Moan for the mafia king

Chapter 1: The contract Amber Cole stared at the marriage contract on her father's expensive glass table. "You sold me?" she whispered. Her father couldn't look at her. Her step-mother, Vanessa, smirked beside him. "Fifty million dollars, Amber. Your father's company is bankrupt. This is the only way." Leo Romanos. The name made everyone in New York freeze. The man in front of her was his lawyer. "Mr. Romanos needs an heir. The Romano Empire will go to the first son who produces one. His brother Dante already has a wife. Mr. Romanos needs a wife now." Amber was 22, a college senior. She wanted love, not a cold transaction. "He's ruthless," Vanessa said. "But you'll live in a mansion. Be grateful." Amber's hands shook. If she said no, her father would go to prison for fraud. The lawyer slid a pen toward her. "Sign. You will be Mrs. Amber Romanos. You will give him an heir." She closed her eyes and signed. She didn't know she had just signed her life to the most dangerous man in America. Chapter 2: Meeting The King The Romano Mansion was not a house. It was a palace. Amber stepped out of the black Bentley, her cheap dress feeling out of place against the marble floors and armed guards everywhere. "He is waiting in his study," the housekeeper, Maria, said softly. "Don't keep Mr. Romanos waiting." Her heart pounded as she walked inside. The study doors were huge and dark. Leo Romanos stood by the window, his back to her. Tall, broad shoulders, in a perfect black suit. Even without seeing his face, power came off him. "Amber Cole," he said. His voice was deep and cold. American accent, calm, dangerous. He turned. Amber forgot how to breathe. He was handsome, like a god carved from stone. Sharp jaw, icy grey eyes, and a scar on his left eyebrow. He looked 32, ruthless, and completely uninterested in her. "You signed," he said. "Yes," she whispered. He walked closer. He smelled like expensive cologne and danger. He lifted her chin with one finger. "You are smaller than I expected. Innocent." "I am not innocent," she said, trying to be brave. "I know why you married me. You need an heir to beat your brother Dante." A small, cold smile touched his lips. "Smart. Yes. You will give me a son. In return, your father's debt is gone. You will have everything." "And if I can't?" she asked. His grey eyes darkened. "You will. You are now Mrs. Romanos. My Queen. My property." Chapter 3: The Brother's Threat Dinner in the Romano Mansion was silent. Amber sat beside Leo at a table that could seat twenty people. She wore a red dress Maria had given her. It was beautiful, but she felt like she was on display. "You are quiet, little wife," Leo said, without looking at her. Before she could answer, the massive doors opened. A man walked in. He looked exactly like Leo, but different. Same sharp jaw, same tall build, but his eyes were dark brown and his smile was cruel. This was Dante Romanos. "Well, well. So this is the heir-maker," Dante said, looking Amber up and down. "Hello, sister-in-law." Amber felt cold. Dante walked around the table. "Father's will is very clear, brother. First son to have an heir gets everything. The hotels, the casinos, the empire. My wife is already three months pregnant. You are late." Leo's hand tightened around his wine glass. "Careful, Dante." Dante laughed and leaned close to Amber. He whispered, "He will never love you. He only needs your womb, princess. Once you give him a son, he will throw you away. Just like our father did to our mothers." Amber's heart was beating fast. Leo stood up suddenly and pulled Amber behind him. His grey eyes were pure ice now. "Touch my wife again, and I will kill you in this house," Leo said quietly. And for the first time, Amber believed that the Mafia King would really do it. Chapter 4: His Rules For Me That night, Leo brought Amber to his bedroom. It was huge, all black and grey, with a view of all New York. "Listen to my rules," Leo said, taking off his suit jacket. His white shirt showed his muscles underneath. "Rule one, you will live here as my wife. Everyone must believe this marriage is real." Amber nodded, her heart racing. "Rule two, you will not leave this mansion without my guards. Dante is dangerous. He will use you to get to me." "And rule three?" she whispered. He stepped closer. He was so close she could feel his heat. "Rule three, you will give me an heir," he said quietly, his grey eyes locked on hers. "My father built this empire. I will not lose it to Dante. You will have my child, Amber." "I don't even know you," she said, her voice shaking. "You will," he said. He brushed a strand of hair from her face, his touch surprisingly gentle. "You are my wife now. My queen. No one will touch you. No one will hurt you. But you belong to me." Amber felt scared and safe at the same time. For the first time, the cold Mafia King didn't look so cold when he looked at her. Chapter 5: The First Kiss Amber couldn't sleep. The mansion was too quiet. Too big. She wore the silk nightgown Maria left for her, and stared at the city lights from Leo's bedroom window. He