baritone cutting through the quiet room. He didn't look at Matteo, who was standing by the door with a thick wool blanket in his hands. "Leave us, Matteo.""Boss," Matteo nodded, dropping the blanket onto the sofa before quickly stepping out, clicking the door shut behind him."What is this?" I demanded, my voice shaking as I held the paper up between us. "Tell me right now what this is, Damiano!"Damiano didn't blink. He walked over, unbuttoning his coat with slow, deliberate movements,

  • Taming the Mafia Lord    Chapter 9: *****

    "I don't want you to kiss me," I whispered, my voice shaking despite my best efforts to sound strong. I tried to pull my wrists from his grip, but his fingers remained locked like iron bands. "I want you to get away from me."Damiano didn't let go. His black eyes stayed completely fixed on my mouth, his own breathing heavy and hot against my skin. "Your lips say one thing, Valentina, but your pulse is telling me something completely different.""My pulse is racing because you're a criminal who just dragged me into a concrete hole while people shot at us!" I snapped, leaning back as far as his grip would allow. "Let go of my hands. Now."For a second, I thought he was going to ignore me. The physical heat between us in the small bunker felt thick enough to choke on. But then, a sharp, static buzz cut through the silence.The intercom on the concrete wall beeped loudly. Viktor's voice came barking through the small speaker."Boss? Can you hear me? The perimeter is clear. The shooters cl

  • Taming the Mafia Lord    Chapter 8: *****

    "Move! Now!" Damiano roared against my ear.The automatic gunfire was still chewing through the walls of the bedroom, sending chunks of wood and plaster raining down on us. He didn't wait for me to answer. He yanked me up by my arm, keeping his large body positioned between me and the shattered window, and shoved me toward a wood-paneled walk-in closet."They're going to get inside!" I yelled, my voice cracking as my bare feet slipped on the loose shards of glass covering the carpet."They won't," Damiano grunted, slamming his hand against a hidden latch disguised as a clothing rack inside the closet.A heavy section of the wall clicked and swung inward, revealing a steep, concrete staircase illuminated by dim, low lights. He pushed me inside first, immediately slamming the reinforced steel door shut behind us. The sudden silence was absolute. The thudding echo of the gunfire outside vanished completely, cut off by inches of solid steel and concrete."Are you hit?" I gasped, my chest

  • Taming the Mafia Lord    Chapter 7: *****

    "I am not sleeping in that bed," I said, my voice cutting through the quiet room.Damiano didn't even look back at me as he walked toward the bathroom door. "Suit yourself, Valentina. But the floor gets incredibly cold by two in the morning.""I'd rather freeze on the floor than touch anything that belongs to you," I shot back, crossing my arms tightly over my chest.He didn't reply. The heavy bathroom door clicked shut behind him, followed by the sudden, steady hiss of running water.I whirled around and scanned the room, looking for any possible exit. The bedroom was massive, dominated by a king-sized bed with dark silk sheets that looked like a trap. The walls were lined with dark wood paneling, and a massive set of floor-to-ceiling glass windows looked out over the pitch-black grounds of the estate. I hurried over to the windows, my fingers desperately searching the frame for a latch, a lock, anything.Nothing. They were completely sealed, solid panes of heavy glass that wouldn't

  • Taming the Mafia Lord    Chapter 5: *****

    "Stand down," Damiano said.His voice wasn't loud, but it cut through the dead silence of the grand ballroom like a blade. The six security guards hesitated for a fraction of a second, their gun barrels still leveled squarely at my chest, before they slowly lowered their weapons and stepped back into the shadows of the stage.Before I could even take a breath, Damiano’s hand shot out. His fingers clamped around my right wrist like a steel handcuff, the pressure immediate and absolute."Let go of me!" I yelled, digging my heels into the carpeted steps of the stage as he wrenched me forward."Keep your mouth shut and walk," he growled, not even looking back at me.He dragged me off the platform, his strides long and aggressive. The crowd of elite guests parted instantly, pulling back to create a wide path as if we were a pair of live wires ready to snap. The frantic whispering started up again, a low buzz of shock and judgment filling the room, but Damiano ignored it completely. He pull

  • Taming the Mafia Lord    Chapter 4: *****

    "Walk," Damiano said, his palm slamming flat against the small of my bare back.The fabric of the black silk dress was so thin it felt like ice against my skin. It clung to every single curve, the back cut entirely open down to my waist, leaving me feeling exposed under the harsh, blinding lights of the grand ballroom."Don't push me," I snapped under my breath, my heels clicking sharply against the polished marble floor."Then keep your feet moving," he murmured back, his grip tightening. His hand felt like a burning iron weight on my skin, his fingers digging in just enough to remind me exactly who was in control. "Smile, Valentina. The press is watching.""Let them watch," I hissed, keeping my eyes locked straight ahead.The room was absolutely packed. Hundreds of people in expensive tuxedos and glittering gowns stood in clusters, their conversations a loud, overlapping roar that made my ears ring. Heavy-set security guards with earpieces stood at every single exit, their arms cros

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