Penrose_Love
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TRAPPED; In the Mafia’s Snare…
Billionaires “You’re in the Mafia, aren’t you?” I wished again that I had a pen and paper.
“We don’t like to use labels. But I am the Mafia, tesoro.”
~*~
“You’re threatening me.”
“If that’s how you choose to take it. I was simply pointing out to you that I know where you live, where your family lives, the paper you write for, the shops you frequent. We know everything there is to know about you. We’ve just become very, very close.”
“Indeed we have.” I croaked, my throat suddenly feeling very dry and tight. “Except I know almost nothing about you, and all of this.”
“Si. It’s better that way.” He said, standing up straight.
~*~
Miss wanna-be journalist, Cassandra Thorne, would do anything for the scoop. Anything, including finding her way into an underground club exclusive to only those in the Cartel Mafia and the beautiful women they employ. What could be more perfect? She would stick to the shadows, record a few videos, and write the biggest story New York has ever seen, thereby making her a legend. Easy as pie.
Until she got found out. A series of blatant lies and luck breaks later, and she’s mistaken for one of the workers underneath. While many might be terrified of this, Cassandra couldn’t be more excited. The freedom to roam the area and talk to all the members of the infamous brotherhood will leave no rock unturned.
All she had to do was keep her cover until the night is over and the workers go home. But there were just two problems: One was him, Christiano Moretti. The Don. The Godfather. The one damned man who had taken a keen interest in Cassandra. Even that was something she could handle for one night.
Except for problem number two: They don’t leave. Not at the end of the night, the end of the week, or even the end of the year. By the time Cassandra realized that not even the biggest scoop is worth the price, she was in far too deep to call it quits now. Shadows of Deception
Mafia Listen to me, if you’re-“
“Shut up.”
I was taken aback by his sudden choice of word.
“Let’s get something straight miss Grey, I do not appreciate people talking to me, and I loathe it more when people talk back at me.
Truthfully, you are crossing your limit and patience with me. So from now on, you’ll do exactly what I say and as I say. You understand me?”
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Mystery. Romance. Deceit.
Finding evidences of her dead brother’s whereabouts, Becky Grey believes that he is still alive.
In pursuit to find her brother and restore her family’s remaining happiness, she encounters the infamous and Godforsakenly alluring Russian bastard Sinister Alexander Salvaltore and gets ensnared in his plan of capturing her brother. In order to attain his goal, he offers her a deal.
However, the deeper she dives into the tangles of Sinister’s merciless world, she finds herself in a hauntingly farmiliar past. A past that she has been erased from- A past that she cannot escape.
Unsettling secrets loom the air of her maddening relationship with Sinister.
The question is, will she run from him? Or to him?