The Mafia's Lord Obession

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with indescribable fear. When he pulled me from under the b

breath away. For a minute, I stopped thinking that he was about

the bluish-steel eyes that rem

steps were powerful and hard. He moved confidently. I t

ader. A dangerous leader. Th

dy trembled both in fear and in anticipation. I should have been screa

longer felt cold. His warm hand caressed my cheek and I wan

was gigantic. My head only came to the middle of his wi

g up in his presence. Even though fear coursed

in disgust and fear, but with this strange man, I only felt

surprise as he took a sudden step back. His whole body tightened and

he was softening up to me, just t

wn my dirty,

s. When they reached my chin, I saw him smile. His mouth quir

man was goi

" he growled deeply, his voice low but the

omeone. He used it on me too, whenever he t

and the way I was trembling. I felt my pulse beating in my e

mine and I had to lock my knees together to stop myself from

ed for my answer. When he reached the couch, he sat down and crossed h

t hard to talk. Barrion and my father had

thirty seconds," the man said. He was losing patience. It wa

illy," I said in a r

as if the word itself had been laced with molasses.

ut I liked how my name sounded when it came fr

This man is about to shoot you

hy are you here?" he asked, this time

h I should tell him. His gaze never left mine, and when

lucky that I am being pati

but he c

you've heard my name. Marcellus Iva

ng in front of me, speechless, as my bod

ed into his unmoving, cold eyes. Oh

ing a bell

rred. I felt myself stumbling forward. Quickly

ught I ran away from dangerous men, but this man sitting in fron

se I was his biggest enemy. My family was

enemies for so many decades. But the Iv

Boss, who would kill me mercilessly

adly man, and now I was awaiting my fate in fro

m my breathing. Think, Lilly. You

My body still shaking with sile

to die. I ran away because I wanted a better life so I could finally

I l

nths, and some men found me and wanted me to work at a brothel. I ran away and h

as beating hard against my ribcage. This was a big

ed his legs. "Hmmm," he said,

tes, my body tensing more with each pas

his knees and his fingers were crossed together. That wa

xt to his hip, on the couch. I looked back at his fa

Dark secrets. He was also very unpredictable. "I have a deal for

of him trembling. "One: You work for me," he said. His voi

" He paused as my body froze. "Three: Or

ed talking. Marcellus's lips quirked up in

t a shaky hand to my throat and rubbed it gen

nt being homeless, no money, unsafe on the streets, and very easy for Barrion 's men to find me. Op

if he ever fou

bout my options. But most importantly, I thought a

to Marcellus's eyes. He seemed surprised, b

just

myself over to him. I was no lo

is steps confident. When he was close, he rea

made me shiver again. God, why did his voice have to sound so...intimate? M

." The way he said those words made my body

bodies were pressed together. He mo

won't regret this decisio

mean...? No, he cou

nshov. Nothing had ever been denied to

o loud. I was sure he could hear it. Marcell

ry. I won'

movement as his blue eyes turned from cold to hot. He licke

est move against his. The friction made my bod

ean by...work?" I asked quietl

a step back. Marcellus crowded me, his presenc

ns...work," he conti

e no. Not that.

t work?" I

d into my eyes.

around us. But I couldn't understand what type of tension it wa

and my tensed muscles uncoiled with relief. Marcellus stood to

u'll be helping with the cleanin

ed me to cle

t have been the most perplexing man I had e

ment. He cocked his head to the side, still looking at

ace again. "Did you think I meant something else?" he asked quietly

ant something else. I though

hought. Don't

ith the brisk action. Marcellus brought his hand up

my body fade away. I hated that his touch could do that. I hated that he had such an effect on me. Alread

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cel

eyes, her name was Lilly. I took my hand away from her f

smiled. She though

nnocent l

. I knew when someone was lying. I could sense it. And her lies were written all

didn't stutter when she said it. She wasn't lyin

but that wasn't the reas

apped around her waist. She

idn't know what she jus

ellus Ivanshov wanted, Marcellus got. And th

nted

d at the thought. My kitt

play her just

would