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"Mama!" Cristo and Sola throw themselves into Luna's arms as she hits her knees in the dirt outside our home at The Site, heedless of the damage she's doing to her silk trousers. I think she said they were Valentino or something. I don't usually pay attention to the brands unless they're sexy enough that I want her to do a little extra shopping.I chuckle as she lands kisses all over their faces, tries to answer the questions they're peppering her with while pulling gifts from the bags she's carrying. I know they will notice me in a few minutes once they get over their initial mama obsession. Though we passed off that late night mad dash Miami boat ride as a vacation, the children know better. They felt the tension, the fear. They remember Luna's tears, her cries as they were being hauled away. Cristo is particularly protective of Luna now. He watches her like a hawk and becomes grumpy when she needs to leave for more than a day. He was unbearable the days leading up to this recent va
Kiss of the Cartel Chapter 1: Kiss of the Cartel: A Dark Mafia Romance Novella
"Lena, dance."I stiffen, not wanting to turn around, but having no choice. I know who is speaking, his curt voice, the timbre, the inflection and accent, unmistakable. I turn slowly, keeping Manuel on my right, still within my line of sight as I face Luis. The boss's son, a man who's made it clear that we are not friends, we're not even acquaintances. We're enemies. And in our world, the mafia world, an enemy in one's own camp is a very dangerous thing.His sexual appeal is undeniable. He's tall, broad, and darkly dangerous. His inky black hair is long, tied at the back of his neck in a ponytail that flows to midway down his back. His suit is fit to kill. Women that is. Dark, tailored, with a crisp white dress shirt and a black bowtie. Everything about him is proper. But I know better. He's a wolf in sheep's clothing, fitting in where he doesn't belong. A killer pretending to be civilized.I despise the zing that goes through my body as I study him. The way my heart beats overtime
Kiss of the Cartel Chapter 2: Luis
I watch as she walks away from me. The fury I feel when she's near is close to the surface again. I can't explain what it is about Lena that gets to me, but something about her pushes my buttons. Perhaps her veneer of cool sophistication. Her untouchable attitude.Or perhaps it's as simple as a woman preferring to warm my father's bed. Since the moment my father installed her in our home as his 'bodyguard' I've been drawn to the enigmatic brunette. Her slight accent and the exotic features hint at a past worth exploring, but my father has refused to share details of his acquisition beyond that he found her in a Russian whorehouse.She rejoins him, taking his arm in an easy move, maintaining the fabrication that she is his girlfriend. My father is not a bad looking man. Manuel Ramirez is in his mid-sixties, 30 years older than me. He's a tall man, his shoulders and arms hint to the muscles that used to define his physique. His hair is dark with silver streaks and he sports a mustache
Kiss of the Cartel Chapter 3: Lena
I feel him before I see or hear him. The hair on my arms and the back of my neck stands on end, warning me that a predator is near. I force myself to continue scanning the single person meals that Theresa, our chef and general housekeeper, made and stored in the fridge.Of course, Luis is not one to be ignored. Seconds after I sense his presence a hand lands on the door next to my head, slamming it shut in my face. I'm forced to jump back or get a body part slammed in the fridge. My back brushes against him and I jerk around to face him, pressing myself against the fridge.His scent assails me, masculine, clean. He's taken a shower recently. My gaze drifts to his long silky black hair, left loose to dry around his shoulders."Midnight snack?" he asks, his voice a sarcastic sneer.I rarely eat at regular times and never with the family, unless we're at a function where it's necessary for me to eat with Manuel. I don't eat with the other staff either. Most of them don't know that I'm
Kiss of the Cartel Chapter 4: Lena
I'm sitting in the back seat of the sleek black town car next to Manuel. He asked me to accompany him to a meeting with one of his contacts. It's somewhat unusual for a mafia 'girlfriend' to attend a business meeting, but most of Manuel's colleagues have gotten used to seeing me at these meetings.Manuel Ramirez is top of the food chain; he commands unlimited respect and is allowed to bring whomever he wants to a business meeting. He's one of the most dangerous men in the world. Wealthy beyond belief, his money is acquired through drugs and human trafficking. But he's also an arms dealer and a smart investor. He takes me everywhere and his men have gotten used to talking in front of me. None know of our arrangement. It's a good one. I keep him safe and he pays me well.I fuck up, and well... I've never fucked up so I don't know exactly what he'd do. Manuel is a cold man, though sometimes I think he's softened toward me. I'm under no illusion though that he won't ship me back to where
Kiss of the Cartel Chapter 5: Luis
I watch as they shoot my father, as she rounds the corner. The bodyguard, her gun drawn, and her bullets, deadly, accurate, too late. Then she races to my father's side and falls to her knees. He's dead. She looks up at me, fear in her eyes. Not sadness, not grief. Shock maybe. Doesn't matter. I don't know her relationship with the old man, and now, I don't care. He ruled her, dictated every move she made. A deadly, trained and beautiful viper. She lived under his shadow, she needed him. But now he's dead and she belongs to me. I won't give her a chance to flee.Our other men have arrived, minutes too late. Lena doesn't notice. I nod to my cousin, Arturo, then to Lena. He slams his fist into her head, and she crumples. A vision. Someone I'm hungry for, someone I can't get out of my mind. But not right now. Later.Arturo frees me as more men arrive. I have no time to grieve for my father. Arturo picks up Lena and carries her to the waiting car. Throws her in the back seat. "Restraints
Kiss of the Cartel Chapter 6: Lena
When I wake up, I'm alone in a room. I'm naked, blood of my victims still on me. I want to vomit my head hurts so much. I have no weapons even though that doesn't make me helpless. But it leaves me vulnerable.I drop a hand between my legs, check for soreness, inflammation, violation. Nothing. I'm not sure if I'm relieved by this. I assume I've been kept alive for a reason and that, eventually, they'll fuck me before killing me. It might have been better if they'd gotten it over with while I was unconscious.There is a bathroom off the room I am in. Small and dirty, but it has a shower. I use the toilet, then turn on the shower, letting the trickle of cold water wash the blood off me. There's no towel, no soap, but I am better without the blood. A small mirror shows the bruises on my face. When I was slapped by one of the kidnappers, then the punch to my temple, bruising the side of my cheek. I'm thirsty and try to scoop water from the tap into my hand and up to my mouth. A little ge
Kiss of the Cartel Chapter 7: Luis
My desire to break Lena overwhelms every other thought I have. I want to beat her into submission, fuck her until she's begging me. The look in her eyes drives my fury. She's afraid, but not. She knows what I'm capable of, thinks she can withstand it until she has an opening to fight back, to kill me, to flee.She underestimates me because she thinks of me as my father's son. It's unfortunate for her. She thinks I hate her but she's wrong. She was seconds late from saving my father. She saved my life. It's admirable, but it eats at me. That she bested five men with weapons. That she did what I could not.After I kick Arturo out, I have a moment to think without his constant stream of vitriol. Just me and Lena. She's chained and cuffed to the floor. Naked and dirty. The way I want her and it's making me hard. I wonder how to break her. Through force, through seduction? Through humiliation? I know who she is and what she's been through, but it doesn't evoke sympathy. I don't have those
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