"New rule," he growls, rubbing the tip of his cock against my pussy. "From now on, you call me Daddy no matter what. You understand me?"

I nod as much as his grip around my neck will allow, my pulse hammering against his palm. 

"Yes, Daddy." I obey.

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Valentino, Raffaele, and Angelo, are the princes of Le Vipere Nere—the most feared Mafia family in Italy. 

I was just a stripper when Valentino first laid eyes on me. To him, I was supposed to be a fleeting distraction meant for nothing more than a night of passion and sin. 

But we became so much more. 

At first I was tangled only in his sheets until his brothers wanted a taste of me. 

Once they decided I was theirs, there was no escaping. Now I’m trapped between three Mafia heirs who don’t know how to share. 

They claim me. Worship me. And fuck me until I forget my own name. They make me crave the pain as much as the pleasure. They make me theirs—body, mind, and soul.

But the truth is I’m living a lie, and when they discover my secret, this game of lust and obsession might end in blood.

Welcome to a story of sin, power, and forbidden desire—where love and hate are separated by nothing more than a single heartbeat.

Her mouth's all over mine, a hot, wet mess of hunger, teeth and tongue, and I fucking love it. 


We stumble through the doorway into my bedroom, our lips never breaking contact. My hands are on her ass, squeezing hard, pulling her hips tight against the throbbing ache in my pants.


We hit the edge of the bed and she finally pulls her lips from mine, her blue eyes glazed and dark with the same need that's fucking screaming through my veins. With a strength that catches me off guard, she shoves me backward. I land on the bed, propping myself up on my elbows just to watch the show.


Chapter 27 - Cradling The Enemy (R18+)