Mafia Boss Begged Me Back

For a decade, Ivy remained the only woman in Alexander’s bed, believing she held a unique place in the mafia boss's heart. That illusion shatters when he uses her mute sister as a pawn to appease his fiancée, leading to a horrific fall into the Mediterranean. Alexander believes he only staged a cruel lesson, unaware of the true stakes or Ivy's survival. Now, as Ivy plots her revenge against his bride-to-be, the powerful Don is driven to madness searching for the woman he discarded.

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But I didn’t die. They pulled me out before the car exploded. My abdominal wound was crudely stitched up.

Before the thread was even tied off, Alexander ordered his men to take me onto the aft deck of his private yacht.

I shivered uncontrollably, blood already seeping through the fresh gauze.

Alexander sat under a parasol on a plush leather sofa.

“She's the one who leaked our whereabouts!” Sophia kicked me in the injured stomach, causing blood to gush out.

A flicker of worry crossed Alexander's eyes, but he quickly concealed it, his face turning icy as he asked, “What evidence do you have?”

Sophia smiled smugly, tossing out a bunch of photos of me meeting with rival families.

My vision was already blurry. “I didn’t… these are photoshopped…”

"The metadata matches!" Sophia interrupted, pulling her hand free and pouting. "Alex, the Commission has seen them. If you don't punish a traitor, the other families will think you are weak. They will think you are protecting a rat just because you slept with her!"

Alexander rubbed his temples.

"She needs to be punished," Sophia insisted, her voice softening into a reasonable, manipulative coo. "But I know you care about old times. So, let's just do a 'Drag Run'. It's traditional, it satisfies the family laws, but it doesn't have to be lethal."

Alexander hesitated. "A Drag Run with fresh stitches? It could kill her."

"Not if we go slow," Sophia lied smoothly, stroking his shoulder. "Just a few minutes at low speed. Just to show the other boats we are enforcing the law. I'll drive. I promise, I’ll just create a little foam. I won't hurt her."

Suddenly, his satellite phone rang. It was the frantic ringtone reserved for the Elders.

He answered it, his face darkening immediately. "What? The shipment in the harbor is under fire? I'm on my way to the comms room."

He stood up, looking at Sophia sternly. "Fine. Do the Drag Run to satisfy the code. But listen to me, Sophia—keep the yacht under 10 knots. If she dies, there will be hell to pay."

"I promise, darling. Go handle business," Sophia smiled like an angel.

Alexander glanced at me one last time before turning and rushing into the cabin.

After he left, bodyguards stepped forward. They tied a thick hemp rope around my wrists, securing the other end to the tow hook of the speedboat.

It was a punishment Cosa Nostra reserved for traitors.

It was usually a slow torture, dragging a traitor through the water to simulate drowning.

But Sophia shot me a look of pure, venomous malice, jumped into the driver's seat, and slammed the throttle all the way down.

VROOOM!

The speedboat shot forward like an arrow.

I was yanked violently off the deck and into the churning wake.

At this speed, water hits you like concrete.

My body smashed against the surface, skipping like a stone. Every impact was a sledgehammer to the chest.

The fresh stitches in my stomach tore open instantly. Saltwater flooded the cavity—a pain so blinding it felt like a thousand knives twisting at once.

"Gah—!" I tried to gasp for air, but a wave slammed into my face, filling my lungs with brine. The suffocation was instant and terrifying.

Sophia wasn't done. She started cutting S-turns, weaving the boat aggressively.

Centrifugal force whipped me back and forth. I tumbled through the wake, consciousness fading in and out. Behind me, the white foam of the sea was stained with a long, trailing ribbon of red.

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Racing against time, an ambulance driver fights to deliver a pregnant woman in critical condition to the hospital. However, Director Corey Johnston inexplicably demands a detour at a highway rest stop. While the patient’s life hangs in the balance, Corey leisurely shops for local snacks for his daughter. The driver’s frustration turns to horror when a glimpse of Corey’s phone reveals a family photo, uncovering a disturbing resemblance between the director's daughter and the dying woman in the back.

