He's 21, I'm 31Updated at Dec 14, 2025, 06:01
“My bed is where you belong right now, little girl.”
His eyes dragged slowly over my body, bold and unashamed.
“Don’t call me little girl. You’re twenty-one, I’m thirty-one. I can be your mother.”
The moment the words left my mouth, his expression darkened.
“Capture her. And take her straight to my bed.”
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Diana has survived a traumatic past that destroyed her trust in men.
It left her with one rule — no men, no love talkless of someone younger than her.
But rules don’t matter to him.
He is the youngest mafia king, feared even by men twice his age.
Arrogant. Ruthless. Poisonously possessive.
And the moment he sees her, he marks her in his mind as his next obsession.
she tell him no.
He decides to destroy every reason she has for saying it.
He wants her obedience.
He wants her fear.
He wants her on his bed, under his control… and he doesn’t hide it.
He swears he will break her defiance.
She swears no man will ever own her again.
But when buried secrets rise and Diana’s past crashes into his world,
both of them will learn that some truths ruin, some desires burn,
and some destinies refuse to be escaped.
Warning: Breeding, lactation kink, forced proximity, age gab, Captive, Possessive/Obsessive Hero, Mafia dark world, themes of biting, feeding, or sexual acts centered around blood and power exchange. no raping.
( Fiction written for entertainment only and never ever try what you see in a book, they are just imagination)
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