A MAFIA ROMANCE
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"Mrs.O'Rihley take your clothes off"
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The wedding ring forced onto her slim finger and a new life thrown into her arms. Kiara was just in the wrong place;at the wrong time.
Lucien O'Rhileys lust for...
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Lucien POV
"Find her. Find her now." My overall anger was exploding, a dense fire had been awakened in me a flame that burned deep into my mind. It was my fault she was taken by whoever the fuck took her.
Took my wife, my Mrs.drug cartel, my property. I shouldn't care, it should just be the worry's about my deal going south. But a feeling deep down in my gut... something I've never heard of... never felt.
"Lucien we have been trying to narrow it down but no one is talking. Everyone is saying they had nothing to do with it." My 3rd, Rafael, said arms folded behind his back as I paced the floor
Back and fucking forth.
Kiara and her dumb ass sarcastic attitude annoy me to death but I've grown used to it. Got used to her being just—here.
Things I have I don't share. The second she came to me she became mine. These pussy feelings I'm having making me sick.
"Out. Everyone get the fuck out"I growl clenching my fists, the skin on my knuckles a ghostly white. "John.stay."
The door slamming behind the last person as we stand there, the whitewashed walls unmoved by our silence. "why." I say plainly and the way he looked at me, knowing exactly what my simple words meant.
"When you find her, you better fucking hope she will forgive you," he says walking up close to me, he cares about her and I know he blames me. Our friendship in the edge because of a woman.
///// Kiara POV
"Let me the fuck go you stupid ass wipe" I scream curses as my wrists and feet are bound to a chair with ropes and zip ties. The people who took me never showing their faces wearing ski masks whenever they came in to talk to me.
"Fuck, do you ever shut up?" My least favorite kidnaper man growled grabbing my chin and squeezing my cheeks together. "Now just sit still and look pretty because you might be here a while..." he bites "and pissing off the people who are keeping you is a dangerous thing to do" letting me go and pushing my head to the side as he backs away.
When I regained consciousness I woke up here, tied to a chair and bruised. Lucky they didn't touch me tho."Good thing I live my life dangerously then."I smile and lunged from the chair, well attempt to anyway. Shaking his head he grabs a camera and a tripod setting it up in front of where I'm tied.
"What you gonna do become a vlogger?"
His eyes a chestnut brown, and based on the color of his eyebrows his hair was probably brown too. Overall he was fit, fast and strong but not more than Lucien, don't think it's possible. "This you little cunt is a video that we are going to send to your fucking husband as a message."