was in the shower, steam coming from the bathroom door. She was supposed to share a bed with a man she just met. A Mafia King. The bathroom door opened. Leo walked out with only a towel around his waist. Water dripped down his chest, over his tattoos. Amber quickly looked away, her face red. "You are shy, little wife," he said, his voice low. "I've never... I've never been with a man like this," she whispered. He walked to her. He smelled like soap and danger. He lifted her chin, just like before. "I know," he said. "That's why I chose you. You are untouched. Pure." "I'm not a thing you chose," she said, trying to be brave. "I'm a person." Something flashed in his grey eyes. For a second, he looked almost sorry. "You are right," he said quietly. "You are my wife." Then he leaned down and kissed her. Slow at first, then deeper. His hand held her waist, pulling her close. Amber gasped. She had never been kissed like that. Possessive, hungry, like he was claiming her. When he pulled back, his eyes were dark. "That is how it will be," he whispered against her lips. "You and me. Until you give me an heir." Chapter 6: Dante's Trap The next morning, Amber woke up alone. Leo's side of the bed was cold. A note was on the pillow. _Meeting downtown. Guards are outside. Don't leave. - L_ Amber sighed. Her husband was a ghost. She went downstairs for breakfast when Maria ran in, panicked. "Madam! Your father called! He said he is very sick! At the hospital!" Amber's blood ran cold. "What? My dad? Which hospital?" "He said Mount Sinai, downtown! You must go now!" Amber grabbed her phone. No car. No guard. Leo was gone. She ran outside and took a taxi to Mount Sinai Hospital. She ran to the front desk. "My father, Robert Cole, please! He is sick!" The nurse frowned. "Robert Cole? We have no patient by that name here today, miss." Amber felt sick. Her phone rang. Unknown number. She answered. It was Dante's voice, laughing. "Hello, sister-in-law. Looking for your daddy? He is fine. At home. But you... you broke rule two. You left the mansion without guards. Leo will be so angry." Amber turned around. Two big men in black suits stood behind her. Dante's men. "Time to teach my brother's little wife a lesson," Dante whispered on the phone. Chapter 7: The King Saves His Queen Amber backed away from Dante's men. "Don't touch me," she said, her voice shaking. "Leo will kill you." One man laughed. "Mr. Dante wants to talk. Come nicely, Mrs. Romanos." Just then, three black SUVs screeched to a stop in front of the hospital. Doors slammed. Leo. He walked fast, his suit jacket off, his white shirt open, his grey eyes like ice. Behind him were six armed guards. He didn't even look at Amber first. He walked straight to Dante's men. "You touched what is mine," he said, his voice dangerously quiet. The men turned pale. "Mr. Romanos, Mr. Dante just wanted -" Leo punched the first man. Hard. The man fell to the ground. The second man tried to run, but Leo's guards grabbed him. Then Leo turned to Amber. He pulled her into his arms, holding her tight against his chest. His heart was beating fast. "I told you not to leave," he whispered angrily in her ear, but his hands were holding her like she would break. "My dad - Maria said he was sick -" she cried into his shirt. "I know. It was a lie. Dante tricked you," he said. "You are safe now. No one takes my queen." He picked her up in his arms, like she weighed nothing, and carried her to his car. In the car, he didn't let go. He held her hand so tight. "You belong to me, Amber. Only me. Do you understand?" And this time, she did. Chapter 8: Punishment And Possession The drive back to the Romano Mansion was silent. Leo didn't say a word. His hand never left Amber's. His grip was tight, possessive, like he was afraid she would disappear. When they got inside, he slammed the bedroom door. "You could have been killed!" he shouted, his grey eyes blazing. For the first time, the calm, cold Mafia King was angry. Really angry. "I gave you rules to protect you, Amber! Dante would have used you! Hurt you!" "I thought my father was dying!" Amber shouted back, tears in her eyes. "You don't understand! He is all I have!" Leo stopped. He stared at her. Then he walked to her, cupping her face in his large hands. "I do understand," he said, his voice suddenly low. "That is why you are here. Because you love your father enough to sell yourself to me." Amber started crying. All the fear from the hospital came out. Leo pulled her into his chest. He held her tight, stroking her hair. "Don't cry, little queen," he whispered. "You are safe. I have you." He tilted her chin up. "But you disobeyed me. There must be a punishment." Amber's breath caught. "Your punishment," he said, his lips almost touching hers, "is that you will never leave my sight again. You will sleep next to me. Eat next to me. Every second, you will be mine." And Amber realized she didn't want to be anywhere else. Chapter 9: The First Night Together That night, the bedroom felt different. Leo had dismissed all the guards from the floor. He locked the bedroom door himself. Amber