Captured By The Mafia Boss

tummy, funny, l

y candy into the air and caught it inside his mouth while the anguished howl of a man rang out in the hal

ed to a chair screaming out his lungs as his torturers burnt his skin with cigarettes. An e

less, psychopathic Mafia Lord of the Luciano clan. A family who conducts themselves as busi

ek from the tortured soul - a scream even capable of waking the dead from their slumb

the rough but attractive features of most males, he was the opposite of that, Noel could be described as effeminate. He looked as harml

sunlight; Noel was gorgeous. His jawbones angles were shaped nor did he grow a beard to rule out his delicate look. The man learned to embrace this de

r unsmiling face and fierce piercing gaze, plus his fear-inspiring bodyguards, he would have

rward. Silence would have reigned if not for

ssed in a high-class sophisticated suit which was a huge contrast against

ing," One of his men answered w

g by myself," He rose to his feet and snatched the r

over to his prisoner. His men upon noticing his ar

ook, his words dripping with sarcasm. The man w

th, anguish in his heart. How he wished

'm kind of a magnanimous man," Noel said and even wit

ithout breaking his gaze with Peter who stared f

eter?" A whole arsenal of weapons had been stolen by

ok of disdain, "Lik

Which is why I'm currently seating here beca

e all you want, but you're not getting a thing ou

er, mother, grandmother, nearest relatives, and most of all, no girlfriend or wife..." Noel lifted his face, "Which mea

as if saying, "

ead, a smile curved his mouth whe

rowed, confused

ers and a woman stepped into the basement, her heels click-clacking against th

replaced by a trace of panic. He shifted uneasily on

akness. He reached out to his assistant who h

cooed to the dog who didn't prote

gesture. Noel was already making a statement by

t to some, it's family," Noel held his g

tightened around the dog's neck. He struggled against the restraints bu

the dog but his tone was