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Married At Gunpoint: The Mafia Boss Chose Me
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5 Chapters
Chapter 8 Mrs. Black img
Chapter 9 Response img
Chapter 10 I Am Yours img
Chapter 11 Who is Tamy img
Chapter 12 Cold img
Chapter 13 Testament img
Chapter 14 Free Of Him img
Chapter 15 Facing img
Chapter 16 Do It img
Chapter 17 Wife img
Chapter 18 The Lady Of The House img
Chapter 19 The Wife img
Chapter 20 Did He Kill Out of Jealousy img
Chapter 21 Let Me Have You img
Chapter 22 The Second Time img
Chapter 23 Starry Hymen img
Chapter 24 They Deceived Me img
Chapter 25 Part Of It Was Fear img
Chapter 26 A Man img
Chapter 27 Together img
Chapter 28 No Way img
Chapter 29 Together img
Chapter 30 Are You Sure img
Chapter 31 It Was Late img
Chapter 32 I Handle It img
Chapter 33 Lobster img
Chapter 34 Different img
Chapter 35 In The Shower img
Chapter 36 Sensitivity img
Chapter 37 Strange img
Chapter 38 False img
Chapter 39 Test img
Chapter 40 Don't Push Me img
Chapter 41 The Mall img
Chapter 42 Her Place img
Chapter 43 Get A Grip img
Chapter 44 Foolish Girl img
Chapter 45 Open Your Eyes img
Chapter 46 Pendrive img
Chapter 47 Resolve img
Chapter 48 In The Office img
Chapter 49 Fish img
Chapter 50 Saved The Night img
Chapter 51 Insomnia img
Chapter 52 Robe img
Chapter 53 Research img
Chapter 54 Tastes Good img
Chapter 55 I Arrived img
Chapter 56 Interview img
Chapter 57 Guilty img
Chapter 58 The Stepfather img
Chapter 59 The CEO img
Chapter 60 : The Truth img
Chapter 61 The Mother img
Chapter 62 Walter img
Chapter 63 Emma img
Chapter 64 CEO img
Chapter 65 The Mendez Invasion img
Chapter 66 A Little Girl img
Chapter 67 Let Me Take Care img
Chapter 68 With Me img
Chapter 69 Tomorrow img
Chapter 70 Don't Be Fooled img
Chapter 71 Can I Stay With Her img
Chapter 72 Puppet img
Chapter 73 Debt img
Chapter 74 In The Office img
Chapter 75 What Was It img
Chapter 76 Surgery img
Chapter 77 So Many Changes img
Chapter 78 In Switzerland img
Chapter 79 Without Mercy img
Chapter 80 Impossible img
Chapter 81 Pregnant img
Chapter 82 The Sister img
Chapter 83 Accept img
Chapter 84 The Consigliere img
Chapter 85 Working For Me img
Chapter 86 Lies img
Chapter 87 Call her img
Chapter 88 Plan img
Chapter 89 SOS img
Chapter 90 This Woman img
Chapter 91 Pregnant With... img
Chapter 92 You're Not Going To Tell img
Chapter 93 Hope img
Chapter 94 It's Like This img
Chapter 95 Leave It For Later img
Chapter 96 Sleep img
Chapter 97 Going To Kill Me img
Chapter 98 It's Not What It Seems img
Chapter 99 Talks Too Much img
Chapter 100 A Good Deal img
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Chapter 5 Alone

Riley Collins POV:

Any hint of a smile vanished when I walked through the door and spotted Luca inside. He stood with his back to me, slipping off his shoes as if he belonged here-like this place was his private sanctuary instead of my gilded cage.

"Did you lose your way, or are you planning to redecorate my prison?" I stopped just inside the threshold, voice steady.

He didn't even bother to turn, loosening his tie with a slow indifference that set my nerves on edge.

Eventually, he glanced over, calm as ever. "I figured it was obvious. We're married, remember? Married couples share a room. If I ever grow bored, I can always spend the night elsewhere. But tonight, I'll be staying here."

A hollow laugh slipped out. "You call this marriage? That contract was signed with threats and loaded guns, Luca. You put one to my head and locked me up, don't pretend you've forgotten."

He shrugged, a careless motion. "Still counts. My signature's on the paperwork. And this bed's not exactly cramped."

Crossing my arms, I stepped further into the room.

"Then I'll take the floor," I responded, reaching for a blanket.

A quiet, derisive chuckle escaped him. He closed the distance at a lazy pace, the air around him thick with warning. I stayed rooted, but my pulse hammered when he gently pulled the blanket away.