stood by the window, her heart beating so fast she could hear it. "You are scared of me," Leo said from behind her. "I'm scared of this," she whispered. "Of what happens now." He turned her gently to face him. His grey eyes were not cold tonight. They were soft. "I am your husband, Amber. But I will never force you," he said, his voice low and serious. "Tell me to stop, and I stop. Tell me to go, and I sleep on the floor. You are my queen, not my prisoner." Tears filled her eyes. No one had ever given her a choice. "I... I don't want you to go," she whispered. Leo slowly cupped her face. He kissed her forehead, then her cheek, then finally her lips. It was slow, gentle, nothing like before. Amber wrapped her arms around his neck. She kissed him back. "Are you sure, little queen?" he asked, his breath against her lips. She nodded. "Yes." He picked her up and carried her to the big bed. He held her close all night, whispering that she was safe, that she was his, that he would protect her from everyone, even Dante. That night, for the first time since the contract, Amber didn't feel bought. She felt chosen. Chapter 10: The Morning After Amber woke up in Leo's arms. Sunlight was coming through the big windows of the mansion. For a second, she forgot where she was. Then she felt his arm around her waist, holding her tight even in sleep. Leo Romanos. Her husband. The Mafia King. She tried to move quietly, but his grip got tighter. "Where do you think you're going, little queen?" His voice was rough from sleep, his grey eyes still closed. "I... I need to get ready," she whispered, blushing. He finally opened his eyes and smiled. A real smile. Not the cold one he shows everyone else. "You look beautiful in the morning," he said, tucking her hair behind her ear. "Stay." "I can't. Maria will be waiting downstairs," she said. Leo sat up, pulling her with him. "Let them wait. You are Mrs. Romanos now. They wait for you, you don't wait for them." He got out of bed and put on his black shirt. He looked like a king again, powerful and dangerous. He looked back at her and said, "Tonight we have a dinner. The whole Romano family will be there. Including Dante. I need you by my side. Can you do that for me?" Amber took a deep breath. She was no longer just Amber Cole, the poor girl who signed a contract. She was his queen. "Yes," she said. "I'll be there." Chapter 11: The Romano Family Dinner The Romano dining room was huge and terrifying. Twenty people sat at the long table. All Mafia. All staring at Amber. At the head was Leo, looking like a king in his black suit. And across from her was Dante, smiling. "So this is the little girl who bought our family?" Dante said loudly. "How much did your father cost, Amber?" Amber froze. Leo's hand found hers under the table and squeezed. "My wife is not for sale," Leo said, his voice ice cold. "She is my queen. You will respect her." Dante laughed. "Queen? She looks scared, brother." Amber took a deep breath. She remembered Leo's words. _They wait for you._ She stood up slowly. "I am not scared," she said, her voice clear. "I am Amber Romanos. I am Leo's wife. And if you have a problem with me, you have a problem with the King." The whole table went silent. Then Leo stood up and pulled her close. "You heard my queen," he said. For the first time, Dante had nothing to say. Chapter 12: His Secret After the dinner, Leo was quiet. He drove Amber back to the mansion himself, fast. He didn't speak the whole way. His hands were tight on the steering wheel. "What happened?" Amber asked when they got to the bedroom. "Did I do something wrong at dinner?" "No," he said. "You were perfect. You were a real queen." "Then why are you angry?" Leo sat on the bed and put his head in his hands. For the first time, the Mafia King looked tired. Broken. "Dante was right about one thing," he whispered. "This marriage... it was not just about an heir. My father, before he died, made me promise. He said if I don't marry a pure-hearted girl and settle down, Dante will take the company. The board will vote for him." Amber sat next to him. "So you needed me to save your empire?" "I needed you," he said, looking at her. "At first it was business. Now... now I can't imagine my life without you, Amber. When you were at that hospital today, I thought I lost you. I can't lose you." Amber touched his face. "You won't." And he hugged her like she was his only hope. Chapter 13: Falling For The King Amber started to see a different Leo. In the morning, he would make sure her coffee was exactly how she liked it. Black, with one sugar. He remembered everything she said. One night, she found him in his office, asleep at his desk. Papers about the company were everywhere. She covered him with a blanket. He woke up and grabbed her wrist. "Amber?" "You need to rest," she whispered. "No one has ever cared if I rest," he said quietly. She sat on the edge of his desk. "I care." Leo looked at her for a long time. Then he pulled her onto his lap. "You are making me soft, little queen," he whispered, his face in her hair. "A Mafia King cannot be soft." "Maybe