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90 days to seduce the mafia boss

"I'm done with you, Aurora Fernandez-if that's even your name." Mia's voice trembled with rage as she turned for the door. "You'll regret refusing me," Aurora snapped behind her. Mia's hand touched the knob-just as it turned on its own. The door creaked open. Her heart dropped. Standing in the doorway was a face she never wanted to see again. Lucius Lovato. The cold, merciless CEO of the department store where she'd once worked. His eyes swept over her with visible disdain. "Who is this little thing, Eva?" he asked, his voice hoarse and biting. And just like that, Mia knew-she was trapped again. Wrongfully accused. Publicly humiliated. Betrayed by the only man she ever loved. Mia Simpson thought she'd hit rock bottom. Then came the offer-escape prison and start over, under one terrifying condition: seduce and marry Lucius Lovato, the mafia heir with a heart of ice and a soul no one dares touch. But Mia isn't the fragile girl the world thinks she is. She agrees to the deal-on her own terms. Behind her innocent eyes burns a thirst for revenge, and the deeper she steps into the dark world of power, blood, and secrets, the more dangerous she becomes. Lucius, however, is not a man easily fooled. Every attempt to break him only draws him closer. And every secret Mia hides? He already suspects. As enemies close in and her hidden past begins to unravel, Mia discovers a horrifying truth-she is not just a girl caught in the middle of a mafia war. She is the legacy of something much greater... and much more feared. He was her mission. She was his undoing. But in the underworld, love might just be the most dangerous weapon of all.
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Chapter 5

Mia shivered at Aurora's words and felt her heart tighten in fear and regret.

"Right?" She muttered, jerking closer. Mia staggered back and reluctantly nodded her head, "Yes."

Aurora smirked sinisterly and straightened up then slipped the cigarette stick between her red lips and took a drag at the cigarette.

"What is the deal?" Mia mustered courage and blurted out.

She puffed out smoke teasingly, watching the dark air that hung between us.

Mia coughed slightly and turned her face away with disdain scribbled across her face.

"Don't worry, I will let you know what you should do when the time comes," she responded with an evil glee in her eyes.

The moment she turned away from Mia, a black, sleek limo drove to the spot where they stood.

Aurora sighed and threw the cigarette away then walked towards the car, gesturing for Mia.

Mia snapped out of the daze she was in and slowly shuffled forward, hoping her trembling feet wouldn't send her to the ground.

The closer she got to the limousine and Aurora, the more she pictured herself being in a worse situation.

"Hop inside, let's go," Aurora said.

She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she could take the opportunity to run away from Aurora. But when she remembered that the police would be searching for her son, she pushed the thought away and slowly got into the car.

Aurora didn't stop smoking in the car and Mia didn't bother hiding the discomfort she had in the car.

She clenched her fist and stared out of the window, cursing silently at her.

She thought of what to do if she got done with Aurora, but couldn't come up with any escape plan.

She needed a passport to leave the country, and she couldn't work.

The news of the Mafia queen and her face was everywhere in the media. Walking freely on the streets was nearly impossible too.

She sighed and dropped her head on the headrest, her throat burning in pain and anger.

"I don't think anything good would come out of escaping from there," Mia blurted out.

Aurora pulled out the vape pen in between her lips and raised her brows as she stared at Mia, amused.

"Why do you say that?"

"I'm better off being in jail than hiding like a fugitive for the rest of my life," Mia muttered.

Aurora scoffed and narrowed her eyes, slipping the vape pen back into her mouth.

She took a long drag and exhaled thick dark smoke that almost choked Mia.

"You should be worrying about what I plan to make you do," Aurora muttered, and Mia's heart skipped.

"What do you plan to make me do?" Mia asked as she glared at her.

Aurora chuckled, mischief dancing in her eyes.

"Wait for it."

Mia frowned and felt like slapping her hard on the cheeks but refrained from doing it, knowing how dangerous she looked.

She sighed helplessly and looked out of the window, letting silence reign in the car again.

Mia's brows raised in surprise as they drove through the most famous estate in the country-the paradise.

The estate wasn't just meant for anyone. It was uniquely meant for the wealthiest and most influential figures in the country.