He moved in until there was nowhere left for me to retreat, the wall pressing cold against my back. One hand braced near my head, the other hidden away in his pocket, and I found myself distracted by the warmth of his cologne.

Why did he always have to smell so damn good?

"Are you going to swing at me if I move any closer?" he said in a low voice, leaning in until his breath warmed my cheek. He took his time staring at my mouth and the clean lines of my jaw. He didn't look young. He carried the kind of age that settled around forty. "Or are you going to start begging when I'm inside you again?"

My throat tightened. I despised how easily he could take control with a single look. His body hovered near mine. T he smell of expensive cigarettes, leather, and some cologne he probably knew could get under my skin wrapped around me.

"I liked the way you looked down there. Even with that terrible hood and that awful outfit. Your pussy holds tight around me. Maybe I'll taste your lips next." His whisper brushed my ear as my hand searched for something steady and found the wall.

Nothing stung worse than knowing I actually wanted him. Some reckless urge in me wanted his lips against mine. That would put an end to this twisted back-and-forth. That would let me feel anything besides this fear that had clung to me all day, after everything we'd survived.

He just laughed. The sound cut through the tension. He drew back a step and looked at me with the kind of scorn that made my skin crawl.

"Calm down, princess. Tonight isn't the night."

My fists tightened at my sides. I forced myself to inhale and steady my nerves.

"If you're desperate for my attention, you're going to have to step up your game. My lovers have some sense of style. Right now, you look like you escaped from a church retreat."

The heat of embarrassment and anger flushed through me.

"Oh, I thought you had a thing for meek little brides. Maybe that's why you have to drag the bride to the altar and rob your own brother at the wedding."

He went rigid. The look in his eyes shifted, something raw and dangerous surfacing.

"What's the matter? Did I hit a nerve?" I asked, the sarcasm heavy in my voice. "Don't worry, 'boss.' You're not the only one who's not in the mood tonight."

I half-expected him to shove me away or storm off. But instead, he stepped closer. In one quick motion, he seized my wrist and yanked me forward. Before I could even catch my breath, he tore my coat off with a rough tug.

"Luca!" I shouted, struggling to break free, but he was already fumbling with the zipper of my pants, his anger boiling over.

"You really know how to wind me up, and now you want to back out? Sorry, but I'm not letting you walk away."

"Stop it!" I screamed, my voice breaking through the room. Fear hammered in my chest, sharp and relentless. "I'm telling you, I don't want this. Just stop!"

For a brief moment, he went still. His jaw tightened. His eyes bored into me, cold and unflinching.

"I said no," I repeated, standing my ground. "You don't get to decide when you touch me."

Neither of us moved. The air crackled, heavy with all the things neither world should have ever shared.

Holding back his anger, Luca let out a slow breath. He snatched my coat from the chair and tossed it in my direction.

"Put this on."

"Are you walking out?" I asked, my hands shaking as I caught the coat.

"I'm staying. We'll deal with this tomorrow," he said, his back turned. "Trust me, darling, when I'm interested, I make it worth your while. All it takes is the right outfit, the right attitude... You'll be begging for it again. A stack of cash makes anyone eager."

"You're an idiot. I'm not some thing you can buy."

"You only offered yourself because you thought he was the one, didn't you?" he said as his fingers tightened around my cheeks, forcing me to meet his stare. "Go on. Let your mind wander to that fool again, and you'll learn exactly who you're dealing with. If I ever catch you dreaming about Jackson, Riley, I'll end you."

"Relax. I can't stand either of you. Whether it's you or him, it makes no difference. The feeling is the same. I lost a year of my life because of him, locked away. And I got dragged into a marriage with a gun pointed at my head. You have no idea how much that broke me."

He went quiet after that. His eyes drifted over me once, slow and unreadable, before he dismissed me altogether.

"Get some rest, Riley. Your little speech tired me out." He removed his clothes until he was standing in nothing but his underwear. Then he fell into bed without a care.

"You've got a good body," he added. His toned stomach flexed as he shifted, and I hated myself for noticing.

I stayed rooted to the spot. My breath came too fast. My coat hung uselessly in my arms, and my pants were still ripped open around my ankles.

I should have been terrified.

Yet what rose inside me wasn't fear. Hatred spread through me like fire.

Some twisted urge in me wanted to stare at Luca while he lounged in his underwear, hoping for the kind of comfort he'd never offer. I wished he would reach out, wrap his arms around me, press his lips to mine, and promise me that things would turn out fine. That fantasy faded as quickly as it appeared. He wasn't the type to offer kindness, and there was nobody else waiting to pick up the pieces.

That's fine. I'll figure it all out on my own.

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