❝He was a killer and I was his darling puppet. ❞ • • • A sinner in the disguise of a smaller one. Antonio Giordano was a cold-blooded murderer. His intense gaze and sickening smirk was the last thing his victims saw before they were killed. He was a devil in the disguise of an angel's body. Or so, the world thought. They called him the Ace...or the Don. She called him something entirely different. Francesca Lastra was his the moment she entered adulthood and she had made amends with the fact. It was her destiny and if not him then someone worse. But that didn't mean she didn't fear the outcome. After all, rumours were all she had of him. A newly wedded couple. A war ordered. A young girl to protect. And everything filled with strife and chaos. Possibly, what could go wrong? ••• to be published on GALATEA on 07/29/2022 - unfinished! * This book holds sensitive content and mentally disturbing relationships. I do not condone it and this book is only for entertainment purposes. It is called a dark romance due to the dubious consent and dark setting. * 18+ ______ REVIEWS FROM READERS______ "This is one of those books that I'll have to re-read as soon as it completed." - abeer_2020 "Mafia Puppet is the first book I actually liked. After so many years I find a proper book. My type which I was looking for and I can't be more than happy for an update and be grateful. Thank you author for writing books. I seriously hope you finish them and don't leave them like some. Thank you so much for your hard work. Love it can't wait for more." -choco_is_late "Awesome update. This is one of the best books I have ever read. Please update soon. Can't wait to read more." - Omkaira_K "I just started reading this book and it's soo good thanks for writing such a beautiful book 🥰" - SarahObi __________ #1 darkromance (2020-12-21)

His chest glistened with water droplets dribbling down the glowing bronze skin. Resting, his strong muscular back against the rocks on the lake side, head lulled backwards, onyx eyes closed in utter salvation. "Your spying on me is utterly useless young tulip." Ink eyes opened, resting upon my little frame making me freeze. "What are you thinking? You have got this one chance....run away." He offered his eyes watching my each and every movement like a hawk. "I am a prisoner sire, I have heard stories....tales of how war prisoners are mercilessly butchered if they are caught and I can't afford to die....not yet...I have someone to feed and I will do anything for them." "Anything?" He asked in eerily calm voice. I nodded slowly a lump forming in my throat as my eyes glistened with tears with the scenes of men using my eighteen year body flashed infront of me making me tremble. Water splashed around as he rose to his full height inside the lagoon, his eyes solely focused on me, his feet moving forward, closing our distance altogether. "Azarios" I stiffened, my eyes snapping to his in utter surprise as I heard the name leaving his plump lips. His identity, the name which echoed throughout the dynasty making every living soul shudder. Killer Commander Beast He was the commander of Gladiators. Azarios, the Gladiator of Ambrose. "You will be the bride of mine." "You are my enemy, my contender, the person I hate with everything....every fibre in my soul." she fumed. "Too bad then... you are the person I love with every cell in my body." *No toxic relationship*