Sold To Mafia

Sora Lee had a crush on the worst possible person.

Ren Park - the cold, untouchable mafia king.
Her family's enemy. Her biggest mistake.

She was supposed to stay away.

But now?
She's trapped in his world.

Branded a mole, betrayed by her own blood, and chained to the one man who doesn't believe a word she says.

"His footsteps echo across the floor as he walks to the center of the room, blood still dripping from his knuckles. I stand near the wall, arms folded.
"I was being polite," I say.
He turns. "You think that's what that was?"
"What would you rather I do? Start stabbing guests?"
He walks toward me slowly.
"No. But I'd prefer if my wife didn't act like she was up for auction."
I scoff. "Oh, now you care?"
He stops right in front of me. Eyes blazing.
"You wore that dress," he growls. "You looked at him like you wanted him to keep talking. And you didn't stop him when he touched you."
"Why would I?" I hiss. "You don't touch me."
His breath catches.
My chest heaves, emotion surging up. "You act like I'm something to protect, but not something to want. You hold me at arm's length, like I might poison you with a kiss."
He stares at me. His jaw tightens. Then-
In one sharp motion, he slams his hand against the wall beside my head - not hitting me, not hurting me. Just caging me there. The blood on his knuckles smears faintly onto the white plaster.
"