Five years ago, Isabella Russo was betrayed, abandoned like she meant nothing. She had given her heart to Dominic Moretti, the cold and ruthless mafia boss, only to watch him turn his back on her when she needed him the most. Left to fend for herself, she disappeared-only to return stronger, smarter, and with a dangerous secret that could destroy Dominic's entire empire. Now, fate has thrown them back together. Dominic sees the woman standing before him, no longer the fragile girl he once abandoned, but a force to be reckoned with. She is fierce, untouchable-except he's never stopped wanting her. But trust in their world is a weakness, and Isabella has no intentions of making the same mistake twice. As rival mafia boss Luca DeMarco closes in, seeing Isabella as the key to Dominic's downfall, old wounds are reopened, and buried desires reignite. Lies, betrayal, and a secret Isabella has sworn to protect threaten to destroy them both. She wants revenge. He wants redemption. But in a world built on blood and power, will their love be their greatest strength or their ultimate downfall? A dark, steamy, and suspenseful mafia romance, Captive of the Mafia Boss is a gripping tale of love, betrayal, and redemption where passion burns hotter than vengeance-and some enemies are worth fighting for. Would you like any tweaks to better align with the tone you're aiming for?
The ballroom sparkled under the golden light of crystal chandeliers. Laughter and music mixed together like a beautiful song. The room showed power and wealth in every detail, but to Isabella Blackwell, it felt like a trap..
She stood at the edge of the crowd, her evening gown barely making a sound over the clinking glasses and quiet whispers. The people around her looked perfect-elegant and distant, as if they were out of reach. But inside, Isabella felt trapped by her past, like it was crushing her chest and stealing her breath.
"Isn't it perfect?" a voice whispered at her side.
Isabella turned to face her mother, Clarissa, who was wearing a bright smile-a smile that, in Isabella's experience, never truly reached her eyes. Her mother's gaze swept over her with that familiar, calculating look, as if measuring her every breath.
"Why do I feel like I'm walking into a lion's den?" Isabella Spoke in a low voice, though she knew Clarissa didn't care for her discomfort.
"Because you are," Clarissa said, with a strange distant cheer. "This isn't just a gala, darling. This is where decisions are made. Your decisions."
Before Isabella could protest, a figure emerged from the shadows-a tall man in a perfectly dressed suit, his jawline sharp as a blade. It was Andrew DeMarco, the man who had haunted her nightmares for the past five years. The man who had destroyed everything she thought she knew about loyalty, about family. The man whose name still echoed in her ears.
His sharp, calculating eyes met hers, and for a moment, the room fell silent. The air grew heavy, and Isabella's pulse quickened, just as it always did around him. But this time, something was different. He wasn't looking at her like a puzzle to be solved. He was studying her-almost as if he knew something she didn't.
And that terrified her.
"Isabella," Andrew's voice was as smooth, but there was a hardness in it she couldn't ignore. "I didn't expect to see you here tonight."
She forced a smile, though it wavered, as her mind raced. "Funny, I didn't expect to be here at all."
He didn't return the smile, his eyes cold and calculating. "You've changed," he said, his gaze lingering on her lips before slowly moving down her form.
The way he looked at her made her skin crawl, as if he were studying every inch of her as though she were a mere possession to be appraised. Isabella tightened her grip on the glass of champagne in her hand, trying to steady herself.
"Not so much," she replied, her voice betraying none of the turmoil that was storming inside her. "Some things never change."
For a brief second, she could have sworn she saw a flicker of something-something almost like regret-in his eyes. But it was gone so quickly that she questioned whether it was ever there at all.
Before she could say another word, a woman approached them-a stunning figure with dark, sharp eyes, her beauty almost intimidating. Isabella had heard whispers of her: Lara DeMarco, Andrew's sister, and the true heir to the DeMarco empire. Isabella's stomach twisted as the woman approached, her expression unreadable.
""Isabella," Lara greeted her, her tone polite, but carrying an undercurrent of something darker. "I didn't expect to see you here. The Blackwells and DeMarcos don't usually mix these days."
Isabella tightened her jaw but stood her ground. "Times change."
Lara's eyes flashed, but there was a coldness in her look. "Indeed. And some people are forced to adapt."
Andrew's hand brushed against Isabella's arm in a touch that was far too familiar, sending a wave of shock through her. The touch of a man who once held so much power over her. She stepped back, though she hid it behind a cold mask of indifference.
"Care to join me for a drink?" Andrew asked, his smile cunning. "I think we have a lot to catch up on."
Before Isabella could refuse, a voice interrupted them-low, firm, and unmistakable. "She's not going anywhere with you."
The words froze her where she stood. The voice belonged to none other than Luca Moretti, the ruthless leader of the Moretti crime family. He walked confidently toward them, his posture regal, his eyes shining with a cold intensity that matched Andrew's.
Isabella's heart skipped a beat. What was Luca doing here? And why was he getting involved?
Andrew and Lara exchanged a quick, silent glance. But before either of them could speak, Luca's eyes met Isabella's, and for a moment, everything else in the room faded into the background. He was the one person who had always managed to stir something deep inside her-a dangerous attraction she couldn't ignore.
"You're wasting your time, DeMarco," Luca said, his voice dangerously low. "She's not here for you."
Isabella drew in a sharp breath, and she opened her mouth to protest, but the words didn't come. How did Luca know what she was here for?
Andrew's face darkened, but he kept his composure. "You don't control her, Moretti."
Luca didn't back down. "No. But I can control this."
He turned to Isabella, his eyes softening for just a moment. "It's time to go. Now."
Before she could react, Luca's hand was on her arm, pulling her away from Andrew and Lara, guiding her toward the exit. The weight of their eyes lingered on her, a quiet promise of more to come. Isabella's pulse raced as she struggled to understand what was happening.
The air in the ballroom felt heavy, as if the very foundations were shifting. She didn't know whether she was being saved or dragged into something even darker than before. All she knew was that she had no choice but to follow Luca-toward whatever danger lay ahead.
Just as they reached the door, a phone rang in Luca's pocket. He answered it without a word, his expression unreadable. Isabella caught a glimpse of something that made her blood run cold: a single name that sent a chill down her spine.
"We have a problem. The DeMarcos know you're here."
Luca's face hardened, and he looked at Isabella. "Run."
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