What Mr. Mafia Claims.

What Mr. Mafia Claims.

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Romance
I walk into my hotel room and it was pitch black. I walk up to the TV stand and set my keys down. I walk over to the light switch. I was about to turn it on when I sensed I wasn't alone in the room. I let out a dry laugh. "I wasn't sure when I was going to see you again," I turn on the light and look to the corner of the room to see a little devil sitting in the armchair. She smiles. "How did you get into my room?" She stands up. "I am your wife, Kade. No one asked any questions." I trail my eyes down her body to see she wore a black dress that was too revealing and not for the public eye. I found myself aching to touch her. I take off my jacket with my eyes glued to hers. "Did you go out in public like that?" She takes a few steps to me and places her hand on my chest. "This is for your eyes only." I swallow harshly and capture her lips in mine. Echo and Kade have had an unspoken love for over a year. They learn about each other without even a word. Echo finds herself in the middle of Kade's world when she admits to him that she knows his dirty secret. Kade finds himself relieved that he doesn't have to lie to her or stay away anymore. Now he is doing anything and everything to keep her protected even if that means letting her go.
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Kai sat at the edge of the bed, jaw tight, big hands wrapping gauze around my split knuckles. He was too careful, too quiet- the type that comes right before a storm rips through you. I woke up halfway through, yanked my hand free. "Don't touch me." He didn't flinch. Just looked at me with those wolf-grey eyes like I was the only war he ever wanted to fight. "Dont do that." I blinked."What?" His mouth barely moved."You dont get to do that after what you did." My lips curled into a dangerous smile. "And if I do?" He grabbed me by the jaw-gentle and cruel all at once. My breath hitched. "Then I'll just have to remind you who you belong to." His lips crashes against mine. The kiss was raw, possessive, demanding-his tongue forcing its way past my lips, dominating me until my knees nearly buckled. When he finally pulled back, a thin string of saliva connected us. I let out a needy, humiliating whine at the loss of contact. The world stopped "You want to break things?" His voice a low growl, "Break me.You want pain? I'll give you pain that loves you back. But if you ever throw yourself in front of filth like that again-" His grip on my jaw tightened, not enough to hurt, just enough to own. "I might just kill someone." *** They call me the prince of chaos. The media's favorite sin. Award-winning artist, tabloid disaster, human trainwreck with pretty eyes and prettier scars. But I didn't ask for the crown. I do drugs to sleep. Smoke to breathe. Fuck to feel. Punch cameras.Curse in interviews. And I don't apologize for any of it. That's how I got kai-my new bodyguard. 6ft something of quiet death, jaw sharp enough to cut glass, and eyes like he's already decided how I'll die if I piss him off. He doesn't play nice and he sees too much. And when he touches me, the world gets quiet for once. This isn't your typical love story. It's war. ME vs Myself. ME vs My Past. ME vs the man who swore he'd protect me - even from myself. You want to know how it ends? So do I.

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