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Forced To Wed The Mafia Heir

Chapter 5 MINE

Word Count: 1116    |    Released on: 20/10/2024

spinning with ideas and emotions. Instead of being comforting, the silk sheets now felt suffocating against my skin. The memory of dinner lingered in my mind, with the

heavy draperies, I could just see my reflection - a pallid ghost with wide, troubled eyes. Looking back at me, I hard

rkness, fumbling for my bathrobe, the soft carpet muffled my feet. I shrugged it on over my silk pajamas

d of silence that screamed secrets and peril. Turning the doorknob,

ems. I knew better now. Every piece most likely had a bloody past and was paid for with life rather than money. I moved discreetly. Yea

Should I be discovered, I had no idea about the fallout. But something kept me moving ahead. Was it an inqu

I really doing this?" My voice was just a breath in the stillness as I whispered

eway. I immediately smelled the musty scent - a mix of ancient wood, dust, and long-buried secrets. It was

usted to the darkness, and I

itation and relief in my voic

w all too well. I could see the mischievous sparkle in her eye even in the low li

slight smile on her lips. "Couldn't sleep

e Ava's tense posture and her fingers slightly shaking as she tucked a strand of hair

"This is insane. We shouldn

ougher and more determined replaced the mischief in her eyes. "Come on, Kylie. You kn

h the wall. Ava and I looked at each other, a quiet conversation flowing b

across the men assembled there, transforming familiar features into hideous masks. My n

but vigilant stance, like a predator at rest, he looked every inch the master of his territory. His face's

ed to catch every detail, my l

sander and his soldiers are here right now. E

en glass, and the distinct sound of a gun bei

cut into my thoughts. "Gentlemen, we

linking. "Oh, come on, Lysander," he said, his voice gentle but his eyes piercing. "It wasn't entirely terrible. The cuisine was first-rate; the beve

nside me. How dare he discuss me in such a manner? Like

"She's mine." His possessiveness in his voice made me shudder down my spine. N

g beneath him. He started to cough, the sound echoing loudly

ol and Nathaniel. The room suddenly felt much colder. "I

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Forced To Wed The Mafia Heir
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“In the shadowy underbelly of Chicago, where loyalty is currency and power is everything, 18-year-old Kylie Santos finds herself at the center of a dangerous game she never asked to play. What happens when duty collides with desire? When the price of family loyalty is your own heart? Born into the notorious Santos crime family, Kylie has always known her life would be different. But nothing could have prepared her for the bombshell her father drops one fateful evening. As rival gangs close in, threatening to destroy everything the Santos family has built over generations, Kylie learns that she is to be the linchpin in a desperate plan for survival. "You will marry his oldest son, Lysander," her father declares, his voice as cold and unyielding as steel. In an instant, Kylie's world shatters. She's to be wed to Lysander Vincenzo, heir to the New York Familia - their longtime enemies turned reluctant allies. But can decades of bloodshed and mistrust truly be erased by a single union? Suddenly, Kylie is thrust into a world of high-stakes politics and deadly power plays. Every move she makes could tip the delicate balance between peace and all-out war. As she navigates this treacherous new reality, Kylie must grapple with her own desires and ambitions. Can she sacrifice her dreams for the greater good of her family? Or will she find a way to forge her own path amidst the chaos? But Lysander Vincenzo is no mere pawn in this game of chess. Rumored to be as ruthless as he is handsome, he harbors his own secrets and ambitions. As Kylie and Lysander circle each other warily, an unexpected spark ignites between them. Could their arranged union blossom into something real? Or will the weight of family expectations and old grudges snuff out any chance at true love?”