CLAIMED- By Romano Brothers.

CLAIMED- By Romano Brothers.

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Faith Anderson. An innocent girl, who grew with the love of her Dad and her elder brother. Since, her mother died while giving birth to her, she has become the world to her dad and brother. Romano brothers. A cruel, vicious Mafia, disguised as successful businessman to the world. They are , in short the psychopaths. What happens when their gaze fell on the innocent Faith. Will they change for her or will they become her worst nightmare ever? • • • " P-please ... Please l-leave him, please... I beg y-you..." Faith cried, thrashing in Lucian's arms. " You motherfucker, don't do this to her. Leave him. " Chris yelled at the trio. His friend was at the verge of loosing his life. " Shh, baby, why are you taking his side? Huh? " He gripped her hair tightly. " Do you feel anything for him? Huh! Tell me. " Lucian seethed looking at her. " FUCKING ANSWER HIM. " Azron hollered kicking the tied person in his stomach. Panic was bubbling inside Faith and she couldn't able to say anything. " Answer me or your brother will pay the price along with him, kitten. " Zanvil said taking a sharp knife and grazing the tip at Chris's neck, so slightly, that it drew some blood out. Seeing this much of blood infront of her, Faith felt her head spinning. Her struggles becoming weak. " ANSWER ME GOD-DAMN-IT. " Lucian pulled her head up with her hair. " N-No..." She managed to let out a whimper and collapsed on Lucian. She was barely conscious. " Oh, baby, I knew it. It's okay, Lucian don't hurt her. " Zanvil left Chris and walked towards her. Lucian kissed her lips briefly while Zanvil caressed her hair. " But, this guy made us insecure. He has to pay little one. He'll be punished. " Azron scowled, taking a cleaver in his hands. " DON'T DO THIS TO HER. PLEASE. " Chris pleaded the trio for her sister and his friend. He knew his friend is going to die tonight. He also knew he couldn't do anything. But it was too late. ••• © Copyright reserved.
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"Don't look at me like that..." Vanessa Hart has always been the good girl-quiet, studious, achingly innocent. At eighteen, her world is small and safe, defined by library books and the gentle, fading memory of her father. She's a untouched flower, never been plucked, never been kissed. But when her fragile, grieving mother brings home Carter Anderson, that small, safe world shatters. Carter is everything Vanessa shouldn't want. Older. Forbidden. Powerful. Soon to be her stepfather. A wealthy titan of industry with a gaze that feels like a physical touch, he moves through their modest home like a panther in a cage of glass. He is twice her age, all sharp suits, cold authority, and a dominance that makes the air crackle. And the way he watches her-dark, hungry, utterly possessive-sends shivers of something terrifying and thrilling down her spine. He is a man who takes what he wants, and he wants *her*. One sweltering night, trapped together in the oppressive silence of the study, he corners her. The scent of his expensive cologne and aged whiskey is an intoxicating fog. His finger, calloused and warm, tilts her chin up, forcing her to meet his burning gaze. "You have no idea," he whispers, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that vibrates deep within her, "how hard it is not to touch you. Not to claim what has been mine from the moment I saw you." His mouth crashes down on hers, not asking, but *taking*. It's not a gentle first kiss; it's a conquest. It's a devouring of her innocence, a branding of his ownership. A weak protest dies in her throat, morphing into a gasp that he swallows whole. His hands are everywhere, mapping the territory of her body she's never shown to anyone, burning through the thin cotton of her dress. "This is wrong," she breathes against his lips, even as her body arches into his. "Wrong has never felt so right, little one," he growls, sweeping her into his arms and carrying her to the leather sofa.

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