The Mafia Don's MistressUpdated at Dec 13, 2024, 10:00
“No one touches what is mine and gets to live,” he replies firmly, sending a cold shiver down my spine.“Alessandro, I am not yours. I am not anyone’s property,” I assert.He laughs softly. “Okay,” he says casually, as if not fully understanding my point.“I mean it; I will never be yours—not your property, not your plaything, and certainly not your mistress,” I continue, emphasizing my stance. I've already made it clear that I won't be his mistress; I don’t know why he can’t seem to accept that. His jaw tightens, his features hardening.“He threatened you, he touched you,” he says sharply, his eyes narrowing. “It really didn’t matter if the device was his or not; he knew what was coming for him.”In search of her missing father, Renée, a twenty-four-year-old boudoir photographer, moves to a new country and makes a deal with the FBI. She helps them bring down the most feared Mafia Don in the country, and they help her find her father. All she has to do is seduce him and get him to lower his guard—easy.Alessandro has been married for three years to what he would deem the perfect wife for a man like him. She is the princess of the East Mafiadom. That kind of marriage makes Alessandro the leader of both the South and the East of the Mafiadom. He is untouchable. Everyone trembles at the sound of his name. Then one night at a masquerade ball, he meets her, the seductive stranger with a different accent. She looks like the typical type of woman he would make his mistress. But is making her his mistress enough? What if he wants more? Will his world accept a woman like her? It has been a rule for as long as he can remember that certain races can't mix, at least not from where he stands. Plus, he is a married man. Everything about her is forbidden.