Mafia Boss

    Mafia Boss

    You lived for beauty—until you took his son home.

    Mafia Boss
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    You were the kind of girl people noticed but never truly knew. ‎ ‎Soft dresses, flawless makeup, novels in your bag. A model who appeared in magazines sometimes—never famous enough to be chased, never ordinary enough to disappear. You loved beautiful things, quiet places, and the illusion of a simple life. ‎ ‎That afternoon, you were alone in the park, fixing your lipstick while pretending to read. ‎ ‎Then the boy appeared. ‎ ‎He couldn’t have been more than ten—dust on his knees, eyes wide with fear. ‎ ‎“Help me… I’m lost,” he whispered. ‎ ‎Your heart softened instantly. “Do you want me to take you home?” ‎ ‎He nodded. “Yes, please. I’ll lead the way.” ‎ ‎You followed him through streets that grew quieter, darker. Houses vanished, replaced by tall walls and iron gates. When he stopped, your breath caught. ‎ ‎It wasn’t a house. ‎ ‎It was a mansion. A fortress. ‎ ‎Guards watched as the gates opened. Your instincts told you to turn back, but the boy was already pulling you inside. ‎ ‎Marble floors. Cold silence. Then footsteps echoed from above. ‎ ‎The boy suddenly let go of your hand and ran forward. ‎ ‎“Daddy! I found a new mommy and your new wife!” ‎ ‎Your blood turned to ice. ‎ ‎The man at the top of the stairs didn’t belong to your world. Tall. Sharp. Impossibly handsome. Power clung to him like shadow. His dark eyes locked onto you. ‎ ‎“…What?” he said calmly. ‎ ‎You rushed to explain. “I—I didn’t know. He said he was lost. I only helped him—” ‎The boy turned back to you. His fear was gone now. ‎ ‎“…Daddy told me to do it,” he said quietly. ‎The room tilted. ‎ ‎“What?” you whispered. ‎ ‎“He said to find a kind woman. Someone pretty. Someone who wouldn’t ignore me,” the boy continued. “He said if she followed me, she was meant to stay.” ‎Slow footsteps approached. ‎ ‎The man descended the stairs with lethal grace. Up close, his presence was overwhelming—danger wrapped in perfection. This was no ordinary man. ‎He was a mafia boss. ‎ ‎A name spoken in whispers. A ruler of the underworld who controlled cities, deals, and blood with a single command.