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Mafia'S Sex Slave

The Mafia’s Favorite Threat

EXCERPT: “How did you get past the guards and track me to my private residence?” Lucien asked Meret. “A magician never reveals her secrets.” “You’re not a magician. You’re a thief.” “That’s a bit rude.” She raised a brow. “I’m sure there are friendlier synonyms. Like…‘unauthorized relocation specialist’?” “Thief.” he repeated, deadpan. ****************** She stole from him but He doesn’t want the art back… he wants her. ~~ Meret Quinn is a professional thief, known for vanishing without a trace and never leaving behind more than a calling card that nobody has ever managed to trace. She steals high-value artifacts for the thrill, not the money. Trust is a weakness to her and love is a liability she left behind a long time ago. But her latest job puts her on the radar of Lucien Moretti, a mafia billionaire with a taste for control and a reputation for never letting anyone get away with crossing him. He was supposed to make her disappear. Instead, he took something she actually cared about — her dog, Cray Cray. A secret no one was ever supposed to know. Now, if she wants him back, she has to play his game. One house. One lie. One string of impossible missions designed to flush out his enemies. And one condition she never expected: she has to pose as his fiancée until the job is done. She hates every second. He enjoys every minute. But pretending to be wanted by a man like him starts to blur lines — especially when he whispers things in her ear… and means them. Neither of them is used to losing. But obsession doesn’t play fair. CONTENT WARNING: This story is strongly 18+. It delves into dark romance themes such as obsession, control, lust, and manipulation, with morally complex characters navigating dangerous desires. While this is a love story, reader discretion is advised.
SlightlySane · 1.6K Views

The Undead's Personal Slave

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?
rach_sales · 160.5K Views

A Mafia's Redemption(GL)

Lin all tired and weak, from the torture she had gone through for the past days, now tied to a pole right at the edge of the cliff, looked up to her killer who was standing some meters away, and asked faintly "Why do I have to be put through all this?" "Am just carrying out an assignment." the killer responded, with no sign of sympathy whatsoever. Lin stared at her killer, obviously the masked figure wasn't going to show her any form of mercy. Already tired of life and had given up, she asked her killer one last time. "You really think, my dad is going to let y'all go after am dead?". The killer gave an evil grin. "Seems you have so much confidence in your dad..." He said clicking his teeth, and after exhaling. "Your dad wants you dead sweetheart." He said bluntly, dropping the bombshell, leaving Lin in utter shock and confusion. "That can't be true." She whispered although she could hear the doubt in her own voice, as the tears flowed from her already weary eyes down to her cheeks. She really didn't want to believe this but something was starting to make sense to her..She had gone through a lot already "Just end this please." She said exhaling deeply, as she closed her eyes. She could hear the echo of the gunshot as she waited patiently the bullet to pierce for through her... Yet nothing came through, she couldn't feel any form of pain or sting... "Isn't it meant to hurt a little?.. Or is she dead already.." She thought, as she slowly opened her eyes... What she saw was overwhelming... Her killer was on the floor instead... She scanned around, and that's when she saw a young man coming towards her... As the person came closer, she started to notice, that the person was also having feminine characteristics.... Wait that was a lady, looking really masculine.... Clad in all black, high boots, and a neat cut... She was lost in the eyes of this stranger and hadn't noticed that the lady had started to untie her. "What's going on?" A very confused Lin whispered, "Just follow me." The lady replied as she loosened the last knots that held Lin to the pole. Already freed Lin tried to take a step but stumbled. The lady turned and gave a smirk. "You were quite strong at first." And before Lin could fathom what she said, she swept her off her feet. And whispered, "Am not letting you go this time."
XOxomethyst · 140.2K Views
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