a King needs to be soft for his queen," she said. He kissed her then, slow and deep. Not like a man who bought a wife. Like a man falling in love. And Amber realized her heart was beating too fast. When did she start caring so much? When did the cold, dangerous man become her safe place? She was falling for the Mafia King. And it terrified her. Chapter 14: The Threat Amber's phone rang at midnight. It was an unknown number. "Is this Mrs. Romanos?" a rough voice said. "Tell your husband, if he doesn't give Dante the company, his little queen will be gone." The line went dead. Amber dropped the phone, shaking. Leo ran in from the balcony. "What? What happened?" he asked. She told him. His face turned to stone. Pure, cold rage. He made one call. "Find him. Now." In ten minutes, the whole mansion was on lockdown. Guards everywhere. Leo pulled Amber into the safe room behind his bedroom. "Listen to me," he said, holding her face. "No one will touch you. I swear on my life. Dante has crossed the line. He thinks he can threaten my wife?" "I'm scared, Leo," she whispered, crying for the first time. He wiped her tears and kissed her forehead. "Don't be. You are a Romanos. And I will burn this whole city down before I let anyone hurt you." For the first time, Amber saw not just the King, but the monster he could be to protect her. Chapter 15: Protected By The King Leo didn't sleep that night. He sat by the safe room door with a gun in his hand, watching Amber sleep on the small bed. At 5 AM, his phone rang. His man Marco found the caller. A driver who worked for Dante. "Bring him to the warehouse," Leo said coldly. Amber woke up and grabbed his arm. "Where are you going?" "To handle it," he said. "Stay here. You are safe." "No, don't kill anyone for me," she begged. Leo knelt down and kissed her hands. "I am not killing. I am protecting. There is a difference, little queen." He left two guards at her door. When he returned two hours later, his shirt had blood on it. Not his. He showered and held her tight. "No one will ever threaten you again," he whispered. "You are mine to protect." And Amber, instead of being scared, felt safe for the first time. Chapter 16: The Jealous Wife The next day, a woman was waiting in Leo's office. Tall, beautiful, red dress. She laughed and touched Leo's arm. Amber stopped at the door. "Leo, darling, you didn't tell me you got married," the woman said. "I'm Sophia. His ex." Leo pulled his arm away. "Sophia, you need to leave." But Amber felt her heart burn. She walked in. "I'm his wife," Amber said, her voice shaking but loud. "Amber Romanos." Sophia smiled. "Oh, the contract wife? Sweetheart, Leo doesn't do love. He gets bored fast." Amber looked at Leo. He was staring only at her. "My wife is not a contract," Leo said coldly to Sophia. "She is my queen. And you are insulting her in my house." He walked to Amber and put his arm around her waist. "Get out, Sophia. And never come back." Sophia left, angry. Amber looked up at Leo. "You chose me?" "Always you," he whispered. "Only you." Chapter 17: The Truth Amber found the letter in Leo's drawer. It was from his late father. _"Leo, if you are reading this, marry a good girl. Not for money. Not for power. A girl who will make you human again. You have been cold since your mother died. A queen will make you a King."_ Amber's hands shook. So it was his father's last wish. Not just business. Leo walked in and saw the letter in her hands. His face changed. "You went through my things," he said quietly. "I... I was looking for a pen," she whispered. "Is this why you married me? Because of your father?" He sat down slowly. For a long time, he didn't speak. "At first, yes," he admitted. "I thought any girl would do. I needed to fulfill his wish to keep the company from Dante." He looked up at her, his grey eyes full of pain. "But then I met you, Amber. At that hospital, scared, brave, willing to sell yourself to save your mother. You were everything he described. Pure. Strong." He took her hands. "Now I understand what he meant. You made me human again, little queen. I love you. Not because of the contract. Not because of my father. Because you are you." Amber started to cry. "I love you too." Chapter 18: The Final Battle With Dante Dante attacked. He sent men to Leo's warehouse at night. Fire everywhere. Leo was ready. He and Marco were waiting. "Did you really think you could take my empire?" Leo said to Dante, pointing a gun. Dante laughed. "You chose a girl over power. Weak." "She IS my power," Leo said. The police came. Leo had called them. Dante's men were caught with illegal guns. Dante was arrested. Leo walked out of the fire without a scratch. He drove straight home to Amber. "It's over," he told her, hugging her tight. "He will never hurt us again." Amber cried in his arms. "You came back." "Always," he said. Chapter 19: A Real Marriage The next morning, Amber woke up in Leo's arms. Everything was quiet. No threats. No contract talk. Just peace. Leo was already awake, watching her. "What?" she smiled, sleepy. "I'm looking at my wife," he said. "Your contract