In the Shadows of the Mafia Lord
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ath of my family. I was barely holding on, my body broken and trembling as I dragged myself throu
ights cut throu
g water as the door opened. A figure emerged,
ommanded, deep and
dark coat billowing in the wind like the wings of a raven. His face was shadowe
racked, barely audi
His eyes, sharp and piercing, locked onto mine. "You're not dead yet," he murmu
eath me as I sank into them. My body ached, my head spi
ed, my throat raw fro
he road, his hands gripping the steering wheel with a
ce was low and smooth, like si
he was the man who ruled the underworld with an iron fist, whose e
" I asked, my voice b
s eyes remained fixed on the road. "
n like Rafael didn't do
lding, its sleek exterior gleaming under the rain
is tone leaving no
re would I go? My family was gone, my home reduced to ash
k his
The elevator ride was silent, the air thick with unspoken tension. I could
-ceiling windows offering a breathtaking view of the city. The room was b
" I demanded, f
at clung to his broad shoulders. He turned to face me, his
ed, surprising even myself
ou've lost everything," he said, his voice soft but cuttin
the truth of them slicing
oser, "I can give you something.
the effort to keep my emotions in ch
face. The touch was electric, sending a jolt through my
llow in the vastness of the room
But I can make you powerful, Marisol. I can give yo
Revenge. The thought was intoxica
ch?" I asked, n
ainst my skin, his scent intoxicating. "The catch," he murmured, hi
ttle over me. This was a man who could destroy me with a sna
wasn't
voice steady despite th
r in his expression now, something dangerous. "Go
t the door, glancing over his sh
an eyebro
ne deadly serious. "Because if you do,
penthouse. My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of fear and exhilaration coursi
ad I truly
pulator, or some
oken girl desperate for a lifeline,
down on me. My mind churned with questions I wasn't ready to face. Why had he ch
f light across the city. In that moment, I felt the full force of my isolation. My family was gone, my hom
ets was h
what secrets was I wi
back the tears threatening to spill. I couldn't afford to break now, n
rust Rafa
oul over to a man who wou
tempest brewed a war between fear, desire