ONE NIGHT STAND WITH MR MAFIA BOSS

A young girl sat slowly sipping her drink, her eyes scanning the room anxiously, hoping for that one person to show up.

She was dressed in a short black gown that exposed much of her body, and it was obvious she felt uncomfortable wearing it.

She gulped nervously as she looked around, seeing different people making out in the club.

This was her first time in a club.

"Hey?" She turned around to see a boy standing behind her.

She ignored him.

"You look so pretty," he complimented, licking his lips.

Aurora just rolled her eyes.

Compliments weren't new to her; she'd heard them plenty of times before.

"What's a beautiful girl like you doing here all alone?" he asked, reaching out to touch her, but she slapped his hand away, giving him a deadly glare.

"Leave me the fuck alone," she snapped, and the boy scoffed.

"Playing hard to get, huh?" He grabbed her harshly, making her panic.

"Let go of me!" she struggled, trying to break free from his grip, but she couldn't.

"Alessandro Matteo is here!" someone screamed through the crowd, and the boy immediately released her. Everyone started running, trying to find somewhere safe to hide, while she stood up, looking around in confusion.

His dark eyes scanned the room, searching for someone, and when they landed on her, he exhaled, taking a deep breath.

He took another deep breath, his gaze locked on her body.

Impatience surged through him as he walked toward her, flanked by his bodyguards.

Aurora gulped in fear as she watched him approach, realizing it was because of him that everyone was running.

No one had to tell her he was dangerous; the aura around him screamed it.

She looked at the handsome boy in front of her and wondered how many days God had spent crafting such an amazing creature.

'He's so good-looking,' she thought. But if only she knew that looks didn't define him.

His handsome face, his curly hair that gave him a delicate appearance, his dark, dangerous eyes, and his perfectly shaped pink lips made him look like a god.

And in a way, he was a god-of his own world.

Alessandro smirked a little when he noticed her staring at him, but he wasn't here to play. He was here for one thing-to get what he wanted.

Aurora gulped in fear again and tried to walk past him, but she was dragged back, her body trembling as she looked into his black eyes.

She still hadn't realized that he was the one she had been waiting for.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine.

Just his voice alone was enough to instill fear. Everything about him screamed danger, and all she wanted to do was run.

"I... I don't... see how that's any of your business," she stuttered, her voice betraying her fear.

"Is she trying to run?" he wondered, staring at her blankly, though his expression held a hint of menace.

He turned and signaled to his guards, and immediately they moved beside Aurora.

"What are you doing?" she asked, her voice shaking, as they grabbed hold of her.

"Let go of me!" she screamed, struggling against their grip, but it was futile.

"Get her to the car," Alessandro commanded, and they dragged her toward the vehicle.

"Let me go!" she yelled as they forced her inside. Almost immediately, Alessandro slid in beside her, and she shifted uncomfortably.

"Take us to one of the fancy hotels," he ordered the driver.

"Yes, boss." The driver started the car and sped off.

"Look, I don't know you, so let me go!" Aurora pleaded, but Alessandro just stared at her lips, wishing to taste them.

His phone rang, and he diverted his attention to it, frowning at the caller ID.

"Yes?" he answered.

"Boss, she tried to escape," the voice on the other end informed him. Alessandro's anger surged.

"End her life immediately," he said coldly before ending the call.

Aurora gasped in fear, having overheard the conversation.

Would they kill her too? The thought sent chills down her spine as she stared at Alessandro, who was now focused on his phone.

"Somebody help!" she screamed, pounding on the car window, causing Alessandro to growl in frustration.

He grabbed her roughly, forcing her to meet his dark, menacing eyes.

"Shut up, or I'll make you regret it," he warned, his voice dripping with anger. Aurora shivered in fear and nodded quickly.

He released her, turning his attention back to his phone while Aurora gazed out the window, trying to calm herself by focusing on the cool breeze.

She felt a sudden chill and instinctively wrapped her arms around herself. The strapless gown she was wearing did nothing to keep her warm.

Noticing her discomfort, Alessandro pulled off his jacket and extended it toward her.

"Here," he said.

Aurora turned to him.

"I don't need it," she replied.

"I don't want you passing out before I get down to business... so take it," he said with a daring look, challenging her to refuse.

"Thanks," she muttered, reluctantly taking the jacket and wrapping it around her shoulders.

