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The File

last update publish date: 2026-04-22 19:45:01

I didn’t sleep.

Not a single minute. Every time I closed my eyes, the memory of the auction—the screaming, the chaos, the shadows of men moving around me—raced back like a relentless storm. My chest ached. My hands trembled. And yet, through the haze of exhaustion and fear, one thought refused to leave me: the file.

Dante had it. He had kept it hidden. My name was on it. ELENA ROSSI. I remembered seeing it once before, in his office, hidden among stacks of folders and papers, a black binder tha
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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    Never Meant to Matter

    Elena POV I shouldn’t have gone to him. I knew it the second I stepped into his office and saw the way he stood — back turned to the door, shoulders rigid, one hand braced against the desk like it was the only thing keeping him upright. The room felt colder than usual, the lights dimmer, the sil

  • The Mafia Who Bought Me    The Name That Still Has Power

    The words didn’t leave the room. They hung there, thick and heavy, refusing to dissolve. This isn’t just a debt anymore. For a second, I desperately wanted to believe I had misheard him. That my mind was twisting his words into something darker than they were. Something I could still manage.

  • The Mafia Who Bought Me     The Woman Who Burned Him

    Elena POV I didn’t leave. Even after his final words — no exceptions — my feet stayed planted on the floor of his office like they had grown roots. The command still pressed down on my chest, thick and suffocating, sealing something between us I wasn’t sure I could ever undo. But another sentence

  • The Mafia Who Bought Me    The Stop Lying to Me

    The words refused to leave me. She’s coming. They echoed louder with every passing second, refusing to fade no matter how hard I tried to push them down. I stood motionless in the hallway long after the body had been removed, after the bloodstains had been wiped from the marble until it gleamed a

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