"You don't know the pit you've dug yourself in, Ms. Elena Lubov. Can you honestly tell me that if I slit your neck right now, you can still love me?" Michael asked as the knife on Elena's neck began to cut slowly and draw a bit of blood. Their gazes never wavered. "I'll cut my throat on your behalf, Michael, if it would make you believe in every word that I say" she said without fear, "I have nothing to lose." she whispered. When the most powerful mafia boss finds out his past never existed, how can he keep his madness from destroying the future he created? When power and money is useless, what can the words of the dead do for those left behind?
"I don't care what you're doing now, Alex. I want you to get me all of the files, NOW!" Michael shouted as he looked at his semi-buff assistant looking at him with nervous eyes. The guy was five feet and probably nine inches tall, and he had a nice build, but he was a wimp when it came to his boss.
The assistant ran out of the office while nervously mumbling and hitting the door on the way out. Michael was left with an irritated feeling as he tried to calm himself down and adjust the necktie around his neck. He felt like choking his assistant, Alex, for making the mistake of letting his secretary, Victoria, answer an important call. Alex knew that Victoria became an idiot when the woman was around attractive guys. The woman didn't answer a stakeholder's call because she was distracted by Michael's other guests. Now, there was a threat of losing the investors because of a stupid missed call.
"Why am I surrounded by idiots?" he whispered to himself as he walked back to his table and sat on his chair with an infuriated look on his face.
Michael Mezzaluna looked at the files on top of his desk and sighed at the frustration that he was feeling. He looked at each of the files and decided to let his mind wander a bit just to relax. He found it difficult to find reliable employees, and him being famous made it even more frustrating, because there have been multiple times that there were employees that were spies from other companies. There was even a time when there were multiple attempted sabotages in his businesses in both real estate and his architectural firm. He continued to look at the photos of himself and his two best friends on his desk to just allow himself to calm down.
Michael Mezzaluna didn't have a family, and he grew up on the streets before he entered a life he never knew he would enter. He stopped himself from recalling the past as he knew it would just ruin his mood for the entire day. Instead, he focused on looking at the crescent tattoo on his wrist where his pulse was. Mezzaluna is the Italian word for Crescent, and he was always both proud and emotionally in pain whenever he remembered that he was the last of his family line.
Michael was currently one of the most well-known bachelors in all of Italy, and he was considered as one of the most prominent self-made businessmen. He was the founder of Mezzaluna Inc., and the boss of the most powerful mafia family in the country. He was using the company as both a cover up for his business, and as a means to get through other businesses without being noticed. A sigh left his lips along with an irritated groan as he leaned forward and rubbed his temples after a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.
"Wow," the door opened, and a woman's voice echoed in his office, "You look like shit, boss."
Michael looked up and saw that it was his partner and one of the two best friends he was thinking about. Alba Lombardi, the adopted daughter of the Lombardi mafia's boss. She was a powerful woman, but with her small and delicate frame, no one would ever believe that the woman was one of the most feared business women and ex-assassin in Italy.
She waltzed inside the room with her clipboard on her hand and her phone on the other. The company is co-owned by the three of them, Alba, Daniele, and Michael, and yet, she preferred to be labeled as the head of the security of the company instead of Michael's business partner. He just eyed her up and down as he saw that she was now wearing leather from her coat, to her boots and pants. Michael couldn't believe her fashion choices at times but knew that he had no voice when it came to Alba's personal life or fashion choices. She sighed as he remained silent and waited for her to speak.
"Why did I see Alex speed walking outside your office? He managed to slam his face into two glass doors," there was accusation in her voice, and I just lifted my right eyebrow to send an obvious message to her, and she sighed in response, "Seriously, Boss, could you be a little more approachable with Alex? The guy has been working with you for nearly a decade now, but you and him have never even hung out with each other. Not once, okay?"
Michael rubbed his temple and just sighed as the woman began to summarize the good qualities of Alex. His personal assistant, Alexander Jackson, is a half American and half Italian man who applied for his company a few months after he and his friends opened for hiring. Alex was a great personal assistant, and he's been with the company for more than ten years. However, what Michael has always hated about Alex was his ability to become both a nuisance and an asset to the company.
"Alex is a nice guy, Michael," her tone changed as she sat down in front of Michael and gave him a piece of paper that she took from her clipboard, "Listen to me, I checked him, and I have been checking him for years, Michael, he is not a spy, nor does he have any ulterior motives. He may be clumsy and a wimp when it comes to you, but the guy is good at his job, and he's a great cover-up for you."
"Alba, the guy is starting to increase his mistakes. You know how I hate mistakes in this company more that I hate people making mistakes with the stupif flavor of my coffee," I said in an annoyed tone, "I won't fire him, but I want you to think of something to make him less of a wimp, and more of a proper assistant for me and this company. I don't need more idiots around me." She just rolled her eyes as Michael took the piece of paper and finally read it.
