Stolen Mafia Bride: A Dark Mafia Romance by Mae Doyle

Author:Mae Doyle [Doyle, Mae]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-07-28T18:30:00+00:00

Tess

I honestly thought that it couldn’t get worse, but I was wrong.

I have a fucking collar around my neck and can’t leave the house without getting shocked, but I had a plan. I was going to angle my head to keep from getting shocked and make a run for it, and what did I do instead?

Fucked up a sofa and some art. It’s not exactly the best way to make a splash when you’re trying to escape from an utter psychopath, and now things have gotten much, much worse.

Marcelo dumps me on a mattress in the corner of a room. Immediately, I bounce to my feet, turning to say something to him, but he holds up his hand to stop me. I could talk over him, but something in his presence demands that I listen and I clamp my mouth shut.

Hatred and embarrassment wash over me. I dropped my blanket, the one thing that was preventing him from being able to really look at my body, and now I feel totally exposed to him. Marcelo glances at me, but his eyes don’t linger on my form long before they snap right back up to my face.

“This is your room now,” he tells me, leaning against the door casually, like a bouncer at a busy club. His body language lets me know that I’m not going to get past him and that I better not even try because he will happily knock me on my ass if I do. “You live here until you prove to me that you can be tamed.”

“I’m not a wild animal,” I spit, probably doing more to prove his point than mine.

“Oh, but you are, Kitten.” Marcelo crosses the room to me and lightly cups my cheek. “You’re a wild animal who has always had to fend for yourself. And for the first time in your life you don’t have to, and I think because of that you don’t know what to do with yourself. It’s okay, Kitten. I’ve got you.”

“I don’t want you to have me,” I say, hitting his chest with my fist. Unfortunately, he’s solid muscle and I bounce right off of him. I don’t think that I could hurt him if I really tried.

“Tough shit. I’ll be back at dinner. Don’t do anything stupid.” He glances around the room like he’s making sure that there isn’t anything that I could get into. Then, before I can come up with a retort or try to stop him, he’s gone. The door shuts with a loud thud and I run to it, slamming my fists onto it.

“Fuck you, Marcelo!” I scream, throwing myself at the door. It doesn’t have a handle and I claw uselessly at the frame like I’m actually going to be able to pull the door open and escape. I know that there’s no way out, and I turn, tears streaming down my face, to look at my new accommodations.

They’re tiny. In fact, most of the space is taken up by the mattress on the floor in the corner.

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