Taken by the King of the Underground
I have no way to run away from the Italian Mafia don
God, the black lead is so handsome...
"Who do you work for?" He asked out of nowhere with a severe expression.
"I don't work for anybody," I replied almost immediately.
I saw his expression in the mirror in front of me.
He was openly staring without shame, smirking. I caught his stare through the mirror raising my head high.
The tension in the room doubled as he kept my stare not backing down. I sudden...

The second my father was arrested, my world imploded. William Scott stepped in, offering me a way out of my desperation. But it came with a catch—I became his mistress, caught in a twisted dance of power and desire. I thought my loyalty would earn me his love, but all I got was pain and humiliation. When I finally decided to leave him and start a new life, he came begging for my forgiveness, desperate and wild-eyed. Is this the beginning of redemption, or just another chapter of his control?