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Filthy Promises - A Mafia Romance

Chapter 42 

Word Count: 1163    |    Released on: 09/05/2026

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Filthy Promises - A Mafia Romance
Filthy Promises - A Mafia Romance
“I'm in love with my boss. He doesn't even know I exist. ... Until today. My name is Rowan St. Clair. For five years, I've tried to pretend I'm not head over heels for a man I can never Vincent Akopov-gorgeous, ruthless, and completely out of my league. But one fateful errand changes everything. When I walk in on him thoroughly "occupied" with another woman, I expect embarrassment. Instead, I get a saucy wink that sets my body on fire. And the next day? A promotion I never asked for. "Congratulations, Ms. St. Clair. You're my new personal assistant." Suddenly, I'm thrust into Vincent's world-Park Avenue penthouses, private jets, and a boss whose meetings put the "DIC" in "dictation." He tests my limits. Filthy promises whispered in my ear in the middle of a boardroom, explicit Polaroids left in unexpected places, sneaky gropes in dark hallways... And I push back. Sexts send both ways, after all. Our game escalates with each passing day. There's just one to inherit his father's empire, Vince needs a wife. So guess who gets to accompany him on every awkward get-to-know-you date? Me-sitting beside him, trying to ignore his hands wandering up my skirt while he interviews potential brides. I tell myself it's just physical. Just temporary. Just a fantasy that will end when reality comes knocking. And reality does indeed knock- In the form of two pink lines on a pregnancy test.”