Mafia's Forbidden Touch
Synopsis:
She thought she could forget him by morning. She was wrong.
Catherine Moretti wanted to escape her past.
As the daughter of a powerful mafia boss, her life was full of danger, lies, and control. So she ran, hoping to start over, far from the world she was born into.
But one reckless night turned her life upside down, just to find out later she's pregnant with the hot Italian stranger's baby, the one she spent the night with!
Now, she's pulled back into the mafia world, only this time, into Nico's.
She ran from one mafia king... and ended up in the arms of his enemy
However, Nico isn't the kind of man you walk away from.
And in his world, one night can turn into forever.
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Chapter 2
Catherine:
The old lady rolled her eyes at me, “Whatever…” She shrugged her shoulders, before stepping inside, seeming a bit annoyed about my decision.
I kind of felt bad for turning down such a great opportunity, I mean I was really that desperate to get money, but the thought of mom finding out about this?
I took a deep breath as I continued to walk away from the nasty place, watching a few other men stepping in. Just the thought of the reason they were going in made me disgusted.
I paused when my phone suddenly started ringing, my hand instantly reached for it inside my purse. I frowned before my eyes spotted the caller ID.
I rolled my eyes as I decided to pick up. “Guess who’s back to town?” Kim said, her high pitched tone made me force a smile.
“You? I thought you said you’re coming next week!” My surprised tone made her silent for a few moments before she finally laughed nervously.
“Well, not anymore…especially when my best friend is going through a hard time,” She said, reminding me of my mom.
“Cat? Are you there?” Her tone held concern as she waited for my response.
“Yeah…” I said, my voice barely audible.
Kim has been my best friend since high school, she knew about everything I had to go through…
“I’ll be waiting for you at Sol's,” Kim said, but I shook my head. “I don’t think food is what I need right now…” I sighed.
“Alright then…what is the closest bar near to you?” She questioned, seeming worried all of a sudden.
My eyes scanned the buildings surrounding me. “I guess the dime?” I answered her, still unsure.
“Alright, I’m on my way, just wait for me inside” She hung up before I even responded to her.
Kim has already lent me a lot of money, asking her to lend me more won’t be right! I took a deep breath and started to make my way toward the closest bar, The Dime.
Half an hour passed since I got inside The Dime, I even ordered two drinks, two strong drinks. However, Kim was still nowhere to be seen.
I checked my phone for the ninth time since I got into this place, wondering if my best friend had forgotten about our meeting.
“Hey you…” Kim’s voice suddenly attired my attention. My head snapped toward her direction, and it wasn’t only a matter of a few seconds before she rushed toward me, and pulled me into the tightest hug.
“I’m sorry I’m late, it’s kind of late and it was so hard to find a cab!” Her apology made me realize I’d put her through so much. ‘Isn’t she the nicest friend?’ I thought to myself back then.
“Come on, I’ll buy you a drink!” She invited me to sit on the chair beside her, I didn’t even realize she was already sitting, I frowned, realizing it must be the drink!
“I’m not sure if I can…” I pointed toward the two empty glasses on the counter.
“Oh…” I laughed sarcastically at her reaction. “Come on, don’t be silly…” She turned her head toward the bartender anyway.
“Do you remember how much we used to drink at parties?” I said, and she only stifled a giggle.
Kim and I continued to drink, but that didn’t last long, because her fiancé appeared all of a sudden and took her to the hotel they were staying at.
He offered me a ride, but I refused. I couldn’t interrupt their first night together in that beautiful city…
I sighed, taking another drink, thinking of everything…
Even my father decided to show up, showing he still cared about my mother. I just know I can’t accept his help.
I’d rather sell my body before accepting his help! Do I need the money? Yes! Am I that desperate? Hell yeah! But am I ready to ask for his help? No fucking way!
“Miss?” The bartender suddenly interrupted my internal thoughts. “What?” I said annoyingly, shooting him a deadly glare.
“We’re closing…” He said with a sad smile. I stood from my chair, a deep breath escaping my lips. “Can I at least take this with
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9.5
"Don't touch me, you monsters!" I screamed, thrashing away from them but it was futile. I was like a little cotton ball they could crumple in their hands because I was pinned to the floor. Dante held my hands as if I was a broomstick and the other, Caius held my legs with just a simple hand without putting any effort. Cassian stood like the big brother he was, watching, giving the orders and Elias squatted before me.
God, how can one be good-looking and wicked at the same time.
He pulled my skirt upwards, used his fingers to rub my pussy which suddenly reacted to his touch and ripped the thong in one swift drag , brushing my delicate core purposely.
I begged, I cried, scared of what they're going to do to me but they were suddenly stones, concerned on what they wanted alone.
"Beat her pretty pink little pussy until she screams." Cassian ordered and I gasped, my heartbeat slamming against my ribs like a war drum.
No.
No, no, no.
"Like this?" He asked darkly, slapping my pussy hard, pain and tingles spread across my body and I screamed.
"Fuck, she's throbbing brother." Elias growled and Cassian nodded, his eyes fixed on my folds.
