WARNING WARNING WARNING ⚠️ 🔞🔞🔞(This book contains elements of Consensual Non-Consent (CNC), BDSM, and other dark themes. Reader discretion is strongly advised. All scenarios depicted are purely fictional and intended for entertainment purposes only. They are not meant to encourage or reflect real-life behavior. If you are sensitive to such content, please consider this your warning before proceeding.)Blurb.The candle tilted in his hand, a drop of wax falling onto her breast. She gasped, arching, but he held her down with a firm grip on her hip.“Too much?” he asked, his lips brushing her ear.Her breath shook. “No…”Another drop slid lower. She whimpered, thighs pressing together.“Open for me,” he said, voice low but steady.She obeyed, shivering. “Luca…”He smirked, dragging his tongue over the hardened wax. “Not Luca.”She tried so hard not to say the words, but the wax kept on dropping on her skin, his touch against her body was nothing to write home about.Her cheeks flushed. “Daddy…”“That’s better,” he whispered, another drop marking her skin. “Say it again.”Her nails dug into his shoulders as she moaned. “Daddy.”******She's 21 and he's 39.Sold at an auction, Mirabelle never expected her buyer to be Luca DeLuca—the most feared mafia heir in the country. Luca had bought her for a different reason, but didn't imagine he'd keep her. Their marriage was supposed to be a lie, a deal for power and just to deceive his father. But his touch burns, his jealousy cuts deep, and every night with him pulls her closer to danger and to a love she swore she’d never feel.