Bound By Mafia Blood

onight, however, she had made a rare promise, to her colleagues a

ght pulsed with music, laughter, and sin. She smoothed down her short red strappy dress, the fabric hugging her curves like second sk

ung thick in the air. Her colleagues, two doctors and a nurse, waved her over from a booth tucked in the

gaze that peeled back layers, undressing you, and

ion, there was something drawing her to give th

fting under a snug black T-shirt, tattoos curling like whispers of sin down his arms. His hair, dark and unruly, framed

. The world shrank to just the two of them, her pulse, hi

of her colleagues calle

table. "Sorry, got lost for a second," she said, pretending not to

been watching you since you w

t off, taking a sip of her

tes later, the shadow of a man loomed beside her. The bass fa

murmured by her ear, low, conf

was making her pulse race. His smirk was lazy but lethal. "You've been a

eague nudged her beneath the tab

placed her hand in hi

he air she breathed. When he pulled her onto the dance floor, the rhythm swallowed

aid, his lips i

she repl

ou're the doctor who fixe

itched. "How

tion, his arm locking around her waist as her back met h

own in the pulse of the music, in the warmth of his hand resting at her hip, in the way his voi

eyes tracking

them burning into her

r lipstick in the mirror of the l

e called out w

t her arm. "Such a little whore," the man hissed, slamming her back against

ruggling against him, panic surg

screamed. That scream changed everything. The door exploded open, a blur

n your body!" Massimo's voice roared like thunder as his

ling in the corner. "Hey..." His voice dropped to a whi

ords caught in her th

"It's alright now. I've got you." And in that single embrace, something sh

nscious man, his jaw tightening. "No one touc

distant, as if the city itself knew that this was how everything began, with

ing her, offering the promise of safety amid the chaos of the night. His cigarette rested between his

the question barely audible ove

the corner of his mouth curling upward. Truth

ightly. The scent had mingled with the danger

sually, though his eyes betrayed an

oom, a sanctuary above the chaos of the club. "Wh

y behind her, his chest warm and firm against her back. For a moment, he wanted to kiss her, to taste t

, wiggling slightly

of authority and comfort. "You're safe with

lose to a man like this, never allowed herself to trust

sity lacing the edge of his voice. "You're differe

ed, her back still brushi

t chaos, and yet you're here, in the middle of it all," he observed,

laughed softly, trying to mask

He gestured to the floor below. "See those girls? They come here

ured, a little a

re, with me," he said softly, his smirk turning int

ed her a glass of neat whiskey. "Drink, it will

ning down her throat, spreading

gently aside, his thumb grazing her bottom lip. His eyes locked with he

his voice low and fervent, pulling at some

that matched the heat between them. His hands rested lightly on her hips, guiding her

e breathed, letting herse

e said, lips curving into a wick

murmured, pressing his forehead to h

" she countered,

rget," he said, his grin dark and con

minutes. "I need to leave," sh

d in his, rough and calloused yet gentle. His thumb stroked

, angel. After tonight, after everyt

. Once at her car, he pressed her against the metal, his body hard and commanding, y

whispered, voice husky

not to stop. His lips met hers in a slow, possessive kiss that ignited every nerve. Hands roamed, exploring the

olling through her, "you have n

knew she should resist, but she couldn't. She wanted more, but s

ped. "Not when I want to take my t

, "before I forget what it means to be a gen

hat had just happened, but certain of one t

aced with the thrill of danger, the sting of lust, and the promise of a man who would claim her world, one way