"Well, if you ask me, you should be thinking of firing that sex doll you call secretary and get a better one who actually uses their brains more that their private organs." she exclaimed with irritation.
"I'll fire her the moment that she makes one more mistake," Michale said just to see how much he can piss her off, "The woman is good at her job, but she does get distracted easily when there are men in front of her, I have to admit that."
"When there are men in front of her?!" Alba raised her tone, but there was sarcasm in every word, "The woman has a vagina for a brain, and as good as she is at her job, she's better at being a slut than she is at being your secretary, you idiot."
He raised his eyebrow at the word she used to describe him in the end. She didn't call him boss, didn't call him Don, and she didn't even call him by his name. She called him an idiot, which means he needed to be careful, because as far as he could remember, the woman had all sorts of weapons hidden in her clothes.
"Alright, alright, I'll fire her as soon as you can find me a new secretary to take on her job. I didn't want to be rushed to the hospital because I pissed off my small head of security, best friend, and partner." he said in a playful tone. It was his turn to chill, and Alba's turn to get annoyed.
Anyway," Alba began, "that is the list of people who have been identified by our team. The names on the left are the names that are associated with ofthe mafia families, and the others are from other companies. The numbers are increasing, so I guess there's something wrong with the team who hires these people."
"Find the teams responsible for hiring these spies, talk to them, interrogate them, I don't know. I leave everything to you, and I expect that by the time a new secretary is found, these names would either be marked as fired, or they'd resign on their own. Either way, Alba," I put the paper down and looked at her with annoyed eyes, "I want you to make sure that these people, especially those from the mafia families, would know who they're trying to mess with." She nodded as she took the list and with a heavy sigh, she left the office.
Michael looked at the flashdrive that Alba left on the top of his table. He knew that when she did these things, it meant that the file was for the mafia family and not for the company. He opened the file, and his anger rose when he saw that it was the photos and total number of his people killed by the Mondragon family during one of the clashes that happened in the small hideout near Venice. The Mondragon family, he hated them with everything he had. Michael knew that the deaths meant that the head of the family, Ardente Sparo Mondragon, has now fully recovered, and has begun executing his revenge against him and his family for taking the title as the most powerful mafia boss in Italy.
“How can you tell me you never wanted it when you can’t deny that you loved every second of it, my love? Shyne, no one will ever make you feel the way I do, and I’ll spend every moment proving it. Not even time and death can separate us.” Shyne De Leon runs away from her past and her ex-lover by using her family’s power and influence to start a new life far away from her hometown. The memories and promises that her ex has given her made running away more difficult. A few years have passed, and the guilt of what she left behind started to haunt her. Her ex Rian Batista and their past rendezvous began to appear in her dreams more frequently. The dreams became darker, and Shyne started to have ghostly hallucinations of the man she had left. When the torture of her dreams became too much, her family’s money and influence could no longer save her from her own past and mind. As the untold past starts to unfold, will she kiss the truth and embrace her past? Or will she wallow in regret and enter her ex-lover’s offered damnation?
After a painful breakup with her boyfriend of two years who coldly told her to her face that he couldn't keep dating her because she was too uptight--In a moment of anger and defiance, Anna decided to throw caution to the wind for one reckless night. She headed to the wildest club in Texas, determined to lose herself in the chaos. But fate had other plans. To her shock, she ran into her ex-boyfriend at the club. Desperate to save face, she made a split-second decision and approached a stranger, pretending he was her new boyfriend. What she never anticipated was the magnetic pull she would feel towards him or the fact that she'd end up going home with this mystery man. Soon enough, the real surprise hit her--this stranger wasn't just anyone; he was her new boss. What begins as a night of rebellion spirals into a whirlwind of forbidden attraction, societal pressure and hidden affairs. And now there are so many things at stake. Find out how this story unfolds.
Life was a bed of roses for Debra, the daughter of Alpha. That was until she had a one-night stand with Caleb. She was sure he was her mate as determined by Moon Goddess. But this hateful man refused to accept her. Weeks passed before Debra discovered that she was pregnant. Her pregnancy brought shame to her and everyone she loved. Not only was she driven out, but her father was also hunted down by usurpers. Fortunately, she survived with the help of the mysterious Thorn Edge Pack. Five years passed and Debra didn't hear anything from Caleb. One day, their paths crossed again. They were both on the same mission—carrying out secret investigations in the dangerous Roz Town for the safety and posterity of their respective packs. Caleb was still cold toward her. But as time went on, he fell head over heels in love with her. He tried to make up for abandoning her, but Debra wasn't having any of it. She was hell-bent on hiding her daughter from him and also making a clean break. What did the future hold for the two as they journeyed in Roz Town? What kind of secrets would they find? Would Caleb win Debra's heart and get to know his lovely daughter? Find out!
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.