Only people with millions and billions of net worth are opportune to get a luxury home in the estate.

Living in that estate would always put any influencer in the ranks of the wealthiest and most respected influencers in the country.

Knowing how difficult it is to get a place there even with money, Mia realized that the lady beside her must be a well-known wealthy woman who had different connections in the government.

Mia slowly looked at her, wondering who she truly was.

The name she gave her was not well-known and unheard of, but the aura she possessed was questionable and intimidating.

Aurora seemed to sense her curiosity as a smile dangled at the corner of her lips.

She squared her shoulders in pride and took a long drag from the cigarette she held, allowing Mia to feed her curious eyes in silence.

The car drove through a large black gate at the end of the winding road of the estate.

Mia's jaws dropped in awe as the car drove into the white house of Paradise estate.

It had been rumored for years that the white house belonged to the unknown owner of the estate.

Mia batted her lashes severally in disbelief as she stepped out of the car, swerving her head around.

Her eyes traveled from the large fountain in the middle of the large pathway to the lawns then up to the huge, tall building that stood majestically before her.

The golden glow from the rising sun cast a golden glow over the flowers and the garden that surrounded the mansion was filled with sweet-smelling roses and lush greenery.

The building stood tall and silent, exuding a feeling that made Mia shiver.

"Come on in. We have documents to sign," Aurora said, driving her back to reality.

She nodded wordlessly, suddenly dumbstruck by the elegance and surprise that hit her upon her entrance.

They strolled along the path in silence, while Mia struggled with the questions in her mind.

It was hard to believe that the woman she met under detention lived in such a place.

Could she be related to the mafia queen? Why was she arrested in the first place?.

Different questions rang in her mind but she couldn't bring herself to spill them out.

The moment they stepped into the house, the luxury of the interior hit her.

From the high ceilings, crystal chandeliers, and walls adorned with intriguing artwork down to the polished floor made of rich, dark hardwood.

The living room was so spacious and decorated with plush carpets, velvet drapes, and sophisticated modern furniture.

"Come," Aurora said in a hard voice.

Mia gulped hard and trailed after her. They ascended the grand staircase and headed to Aurora's private study.

As Mia fed her eyes with beauty and luxury, she was hit by a nudging feeling that this unparalleled comfort that the mansion gave must have been gotten through dark means.

She knew, she believed, and she swore silently to find out what that meant.

Aurora sighed and slumped into a chair behind the oak desk then pulled out a slip of paper and handed it to me.

"Sign it," Aurora blurted out without mincing words.

Mia stared at her in disbelief and scoffed loudly then looked at the paper and began to read through the content.

Her breath hitched as she got to the second section of the contract.

She slowly looked up, her eyes widening.

"Marriage?" She gasped, her eyes as wide as saucers.

Aurora hummed and nodded her head.

"You have 90 days to make my brother fall for you."

The paper slipped out of her hand and she huffed loudly in disgust.

"I just got betrayed by the man I love!" Mia groused in anger.

Aurora shrugged lightly, narrowing her eyes.

"That is none of my business, is it?" Aurora stated.

Mia glared at her and slammed her fist on the table, her eyes filled with anger.

"Your brother's inability to find a woman is not my business either!" She muttered and the blood drained from Aurora's face.

"What did you say?" She muttered in clenched teeth.

Mia sighed and straightened up.

"I'm done with you, Aurora Fernandez, or whatever your name is," she spat and spun around, heading for the door.

"You will regret refusing this offer!" Aurora snapped as Mia reached the door.

She smirked and turned the knob but froze as the door pulled open, revealing a familiar face.

Mia's jaw dropped as she stared at the tall, huge man staring down at her with eyes full of disgust.

She had seen those eyes before and she had wished never to see them again the last time she did.

His lips twitched in annoyance as he ran his eyes over her body, not bothering to hide his irritation.

"Who is this little thing, Eva?" His hoarse voice filled the room, causing goosebumps to appear on Mia's skin.

Standing right before her was the CEO of the company that owned the department store she worked in. It was none other than the arrogant boss, Lucius Loveto.

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