My heart hammers against my ribs as his thumb presses hard into my jaw. The silence in the hallway stretches thick and heavy. "Thats what i thought" he murmurs when i stay silent. His hand tangle in my hair, jerking my forward roughly. My chin tipped to the ceiling the only place i can see. "Who am i to you dear?". I swallow hard the roots of my hair stinging from his grip. I should back down. I should play nice but I don't. I force my eyes directly onto his. "A psychopath" i spit out my voice laced with pure hatred. Rafeal stares at me. One. Two. Three. A low gravelly chuckle rumbles deep into his chest vibrating against my own body. "You want to see how crazy I can get,kitten?" His finger massage my hair, the other finding my waist. Heat digs under my ribs with unrevolving warmth. I close my eyes briefly . ୨୧・・・・୨୧・・・・ "You don't belong to yourself anymore." I never believed monsters existed. Until Rafael Russo. As the head of the Russo mafia, Rafael is feared by everyone who knows his name. Charming when it benefits him and terrifying when it doesn't, he sees people as pieces to move, problems to erase, and anything he wants as something he already owns. Then he sees me. One glance is all it takes for him to decide that I'm his. I'm nothing like the dangerous world he lives in. I'm quiet, shy, and raised to believe there's good in everyone. But after I'm kidnapped, I'm forced into a world of blood, lies, and violence-where escaping Rafael becomes impossible. The more I fear him, the more fascinated he becomes. He doesn't understand love. He understands possession. And he'll destroy anyone who tries to take what's his.
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