My mafia Daddy

This is the story of forbidden love.

Of a girl raised in silence, and the Mafia king who took her.

A stolen girl.

A ruthless man.

A love that should have never been born.

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Ninath Black is almost fifteen years old with wildfire hair, stardust freckles, and emerald eyes far too soft for a world that never loved her back.

She spent her life behind chapel walls in a Catholic orphanage on Long Island, with no idea where she came from, no idea that her blood belongs to Marius Black, the shark of New York.

A secret buried by betrayal.

A daughter lost in silence…

Until fate handed her to the one man who was never meant to touch her.

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Xander La Cenacio is thirty-two.

Italian Mafia royalty.

Carved from shadows, baptized in blood.

His voice commands armies.

His hands end lives.

His name leaves men trembling.

And no one touches what he claims.

He didn’t expect her.

He didn’t plan to want her.

But once he saw her, it was already too late.

She was too beautiful, too untouched, too perfect to be Marius Black’s daughter.

So he did what monsters do.

HE STOLE HER!

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Their worlds were never meant to collide.

But when they do, everything ignites.

A daughter hidden in an orphanage.

A rival faster than vengeance.

A father, discovering too late that the only light in his life has already been taken and now lives in his enemy’s home.

Under his protection.

And maybe… under something darker.

The war was supposed to be over, but some bloodlines never forget and some obsessions don’t fade, they evolve.

They sharpen.

They grow teeth.

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Ninath doesn’t know the truth yet.

She doesn’t know whose blood burns in her veins.

She doesn’t know that the man who saved her from the cage…

is the same man who locked her in a gilded one.

But change always comes.

And when the truth comes with it?

She’ll have to choose.

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Because the girl who waited in the quiet?

She doesn’t exist anymore.

Not in Xander’s world.

Not after tasting freedom in the form of blood and silk and fear.

Not after learning that love can come dressed in obsession.

Not after watching men die with their secrets carved into their skin.

In a world of knives, she’s learning how to sharpen her smile.

And if she’s going to survive it, she might have to become the thing that once hunted her.

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Will she leave?

Leave the danger, the blood, the power…or him?

Will their love survive betrayal, war, and murder?

Or is this the kind of story that was always meant to end in tragedy?

A girl stolen from silence.

A man born in violence.

And a love so wrong, it might already be too deep to undo.

✴️ TEASER ✴️

I shouldn’t have walked into my room.

Shouldn’t have sat my ass down, but I did… cause there she is, passed out in my bed and wearing nothing but my white shirt and those tiny red lace panties. I can see her t.its with those small pink n.ipples poking through the cotton like they’re begging for my teeth.

She squirms in her sleep, legs spreading wide enough for me to see the wet patch clinging to her little c.unt, and my name slips out in a whiny moan.

„Daddy…”

F.ucking hell. She smells like cherry candy and p*****.. My c***k’s rock-hard in my pants, and I’m gripping the sheets so I don’t grab her right now. This kid’s gonna get me locked up, or worse, get her ruined.

I can't stop staring at that smooth slit outlined in the lace, her hips twitch like she’s h.umping the air, and to hear her moans again, louder, needier.

I’m done. I lean between her thighs, close enough to smell how wet she is.

Get the f***k out!

Can’t. Won’t.

No… I’m the bastard who stole her from that orphanage, snatched her from Marius before he could touch her. Now she’s MINE. Sleeps in my bed, crawls into my lap when she’s scared, calls me Daddy in that shaky voice that makes me want to split her open on my c***k and fill her up with my c**m.

„F.uck…”

I palm myself through jeans, squeezing the ache. Just one look…

I hook a finger under the lace and tug it aside. Her p*****.’s pink, glistening, c.lit swollen and begging. She’s so small, fragile. I could break her with one thrust. I can't help myself and drag my tongue up her slit, and she jerks…