wife?" she teased. Leo's face became serious. He got up and took out the original contract from his safe. The one she signed for one year. He tore it in half. Then into pieces. Amber sat up. "Leo! What are you doing?" "The contract is over," he said. "I don't want a contract marriage anymore." Her heart dropped. "So... you want a divorce?" He knelt in front of her and took her hands. His grey eyes were full of love. "No, little queen. I want a real marriage. I want you to be my wife because you choose to be, not because you signed a paper." He took a small black box from his pocket. Inside was a new ring. Not the cold diamond from before. This one had a small heart. "Amber Smith, will you marry me again? For real this time? For love? For forever?" Amber started to cry. Happy tears. "Yes," she whispered. "Yes, I will marry you, Leo Romanos." He slid the ring on her finger and kissed her like she was his whole world. And for the first time, she didn't feel like a bought wife. She felt like a loved queen. Chapter 20: The Honeymoon One week after Dante was arrested, Leo surprised Amber. "Pack a bag, little queen," he said, coming home early from the office. "We are leaving." "Leaving? Where?" Amber asked. "Somewhere no one can find us. Just you and me." He took her to the airport. A private jet was waiting. Two hours later, they landed on a small, beautiful island. The water was so blue it didn't look real. "This is my private island," Leo said, carrying her off the plane. "I bought it five years ago. No one knows about it except Marco. This is where I come when I need to disappear from the mafia world." The villa was white and beautiful, right on the beach. No guards inside, only outside far away. For the first three days, they did nothing but be together. Something they never did in the mansion. In the morning, they cooked breakfast together. Leo was terrible at cooking and Amber laughed at him. "I can run a billion-dollar empire but I cannot fry an egg," he complained. "That's why you have me, my King," she teased, kissing his cheek. In the afternoon, they swam in the sea. Leo taught her to float, holding her in his strong arms. The sun made her skin glow. At night, they sat on the big balcony and talked for hours. Leo told her about his mother, who died when he was 10. He never told anyone that story before. "I became cold after she died," he whispered. "My father said I locked my heart. Until you came." Amber held his hand tight. "And I was so scared when my mother was sick. I thought selling myself was the only way. I never thought I would find love in a contract." On the last night, Leo showed her the stars. "See that bright one?" he said, pointing. "When I was a boy, my mother said that star is for true lovers. If two lovers make a wish on it together, it comes true forever." Amber leaned her head on his chest. "What should we wish for?" Leo kissed her hair. "That we stay like this forever. That we have a family. That you never stop making me human." Amber smiled with tears in her eyes. "Then that is my wish too." He picked her up and carried her inside. "I love you, Amber Romanos." "I love you too, my Mafia King," she whispered. She was no longer the poor 23-year-old girl who sold herself to save her mother. She was a Queen. His Queen. And her cold contract marriage had become the greatest love story of her life. Chapter 21: Epilogue - Five Years Later - FINAL VERSION Five years later, the Romanos mansion was completely different. It was no longer cold and dark. Now it was full of light, laughter, and toys. The sound was the running feet of a four-year-old girl. "MAMA! Look what I found!" A little girl ran in. She had Leo's grey eyes and Amber's black hair. Sofia Romanos, four years old, the princess of the house. Amber, now 28, was no longer the scared 23-year-old girl. She was confident, a true Queen. "Wow, Sofia! A butterfly! Beautiful like you," Amber said, kissing her. "What did my queens find?" Leo walked in. Still the Mafia King, still feared, but at home he was just Papa. White shirt, sleeves rolled up, no gun. "Papa! Can we keep it?" Sofia asked. "Butterflies need to be free, principessa. Just like Mama taught me," Leo smiled. They let it go in the garden. In the garden, Amber's mother sat reading, healthy now. Leo's doctors cured her five years ago. Now she lived with them. Leo put his hand on Amber's belly. She was three months pregnant again. "How are my boys?" he whispered. "How do you know it's a boy?" Amber laughed. "I feel it. He kicks like a fighter," Leo said. Later, after Sofia slept, they sat on their balcony, same stars as five years ago. Leo brought the wooden box with torn pieces of their first contract. "I kept it to remember how lucky I was," he said. Amber took it and threw the pieces into the night wind. "We don't need this," she said. "We have forever." Leo hugged her and her belly. "We have forever after." He kissed her. "I love you, Amber Romanos. My wife. My queen." "I love you too, my King. My forever after." And under the same stars, the Mafia King and his Queen lived happily ever after. *THE END*