The Mafia's Mistress.

e grew, a dark gleam in his eyes. "Your innocence is what I paid for, little on

to obey, so she slowly rose to her feet. Each step she took backward only brought Damian closer, his tall figure casting a shadow over her. She

per that felt like it wrapped ar

re in the cold air. She tried to keep her eyes on the floor, not wanting to see the hunger in his stare, but she could fee

ron bands around her waist. She struggled, her legs kicking as she tried to find balance on the car

ck. He chuckled at her attempts to escape, his grip tightening as he seemed to enjoy her fear.

g, just not this." Her voice was barely a whisper, lost in her fea

But all he saw was a girl on the brink of breaking. He felt a thrill at the power he held over her, but also something else stirred at her vulnerabil

s, her lip trembling. "Because I'm not a w

painful. "Choices are a luxury for those who can afford them," h

move, he was on top of her, his weight pressing her into the mattress. Aurora's eyes widened in terror as she pushed against him. "Plea

whispered, his voice a seductive threat. He began to kiss her neck, his teeth grazing her skin. Aurora flin

d, pushing him back. He stumbled, giving her a chance to scramble off t

" he asked, amused. He took a step forward, his movements slow and predat

uld feel the heat of his body closing in, his breath hot on her skin. Panic took hold, her mind rac

his voice low and dark

heard him right. She grabbed the dress from the floor and quickly slipped it on, the rough fabric sc