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The Greater Bond

Stephanie_Letters

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Parts 16
Time 2h 3m

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A Mafia story 

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She was a pawn in the world of power lusting men. Yet she was determined not to be just that. She had ambitions too, a vision of having everyone's head bowed down before her. So she set her sight on the most dangerous man. He was always two steps ahead of everyone, and with him, she knew she wouldn't be just a powerless pawn, she would be his respected Queen. It was only a matter of luring him right into her strings.


He saw pass through her golden exterior and had a glimpse on her sharpness and manipulation.  He saw the darkness she hid, he saw the vanity behind her polite smiles and he loved that.
She was lethal, she was his Donna.All Rights Reserved

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Heart of Fury - Stone and Fire # 2 [17+] by foreverbooked81

College? No, this was paradise. Three years filled with partying, not so secret underground drug-deals, and hot-headed men sliding into beds like snakes with no self-control. Things were different now. I wasn't that perfect, frill-wearing angel Mama thought would walk into the house ring-beared. So many things had changed, except for one. Him. He was a disease, one I couldn't get rid of no matter how hard I tried. Everytime he's near, I feel myself turn into something I've never seen before. Like there's something under my skin only he is capable of bringing out. He's manipulative, twisted, and completely wrong in every way. I hate him. Yet every night, from miles away, I find him in my dreams. Mikhail Volkov Fuck the patriarchy. Better yet, fuck everything and everyone. It was a game of cat and mouse, me chasing victories every single day. The Bratva's constant want for war was what kept the fuel in my blood, burning up into flames whenever my knuckles made contact with another opponent. In the end, I'm always the one left standing. This fire in my bones, I feel it burst into flames while every dark memory, thought and desire runs into my fists. So many medals, but only the people around me could see them. The real battle was against my head. And maybe, just maybe, I was afraid to admit that I had no chance in winning it. She makes it harder. An angel with wings to everyone else, yet a master at unveiling those devil's horns only when I'm near. There's this darkness, this fire, in the both of us. The only difference is, she's better at hiding it. She was gone, far away, yet there was this tether dowsed in fuel connecting us, one that only lit up when she came back. Every time she's near, I feel the limits surrounding my wrath being tested. Then again, rules are only made to be broken, right? Mafia Dark Romance *Standalone*

The Mafia's Mercy by Laisha_Gardner

I stepped into the doorway, turning back to look at him as he tucked his hands into his navy blue jean's pockets. Despite my obvious insecurity, I leaped against my timidity, asking, "Will I ever see you again?" There I was, standing with the door wide open before a man that I didn't know, begging that he'd say that he'd be interested in seeing me again some day. After a brief moment's silence, he stepped toward me, closing the short distance between us. The knuckle of his index finger gently lifted my chin, the pad of his thumb brushing the shadow beneath my lips. My heart fluttered in my chest, my eyes drawn to his compelling ones as he murmured, "I'm dangerous, doll. I'd do you good if I stayed away." I should've left it alone. I should've listened and shut the door, but I didn't. I couldn't. ~the Mafia's Mercy~ She saw it happen, but she was smart enough to pretend she didn't. She understood why it happened. She understood why it had to happen. What she didn't understand is why they didn't hurt her brother. What she didn't understand is why they didn't hurt her. From the moment she laid eyes on him, she knew her life was set to change forever. The Mafia doesn't kill your parents and leave witnesses behind. How do they make the best use of them? When they're adolescents, they don't dispose of them. Instead, he plans, nurtures, and when he's ready, he exploits.

BRUTAL by rahja_

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𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐀 | 18+ by marssella_

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