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• Contracted to the Mafia Lord: The devil and His pet   YOU'RE MINE

  ~ MIA ANTHONY ~Slowly, the phone finally slipped from my fingers and onto the bed. The tears poured freely against my cheeks.I tried to think but my head, it was like it was placed in a freezer; dormant, still and painful. I thought of calling the phone again but what use was it if Luca was with it? I tried to scream but my mouth was unable to form a sound, and my heart, they felt like it had gone through some surgical emergency without anesthesia. I held my head, feeling the bang.“Oh Luca!” How cruel could he be? How inhumane could his heart be? Charles was innocent for goddamn sake!Staring at my phone again, I thought of my parents — should I inform them? And my friends, how would they be of help?I hit my head on the wall, the fruitless thoughts of finding a way made my heart ache. I was useless. Charles would die because of me and I wouldn’t be able to do anything.Mia, you have just a few months to leave? I said to myself, like always, but it didn't calm me down, it didn't

• Contracted to the Mafia Lord: The devil and His pet   MONSTER

  ~ LUCA VITIELLO ~“What do you say?”Without raising his head, he muttered. “Kill me, I don't have anything to live for anyway.” He finally lifted his head, his eyes fighting to stay open.“Because if you don't, I will still die… by his hands.”“Whose hands?” I whispered.“Why do I need to tell you? I don't need to satisfy any of your curiosity nor do I have to feel obliged to him, so just let it end here.”I stood, my hands tucked firmly in my pocket.“I love people like you, you make things easy for me but I'm sorry to say that I won't be fulfilling that wish of yours. If that was what your soul so desired, then I will make it possible that it doesn't happen.” The man screamed, his hands dragging on the chains.I stared at them, squarely. From the man who was scared of death to the one who didn't mind staying loyal to the one who didn’t fear death, a small smile crept on my lips.If they couldn't talk, at least I would break them, so hard, so deep, they would see death and would wa

• Contracted to the Mafia Lord: The devil and His pet   MORE THAN DEATH

  ~ LUCA VITIELLO ~ A loud sound from Charles’ phone on the table had disrupted the moment. I glanced towards it, my steps hesitant as I glared at the name displayed on the screen. My lips curved upward and a satisfying thought filled my mind. I finally picked the phone after another ring. “Hello,” the voice whispered. Silence. “Hello.” The voice spoke again, but I was too distracted, too satisfied, watching him cry, watching him as he twisted and turned and begged. “Charles?” “Charles,” the voice called again and a wide grin etched on my face as I walked to the only chair in the room. “Hello, little Mia,” I said, my voice low, enough to send a message. The other end was thick with silence and I imagined the shock written on her face. “Can't scream anymore?” I played with the small dagger from one of the boxes, twirling it swiftly, my gaze locked on the one man before me and many scenarios played out in my head of how the blade would look cute on his skin. “Luc

• Contracted to the Mafia Lord: The devil and His pet   LULLABY

  ~ LUCA VITIELLO ~ I stared at my watch on the desk, rubbing my eyes. A yawn escaped my mouth. On the desk were papers scattered. I held my head, slightly wincing as a pain shot through it. I drank a lot yesterday. I glanced at a sheet from a file that had stuck to my face. I got a bit of important information concerning the culprit who robbed my warehouse. The instigator was close, I know, they were so close yet hidden but we need concrete evidence to strike. Presently, we were able to get hold of three alliances, all proving difficult and loyal. Carefully, I arranged the files, putting them against each other before securing them in the locker, a loud click echoed in the room as it automatically locked. Another barrel of goods was to arrive today but I couldn't shake this awful feeling. I had informed my boys to safeguard the warehouse, also tightening the security around the ship that's in possession of my items. I heard the loud buzz of my phone. My finger grazed the de

• Contracted to the Mafia Lord: The devil and His pet   HIS CLAIM

  ~ MIA ANTHONY ~I held my phone, the new time table for the days of lectures before our final Exams stared back at me.I knew there was no rest. Just last week we had finished our test and a new calendar for lectures had been created this Sunday.I tossed my phone to the side of the bed, my heart heavy as I slowly remembered last night.After Luca and I had a minor fallout in the bathroom. Not quite sure what he was angry about, probably because of the imposed rule or the refusal to scrub his body. Whichever one, it was clearly affecting me.This was hard for me to accept but it was.I hugged my pillow, my eyes staring at the plain bed board as if it had answers to my questions.I stared back at my phone, again. There were no messages to say they'd been away for a week, and that I shouldn’t bother about their absence. No Infuriating calls — like usual — as Luca would have done, but a stupid notification of the timetable update.“Ah!” I screamed iñto the pillowI wasn't supposed to fe

• Contracted to the Mafia Lord: The devil and His pet   DIRE MOMENT

  ~ LORENZO ~“Just do what you know best, dummy.”“Come to the Castle.”My eyes shot open instantly.Casper's lazy smile lingered as he calmly dropped the phone on the table.“What have you done?” “What I know best,” he shrugged.“It's not funny.”“But it is.” A grin played out on his face. “What task do you have for her?” Casper stretched his foot as he stood.“Maxwell shared some important information about her.”Casper sat down back quickly, his eyes glued onto mine like I was some artifacts. “Care to share?”“Though he said he was told by a witness, I still have unclear thoughts or do I say, trust in the information. So I can't share until I'm sure.”I stood, adjusting my neck tie.I could feel Casper's gaze on me. Of course I know he was annoyed already.“Was there a need to tell me if you can't share?”He slowly arose, stamping his feet on the floor. “You asked and I responded. Also, no thank you because I didn't tell you a meeting was being held at my house, like what happened