A Slave To The Mafia King

anxiety building within her. She couldn't stop thinking about how Valerian

ce broke through her thoughts. She turned her head

her lips. Liliana instinctively pulled back, but he was faster,

om this constant biting," Valerian murmured, his gaze searching hers before dr

ow could Valerian speak so brazenly in front of others? The embarrassment bur

ng else. "Master," she added with a touch of sarcasm, deliberately emphasizing th

see right through her attempt to provoke him. Leaning in closer, his ro

ut Valerian's grip on the back of her head was unyielding, holding her in place. The

d dangerous. He then pulled back just enough to look her in the eyes, an amused smirk

wisely choosing not to challenge him further. Satisfied, Valerian released his grip on the b

ney to end soon. The car finally came to a stop in front of a lavish seven-star hotel. As the doors on both

ast time Liliana had visited this place was three years ago for a wedding event with

the present. He called out her name,

command that she followed without hesitation. Together, they walked with purpose,

aken aback by the scene that greeted her-despite the broad daylight outside, the

swing, the air thick with an

y of masks caught Liliana's eye. She reached out and sele

ape. It was adorned with subtle embellishments that shimmered under the

the mask over her eyes, m

an asked as he adjusted his own mask,

iana replied, trying

hand settling securely on her lower back. The music that played was soothing and subtle, perfectly setting the mood for a slow, intimat

f guard. Without warning, he leaned in and captured her lips in a kiss. The suddenness of it knocked the breath out of Liliana, leaving her momentaril

was overwhelming-tender yet intense, as if she was experiencing the act for the first time. The world arou

on him. He had only intended to steal a taste of her lips, curious and perhaps a

mself unable to ignore her allure. What had started as a simple kiss had quickly turned

. Now!' Valerian