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Tempting and Taming The Cold-blooded Mafia Boss

Saa_Mohd
Trigger Warning This story contains mature and dark themes including violence, assassination, psychological manipulation, obsessive romance, power imbalance, and morally grey characters. It explores toxic attraction, emotional trauma, betrayal, and scenes of life-threatening situations. Reader discretion is advised. --- Ariana is not a hero. She is not a victim. She is a weapon. A ghost trained to infiltrate, deceive, and eliminate without hesitation. She has survived by trusting no one and feeling nothing. Her latest mission is simple: kill Damian—the cold-blooded Mafia boss whose secrets could collapse empires—and disappear like she always does. But Damian is not a man who dies easily. He is ruthless. Calculating. A predator who built his kingdom on blood and fear. He notices everything. He trusts no one. And the moment Ariana steps into his world, he sees through her. What was meant to be a clean assassination spirals into something far more dangerous. Because Damian does not hunt alone. He hunts back. Every encounter becomes a silent war. Every touch feels like betrayal. Every moment together balances on the edge of violence. They circle each other like loaded guns with fingers on the trigger. Ariana was sent to destroy him. Damian is determined to break her first. In a city where loyalty is an illusion and death is currency, obsession grows in the cracks between survival and desire. They threaten each other. They provoke each other. They test how close they can stand to the edge before someone falls. Or jumps. Because when two people who do not value their own lives begin to crave each other, destruction is inevitable. This is not a love story built on softness. It is forged in blood, control, and dangerous surrender. And in the end, the question isn’t who will kill whom. It’s who will fall first. **** Assassin vibes—CHECKED Mafia danger—CHECKED Near-death tension / suicidal stakes—CHECKED Obsession / chemistry—CHECKED Psychological intensity—CHECKED
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[Updates resume March. Due to exams] [This book contains, explicit and mature scenes—no r*pe. Not advised for viewers under 18, protect thy purity] Lance Dixon is drowning in a debt that isn’t his. His parents’ financial mistakes have fallen entirely onto him, and his life has collapsed into a constant struggle to stay afloat. He has never denied what he is. Lance is a masochist, and most people he’s dated couldn’t handle that truth. Every relationship ended the same way, leaving him with needs no one was willing to meet. Everything shifts on a night he drinks too much and ends up venting to a stranger. In a mix of frustration and alcohol, Lance jokes that he’d sell himself to anyone willing to pay off his debt. The stranger, Ansel Lowell, doesn’t brush it off. He asks how much. And when Lance tells him, Ansel offers a deal: three months living under his terms, in exchange for clearing the debt completely. The deal is straightforward and seems almost like relief. But as the days pass, the dynamic between them deepens in ways neither expected. What began as a simple exchange grows into a connection that is far more consuming, and far more dangerous, than either of them intended. [Excerpt] Lance meant to pull away when Ansel stepped closer, but his body didn’t move. Ansel’s hand hovered near his jaw, just close enough to make Lance’s breath catch. “Do you understand what you agreed to?” Ansel asked quietly. Lance swallowed. “You’re paying off my debt. I stay with you for three months. That’s it.” A hint of a smile tugged at Ansel’s mouth, which made him more dangerous because of it. “No, Lance. That’s the surface of it. I want you to hear the truth.” Lance’s pulse stumbled. Ansel leaned in just enough that Lance could feel the warmth of his breath. “I’m going to take up space in your life. I’m going to have you when I want you. I’m going to learn every weakness you try to hide, and I will use them. I will claim you, piece by piece, until you can’t tell where your choices end and mine begin.” Lance exhaled shakily. “Do you worst Mr. Lowell, I can handle it.”
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