She gazed out the window again, her thoughts drifting to her brother. She wondered how he was doing. Before she left, the doctor had told her his condition had worsened.

Tears gathered in her eyes as she thought of him.

Her thoughts were interrupted when the car came to a stop. She looked around, trying to figure out where they were, but she had no idea.

A man in a suit rushed over to open Alessandro's door, and he stepped out gracefully, like the king he believed himself to be.

"Oh my gosh!" a girl screamed as she stared at Alessandro, who ignored her.

Aurora remained in the car, looking around, until two men approached and gently pulled her out, just as Alessandro had instructed.

She looked up at the tall building in front of her.

It was a hotel.

The staff's eyes widened in fear as Alessandro stepped inside.

"Good evening, sir. How may we assist you?" one of them asked, her smile nervous.

"A room for the night," he said, and she nodded quickly, typing on her computer.

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Aurora groaned in pain as she opened her eyes, meeting an unfamiliar white ceiling. She looked around the room and sighed when she remembered what happened last night.

She tried to stand up from the bed, but a strong hand wrapped around her waist possessively.

She turned her gaze to look at Alessandro, whose eyes were open, staring at her with a possessive intensity. She gulped and tried to stand up, but he pulled her back, causing her to fall back onto the bed.

"Fucking leave me alone, I need to go," Aurora said, glaring at him. But Alessandro just kept staring at her, this time coldly.

He didn't want to let her go. He hated that he had to.

Reluctantly, Alessandro let her go, and she immediately stood up, wrapping the sheet around herself. It was stained with blood.

Alessandro watched her every move as she walked into the bathroom. He smirked as memories of last night flooded his mind.

Last night had been one of the best nights of his life. To think that she had been a virgin drove him crazy.

He wanted her again. He wanted her all to himself, and he was determined to have her at any cost.

He had never been interested in any girl until now, and he wasn't going to let her slip out of his grasp.

He had been the first man to touch her, to see her naked, and he would be the last. His mind raced with dark thoughts of what he would do once she was entirely his.

His eyes held promises-dangerous ones.

Aurora came out of the bathroom, wearing the same dress from the night before. Alessandro hadn't taken his eyes off her the entire time.

From the way she walked, he knew he had really been rough with her last night. He liked it that way and had no regrets.

His dark eyes roamed over her body, already craving her again.

"I need to go now," she announced, throwing his jacket toward him. Alessandro closed his eyes, inhaling the scent from the jacket.

"It smells just like her," he thought, clutching the jacket tightly while Aurora watched him, confused.

If only she knew what was going through his mind, she'd run for her life.

"Wait," he said as she was about to leave the room. Aurora stopped and turned to face him.

He stood up from the bed, wearing only a singlet and boxers, and Aurora quickly averted her eyes.

"You forgot this," he said, stretching out her torn panties with a smirk on his handsome face. Aurora gasped in embarrassment and tried to snatch them away, but he didn't let her.

Instead, he brought the panties to his nose and smelled them, holding them close.

"I like the smell. I'm going to keep them," he said, taking another sniff, making Aurora frown in embarrassment.

"Good, because this is the last time we'll be seeing each other," she said, but Alessandro chuckled darkly, sending a chill down her spine.

"That's where you're wrong, sweetheart. We're going to be seeing each other a lot more," he said, smirking wickedly.

Aurora stared at him for a moment. He wasn't joking. His words carried the weight of a promise.

"What's with the delay? Don't you want to leave?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. She scoffed.

Aurora walked a few steps, but suddenly, she was pulled back into his hard chest.

She looked up, meeting his dark, possessive eyes.

"Be careful shaking that ass around... I hate when others stare at what's mine," he said, his tone serious and frightening.

Aurora quickly moved away from him and hurried out. She knew he was watching her, but she didn't dare turn around to face those deadly eyes again.

"He's terrifying," she thought as she exited the building. She ducked her head shyly when she noticed people staring at her awkward gait.

She rushed outside, and almost immediately, two of Alessandro's bodyguards approached her, bowing slightly, which made her frown in confusion.

"Please, ma'am. The boss asked us to drive you home. Kindly get into the car," one of them said.

Aurora tried to walk away, but they gently stopped her.

"Please, ma'am, don't make this difficult for us," the bodyguard pleaded. Aurora sighed and got into the car. The bodyguards quickly followed, and the car sped off to its destination.