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A Lesson in Power

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The sun had long disappeared behind the city skyline, but the mansion wasn’t dark. Every corner was illuminated with a soft, calculated glow, shadows stretching like silent guards across the marble floors.

I followed Dante silently, my heels clicking softly, echoing through the corridor. I wasn’t entirely sure where he was taking me or why, but I trusted him enough not to ask.

We stopped in his office.

The room smelled faintly of leather and smoke. The walls were lined with books, some old a
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  • The Mafia Who Bought Me    The First Taunt

    Elena POVI was still feeling that warm, lazy afterglow from the morning when one of the maids knocked softly on the bedroom door.She looked nervous, shifting from foot to foot as she held out a small package wrapped in plain brown paper. No name. No return address. Nothing. Just a simple box tied with string. The second I saw it, my stomach dropped. I knew. I didn’t know how, but I knew exactly who it was from.I took it from her without saying thank you. My fingers already felt cold even though the room was warm. I closed the door behind her, locked it, and carried the package over to the bed like it was something that might explode if I moved too fast.For a long time I just sat there on the edge of the mattress, staring at it. My heart was already beating faster than normal. Part of me wanted to put it aside and wait for Dante to let him open it. To let him deal with whatever poison was inside. But I was tired of that. Tired of always being the one who needed someone else to stan

  • The Mafia Who Bought Me    Luca's Report

    Elena POVI stood under the hot water for a long time, letting it beat against my sore muscles. Dante had already showered and was getting dressed when I finally stepped out. He glanced at me as I wrapped a towel around myself, his eyes darkening again when they landed on the marks he’d left on my neck and hips. For a second I thought he might drag me back to bed, but he just clenched his jaw and looked away.“We can’t keep Luca waiting too long,” he said, pulling on a black shirt. His voice was back to that controlled tone he used when business was calling.I nodded and started drying off. My body still felt him everywhere — the pleasant ache between my legs, the tenderness on my skin, the way my lips felt slightly swollen from kissing. Last night and this morning felt like a fever dream. Part of me wanted to crawl back under the covers and pretend the outside world didn’t exist. The other part knew that was impossible.I chose simple clothes. Black pants and a soft sweater. Nothing

  • The Mafia Who Bought Me    Bloodstained Morning

    Elena POV I woke up with Dante’s heavy arm wrapped around my waist, his body pressed tight against my back. Our legs were tangled together under the sheets, skin sticky with sweat and other things. For a moment, everything felt warm and heavy and almost safe. Then reality hit me like a slap. Last night. My father's death. The way Dante had fucked me so hard I still felt it hours later. The way I had clung to him, moaning, begging, completely lost in it while my father’s blood was probably still drying somewhere in this house. My stomach twisted. I stared at the wall, barely breathing. My thighs were sticky. There was a deep ache between my legs and faint bruises on my hips where his fingers had dug in. I should’ve felt disgusted with myself. Instead, I felt… alive. Wanted. Owned. Dante shifted behind me, pulling me tighter against his chest. His hand rested heavy on my stomach, fingers spread like he needed to feel I was still here. His breath was warm on the back of my neck.

  • The Mafia Who Bought Me    The Blood Pact (Part 2) (🔞)

    Elena POVDante’s hand was still on my face, his thumb grazing my cheekbone. My father’s blood was drying on the desk just feet away, the metallic scent thick in the air, but all I could focus on was him — his heat, his breathing, the solid wall of his body keeping me from falling apart.“You’re all I have left,” I whispered, fingers curling into his shirt. “If I lose you too… I’m done.”His grip on the back of my neck tightened. “You aren’t going to lose me, Elena. You’re mine. I don’t let go of what belongs to me.”I didn’t care about pride or fear anymore. I just needed to feel alive.I kissed him first — hard, messy, desperate. Dante growled low in his throat and slammed me back against the edge of the desk. The wood dug into my ass, but the pain felt good. Real good. His hands were everywhere at once, fisting my hair, gripping my waist so hard I knew I’d have marks tomorrow, dragging my hips forward until I could feel how hard he already was.For once he wasn’t in control. I c

  • The Mafia Who Bought Me    The Blood Pact (Part 1)

    Elena POV I stood at the top of the stairs, my hand gripping the railing so tight my knuckles hurt, and felt a chill crawl up my spine that had nothing to do with the temperature. I was halfway down when Luca appeared at the bottom. He didn’t say anything, and that was what scared me most. Luca always had something to say, even if it was a simple order or a warning. But now he just stood there, looking up at me with an expression that made my stomach do a slow, sick roll. “What is it?” I asked. My chest tightened until it hurt to breathe. He didn’t answer right away. His eyes flicked over me like he was trying to figure out how hard this was going to hit before he let it go. “Elena,” he said finally. The way he said my name made my blood turn to ice. It wasn’t an order. It was a warning. “What happened?” I asked again, my voice echoing off the high ceilings. I didn’t want the silence anymore, but I was terrified of what would br

  • The Mafia Who Bought Me    The Final Parent

    Third Person POV Joseph Rossi didn’t have a hard time finding the place. That was the first thing that made his stomach twist into knots. He stood outside the old building for a long moment, just breathing in the damp night air. His chest felt tight, like something heavy was sitting on his ribs and refusing to move. It wasn’t the walk that made him feel tired, It was the feeling that his body already knew what was coming. This was the end of the road he had been running from for years. He took one last slow breath, pushed the door open, and stepped inside. It was too quiet. Not the peaceful kind of quiet, but the kind where you know someone is watching you from the shadows, waiting. Every step he took echoed back at him, loud and accusing. He didn’t call out her name. He didn’t have to. She was already there. Isabella was leaning against a table at the back of the room, arms loosely crossed, looking bored. Like she had all the time in the world and nowhere better to be. Jose

  • The Mafia Who Bought Me    The Teeth of the Board

    Dante POV The room smelled like old money, cold ash, and that suffocating kind of control that always made me want to burn the whole damn building down. Nothing ever changed in here. Same heavy table that had signed a hundred death warrants over the decades. Same high-backed leather chairs that

  • The Mafia Who Bought Me    The Iron Lesson

    Elena POV I couldn’t sleep. I was tired as hell, but every time I closed my eyes the same images kept playing — the cold wood under my knees, the gun against my head, Dante bleeding on that dock. I lay there staring at the ceiling for what felt like hours, my mind spinning too fast to settle. Even

  • The Mafia Who Bought Me    Salt and Blood (Part 2)

    Elena POV The next sound was a loud crash, like someone had ripped a metal door right off its hinges. My whole body jumped. James turned fast. “Get ready!” he yelled. His men moved instantly. I heard their boots scraping across the floor and the sharp clicks of guns being readied. My heart was b

  • The Mafia Who Bought Me    Salt and Blood (Part 1)

    Elena POV The engine roared in my ears, loud and rough, like it was shaking me from the inside out. The boat tore through the water, sending cold spray across my face that stung where it mixed with the tears I refused to let fall. My hands were still tied behind me, the rope biting into my wrist

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