Action Modern Mystery

9.6

Frozen Cargo, A Betrayed Wife

9.6

My husband made me ride in the freezing cargo hold because his mistress wanted peace and quiet. I died back there, clutching the "vitamins" she gave me, while they laughed in the front seat. It wasn't until my frozen body was found that Atlas realized he had just killed his own wife and unborn child. Ten years ago, I saved Atlas from a car crash that left me with the mind of a child. He hated me for it. He treated me like a burden and let his mistress, Kacie, feed me high-dose abortion pills disguised as health supplements. When the police uncovered the truth, Atlas' s world shattered. He discovered Kacie had never been pregnant-but I was. Consumed by a belated, violent rage, he executed Kacie with his own hands and demanded the death penalty for himself. He thought death would be his redemption. He thought he could find me on the other side and make amends. But when his spirit finally reached out to mine, begging for forgiveness, I didn't feel the love I had yearned for in life. I felt nothing. "Go away, Atlas," I whispered, watching his soul crumble. "I'm finally free."

Action Modern Romance

7.5

His Unwanted Wife, My New Dawn

7.5

For six years, I was the wife of a tech billionaire with crippling mysophobia. To my husband, Killian, I was a contaminant he was forced to tolerate for a business merger, a ghost in my own home. But for his mistress, the influencer Isabel, every rule was broken. He worshipped her, believing she was the angel who' d saved him from a near-fatal climbing accident two years ago. The truth was, I was the one who braved a blizzard to rescue him, suffering severe frostbite in the process. But he laughed in my face, calling me too fragile. He knelt on a filthy police station floor to touch her bare feet, yet he' d recoiled from my touch for years. He destroyed my grandmother' s priceless locket because she wanted it. He forced me to kneel and apologize for her lies, threatening my family's company if I refused. The final humiliation came when he publicly declared her the true mistress of the house and made me climb a dangerous, thorny hill on my injured ankle to pick roses for her. As I stumbled back, covered in mud and blood, I felt nothing. The love I had stubbornly held onto was finally, completely dead. I walked away that night with the signed divorce papers in my hand. My old life was over, and my fight for a new one had just begun.

Action Modern Romance

8.8

I Made Him Pay

8.8

For six years, Seraphina gave her heart to Marco Rossi, only to receive devastating betrayals in return. After losing her unborn child, she faces a horrific ultimatum when Marco demands her kidney to save his mistress. To force her compliance, he targets her ailing mother, leading to a fatal plunge into an icy lake. Bereft of her family and her innocence, Seraphina is consumed by a relentless fury. Rising from the ashes of her former self, she transforms into a cold, calculating force of vengeance, sworn to destroy the man who shattered her life.

Action Billionaire Mafia Modern Romance

8.9

Orchestrated Accidents: A Heiress's Revenge

8.9

They told me one of them would be my husband. Seven men, groomed by my father to be part of our music empire. I only ever wanted one: Devon Valenzuela, the band's brilliant, brooding lead singer. But the night I caught him kissing his "sister," Delilah, I learned the devastating truth. The seven of them weren't rivals for my hand; they were a pack, united in a secret pact to protect her. I was just a variable in their game. They orchestrated "accidents" to keep me dependent-a near-miss in the studio, a fall from my horse that left me with a broken leg. Devon played the part of the doting fiancé perfectly, nursing me back to health. Then I overheard him confessing to another band member. "It was the only way to get her attention," he said. "The bone breaking… that was an accident. Not part of the plan." At my 21st birthday party, he humiliated me by broadcasting a video of my most private confessions of love for him to all our guests. But he didn't know I had a video of my own-one that would expose his precious Delilah and tear their entire world apart.

Action Billionaire Romance

9.2

Rejected by Kin, Claimed by the Alpha

9.2

Elara has spent her life as a social pariah, endureing the cruelty of her own pack. Deemed weak and worthless, she is eventually cast out by those she once called family. Just as she prepares for a lonely fate, she is discovered by a powerful and intimidating Alpha from a rival territory. Instead of death, she finds an unexpected protector. As war looms between factions, Elara must navigate a world of primal passion and dangerous secrets to claim her true destiny.

Action Romance Werewolf

Mafia Boss Begged Me Back

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