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Touch me please: A Dark Mafia Romance

Chapter 3 2

Word Count: 1054    |    Released on: 24/09/2025

ann

ro. You keep wri

ssible to stay still. I shifted again on the stool as my mother, Lucia, fusse

crystal flute. Her hair was pinned perfectly, her lips a deep red. Married at eighteen, b

of Italy, not just married off," Bianca sa

ucia glared sharply. "D

"Fine. I'm silent. Just

f once, when I was young enough to believe in fairytales. It hugged my waist, dipped just enough at the neckline to

ed...

. But maybe tha

final clasp at the back, "you belong to him

drifted to the mirror.

n

ne assumed I was some sheltered girl being tossed int

ngs, but watched him, listened to the way people spoke his name. The Butcher

ever said aloud

, like he didn't need to raise his voice to dominate a room. He was the kin

as going to

echoing in my head. Would he even look at me, re

to focus with two fingers, p

That's your only job now. Mak

Don't start with

drama. You must be soft. Obedient. Presentable

thoughts were a

die

u

had wandered places my mother would probably faint over. And when it came to Enzo... I'd imagined mo

bout it. Fantasized, late at night when everyone else was asleep. No

arefully, brushing a curl from my face. "It's

bitterly. "Mine lasted two minutes

a look. "You'

nca said. "I'm tell

thudding too loud in my chest. "

is: even if he doesn't love you-which, let's be ho

my mothe

glass. "Butcher or not, he's hot. There

, but I didn't just want duty. I didn't even want just good s*x.

my husband. Enzo's cold, yes, but he might not be heartless yet. Y

t to smile. I had seen it. Just a flick

first wife,"

"Men like th

e went crazy w

ct. Someone kills your wife, you retaliate. You don't go mad with grief.

ttled over

u two are terrible

ou'll be fine. Just remember: if it hurts, close your eyes and pr

gue in disapproval, b

h a wink, "and moan. L

despite myself, hidin

rrupted us. A voice from

eath

her shoulders. "You

dress. "Come on, let's get

n my legs. I turned toward the mirror. For a se

I re

I was

ath, fixed my veil, and

to marry En

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Touch me please: A Dark Mafia Romance
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“After his wife's death, Enzo Romano swore his heart was buried with her. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. But when duty forces him into a contract marriage with innocent Arianna, the girl who secretly adores him, she finds herself falling for a man who will never love her back. Because Enzo's body may betray him... but his heart still belongs to the dead. Damn, you're delicious," he murmured into her mouth. "You taste like a goddess." She heard the sound of his belt buckle, and her frantic heart stopped because she knew what was coming. "Damn, I need to be inside you," he declared with a hint of desperation that she loved. She reacted and helped him free himself from his pants because she needed it, too, and she needed it now. But when his member was finally free, and she felt him position himself, his gaze wandered for a moment to a spot behind them. It was only for a second, but that second was enough to see how the entire expression on his face transformed. The desire froze, and instead of the fiery, passionate man from a moment ago, he was that block of ice he usually was again. He took two steps back and looked down. She sat up, confused. "What's wrong?" she asked, baffled. He tensed his jaw and shook his head while zipping up his pants again. A whirlwind of emotions crowded her chest and got stuck in her throat. "Enzo," she called out, but he didn't respond. He bent down to pick up his shirt and walked toward his room without looking at her. "Enzo!" she yelled, but he ignored her and entered his room, slamming the door. She was left on the island, naked, not understanding anything. All the fire went out, giving way to a sadness that settled in her heart. He rejected her. Enzo rejected her.”