Biker's Temptation: Claimed By The Ruthless Mafia King

LovelyPert Suspense/Thriller

I had one night to disappear.One night before my father handed me over to a man who collects women the way he collects territories, coldly, completely, and with no intention of ever letting go.So I ran.No plan. No safety net. Four hundred dollars, a fake name, and the desperate, animal instinct that anything, anywhere was better than becoming Anton Reves's wife.I should have run faster.Because the town I stumbled into in the dark doesn't belong to the law. It doesn't belong to Anton. It belongs to him.Lucien Varga. Mafia biker king. Ruthless, controlled, and the most dangerous man I have ever stood in front of which is saying something, given the world I was born into. He doesn't ask questions. He doesn't negotiate. He pulled me out of the dark and put me behind his walls, and when I told him I was leaving in the morning, he looked at me with those unreadable eyes and said two words that rearranged everything.No. You weren't.He calls it protection.I know what it really is.I've spent my whole life being owned by men who dressed possession up in prettier words family, alliance, duty. Lucien doesn't bother with pretty words. He is exactly what he appears to be: absolute, unapologetic, and completely certain that what enters his territory stays there.I should hate him for it.The problem is, I understand him. The walls he builds. The control he keeps. The way he looks at the world like it is a series of threats to be managed rather than a place to be lived in. I have been doing the same thing my entire life, just with softer edges and better manners.And he sees it. That's the part I wasn't prepared for. Not the captivity, not the compound, not even the war that follows me through his gates like a shadow. What I wasn't prepared for was a man who looks at me, really looks and doesn't see a contract or a key or an inconvenience.He sees me.Anton Reves is coming. He will come with more men and more money and the cold, absolute certainty of a man who has never been denied anything he decided to own. There will be blood. There will be choices I can't take back.And somewhere between the maps and the midnight coffee and the way Lucien says my territory like it is the only prayer he knows, I stopped planning my escape.I started planning something else entirely.They say you can't survive a man like Lucien Varga.They might be right.But I've never been very good at doing what I'm told.#StaryWritingMarathon #Vote

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