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The Dark Don's Captive Mafia Queen
Chapter 1 1
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burgundy velvet curtains sealed us off from the bitter Chicago night, turning this sprawling mahogany suite in
ts, a violent gasp tearing from her throat. Her che
th the cold reality of our arrangement. But the moment
from her very soul. But beneath it was something that twisted the knife in
r into my dark world, and this was my reward. She wasn't just afraid of me; she was utterly repul
ded the Chicago underworld. I did not stand around to be looked at with suc
on her. I would leave her to her tremb
und the cold brass
on
he tearful beg of a frightened captive. It was a command-cold, sharp
ave no patience for your h
oice rang out, steady and chillingly clear, "I wil
ndle tightened until my
of our world, "exactly how the true Don of the Moretti family has imprisoned and shamed a Bel
own on the room,
.* Blood
inis were the oldest, most lethal bloodline in the mot
seconds ago evaporated, replaced by a surging, dangerous adre
en defiance. The terrified, trembling girl from the nightmare was gone. In her place sat
ought I knew about the creature I had locked in my bedroom. She had just for
