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Brought By A Mafia

The Mafia Couple

Jason sank to his knees as smoke swallowed the sky, the color of it an angry crimson, like the world itself was bleeding. The house before him, her house, collapsed in slow motion, boards shrieking and crumbling as if mourning their own destruction. His chest caved with a ragged sob, the kind that seemed to come from somewhere deeper than his lungs, deeper even than his body. Everything around him blurred—faces, sirens, flames—until all that remained was the ash. He should have looked away. Should have closed his eyes. But he didn't. He couldn't. The paramedics moved solemnly through the smoke, their silhouettes stark against the firelit haze. The stretchers were draped in white sheets—too still, too final. He counted them without meaning to. One... two... three. Jason didn't flinch. His heart was hollowed out, like something had been carved from within him with a hot blade. It should've been him. Not Selena. "No," he whispered hoarsely, his voice splintering. "No, it can't be." He stumbled backward, eyes wide, brain refusing to bridge the gap between what he saw and what he believed. Reality came in slow waves, each one more unbearable than the last. And then he was moving, sprinting toward the stretchers with a desperate, raw urgency. A rescuer with no one left to save. "Selena," he choked, reaching trembling hands toward the nearest form. The heat of the fire still lingered in the air, as if the world itself was scorched. He lifted the sheet with shaking fingers. What stared back at him was no longer her face—just blackened skin, unrecognizable. His mind rejected it. It can't be her. It isn't.
Rayne_Rue · 98.1K Views

Wanted By My Mafia Alpha Mate BL

When we arrived his apartment, he carried him straight to his room and placed me on his bed, I didn't say a word to him I was just quiet. I didn't complain, I just let him do as he pleases. "Why do you always land yourself in trouble?" He asked starring at me with something dancing in his eyes, amusement. "Thank you for saving me again Mr DelLuca but I don't owe you any explanation, I have to go." I tried to leave but he pushed him back on the bed, how dare he? "You are not going anywhere, you are my mate, your place is right here, in my arms. What were you doing in the club in the first place? Do you know what would have happened to you if I wasn't there to save you?" The audacity, who does his think he is to question me like that? "And I say thank you very much for saving my life for the second time, if you want me to pay you then sure I'll pay you back but let me the fuck out of here." The deviance in my voice and eyes didn't go unnoticed by him, I could tell by the look in his eyes and the subtle smirk on his face. ……………. Joss DelLuca is a ruthless mafia heir and a cold-blooded wolf who never believed in love until he meets Mac, his fated mate, during a brutal rescue mission. Mac wants nothing to do with the mafia world or the man who haunts his every step. But Joss is relentless, possessive, and unexpectedly gentle. As danger closes in, Mac realizes the only safe place is in Joss’s arms even if loving him means embracing the darkness too. In a world ruled by blood and fate, love might be the deadliest power of all.
Erotic_Ink · 3.7K Views

His mafia queen

Kyla Santori had her life mapped out—until her father gambled it away. by making trouble with a feared clan doubled with bankruptcy he bargains his daughter away to a known psychopath, she’s thrust into a forced marriage with the most feared Mafia leader in the country— Damien Moretti. Ruthless, calculating, and dangerously irresistible, Damien is a man no one dares to defy. To the world, Kyla is now the Mafia Queen, the wife of a man drenched in blood and power. But behind closed doors, she’s a prisoner in a gilded cage, vowing to escape the clutches of a husband she never wanted. Yet, as she peels back the layers of the monster she married, she uncovers secrets darker than she ever imagined Damien may have claimed her, but Kyla isn’t the fragile doll he expected. She fights him at every turn, igniting a battle of wills that sparks something neither of them saw coming—passion. But in the world of crime, love is a weakness, and enemies are always lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike. When betrayal threatens to destroy them both, Kyla must decide: will she run and reclaim her freedom, or will she embrace the darkness and rise as the queen of the Mafia underworld? One thing is certain—Damien may have been forced into this marriage by his father , but he never expected to fall for his Mafia Queen experts 'you are my wife, and you will listen to me . I bought you with my money I can do whatever I want with you' he said 'no I'm not a property or dog that can be pushed around. But you said one thing right I'm your wife treat me like one' I retorted He took a step close to me and I took one step back, the more he came close the more I moved back carefully looking at the door for escape 'why so scared' he said 'I'm not afraid of you 'I replied Taking another step towards me I quickly took one big step back 'You are my wife ,I want to treat you like one ' 'stay away from me ' I screamed 'La mia coraggiosa e piccol moglie' he said then went into the bathroom
Chiamaka_Maryanne · 4.5K Views
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