"Just like that Elias!" He growled, "beat her and show her what it means to defile our rules."
I was living a Peaceful Life until my mum got Married to Vampire King and I was stucked with my three Step brothers who showed me hell and desired me at the same time.
I had to run. These men were sick, they were truly cursed in the brains and needed help because how the hell am I trapped in this?
But where would I run to?
I was trapped.
And the worst part?
They were enjoying every second of it.
TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ [Contains clear explicit scenes, vulgar and degrading words, kinks and spicy scenes]
7.4
Four years ago, to protect the man I loved from losing his billionaire empire, I drugged his drink, told him I only used him for his money, and vanished.
Now, at a high-society gala, Callum Wyatt is back. He isn't just a CEO anymore; he's a ruthless predator, and the second his eyes lock onto me, I know I am his prey.
When my wealthy half-sister publicly humiliated me, calling me the cheap bastard child of a homewrecker, Callum stepped out of the shadows. He nearly snapped her wrist in half and declared to New York's elite that anyone who touched me would be dismantled.
In the back of his Maybach, he pinned my arms above my head, his eyes burning with psychotic obsession.
"If you run again, Aubrey, I will burn your entire world to the ground just to keep you."
My heart bled. I had spent four grueling years tearing myself apart to keep him out of my messy, blood-soaked revenge against the family that watched my mother die.
But his terrifying protection only made my biological father's family target me harder, using their massive capital to buy out my movie set and crush my acting career.
They thought I would cower.
But as I walked onto the soundstage, facing the heiress trying to steal my role, I took off my sunglasses. I wasn't running anymore; it was time to make them pay.
8.3
Bound by fate, Torn by desire, Forbidden by choice.
Rhyna, a healer omega, never asked for war, or to be taken prisoner. But when the feared Alpha, Conan, drags her into the heart of enemy territory, her world flips upside down.
He claims she is his Luna, destined by a bond she refuses to accept. She is determined to fight, to resist, to survive... but Conan's dominance, power, and the pull of their inexplicable bond test everything she thought she knew about love, loyalty, and herself.
In a world where packs clash and hearts are weapons, can a healer survive the Alpha's desires, and resist the pull of a mate she never wanted?
9.1
Waking up naked between two strangers wasn't part of Kiara's engagement celebration. Neither was being rejected by her fated mate, disowned by her family, and stabbed by her only sister.
Six years later, she's survived. Rebuilt. Moved on.
Then Chase Knight walks back into her life, and the mate bond that should've died? It's very much alive. He still makes her feel things she thought died years ago.
There's just one problem: he's engaged to Kylie and Kiara has a secret she'd rather die than let any one of them find out about.
And Chase? He's about to find out that the woman he rejected six years ago is the only one he's ever really wanted.
7.9
After growing up in an orphanage, Corrine thought marrying billionaire Cristofer Clarke would finally give her a loving family.
But her husband didn't care about her; he was busy hosting a late-night pool party with a Hollywood actress while she went into agonizing premature labor.
During her emergency C-section, Corrine nearly bled to death alone, and her newborn daughter was sent to the NICU fighting for her tiny life.
But nobody told Cristofer the truth about her suffering. A corrupt nanny easily framed Corrine as an unstable mother who starved his unborn heirs.
So he ruthlessly ordered his team to lock her in a psychiatric ward, while his aristocratic mother and sister stormed her ICU room, throwing a relinquishment contract onto her bleeding surgical wounds.
"We're actually doing you a favor, sweetie. Because honestly? Who knows who the father of those premature freaks really is."
After surviving hemorrhagic shock and watching her husband walk in to look at her with pure disgust, her last shred of hope completely shattered.
Sitting up with fresh blood soaking her torn stitches, Corrine ripped the contract to shreds and stared dead into his eyes.
"That's right. I'm just in it for the money. Get your checkbook ready, Cristofer. I'll see you in court."
9.2
I was sold to Damien Russo, the ruthless Don of Chicago, as collateral in a shipping route transaction. I was expected to be a silent, obedient bride in a cold, loveless marriage.
But the moment I stepped into the Russo estate, I realized my new family wanted to completely destroy me.
My mother-in-law, Eleonora, and her arrogant relatives immediately targeted me. They set traps in the solarium, mocked my late mother's heritage, and tried to force me into humiliating submission using their strict mafia traditions. They wanted to break my spirit so Damien would replace me with the bride they actually wanted—a purebred mafia princess. They expected me to cower in fear, isolated and helpless, while the whole family watched my public humiliation and waited for my downfall.
Did they really think I was just a fragile girl who would cry and run away? They completely underestimated the survival instincts of a woman who grew up in this bloody world. I learned long ago that tears are worthless.
"My rules are simple. Vendetta is a two-way street."
Instead of breaking, I smiled. I weaponized their own legendary ancestors and the sacred promise of an unborn heir to trap the Matriarch in her own rules, forcing her into a suffocating silence. If they wanted a war for the throne, I would gladly show them exactly why I am the undisputed Mafia Queen.