WARNING: This story contains mature content intended for adult readers only. Discretion is advised.

This book will contain 3 different stories that will bring you the hottest scene ever!

1st Story: The Mafia's Blind Wife

(Tempory Blind FL x Mafia ML)

2nd Story: His Innocent Amazona

(Amazona WARRIOR FL x Mafia Boss ML)

3rd Story: The Mafia's Nanny

(Nanny FL x Mafia ML w/ DID or multiple personality)

An accidental act of heroism reshaped Sera’s life entirely. She lost her sight saving the grandmother of a stranger. In return for her goodness, she was forced into marriage with the old woman’s grandson, Lucian Vitale. He was a mysterious businessman with no interest in love, and as people whispered, colder than ice. Given her circumstances, Sera had no choice but to accept. She became his pretend wife, bound by contract. It was a kind of relationship she’d never imagined living.
 
Sera had never planned to fall for a man she’d never seen. But with every touch, every murmur from Lucian, she was slowly pulled under by longing and feelings that should never have taken root. In darkness, she learned to love—and to bleed.
 
Then came the day her vision returned. She heard a truth that shattered her world and tore at her heart. Frightened beyond reason, Sera ran and vanished. She carried a secret in her womb: the child of their passionate nights together.
 
Four years slipped by. A man stepped back into her life. Same voice, same scent, same way his hands found hers… but he did not know her. He had amnesia. Can Sera escape the man who once meant everything to her? Or is this fate’s way of calling them back to settle what they began—in their beds, their hearts, and the secrets that still wait to be told?
 
Between lies, desire, and memories… will they choose each other still?

SERAPHINA "SERA" MORTEZ'S POINT OF VIEW


Another morning. Another day of darkness stretching ahead-that's what I'd always expected. So why am I covered in blood, gasping for air as I run from the Vitale mansion, flames licking at its walls like hungry tongues?


I fell asleep alone, as I always did. Before bed, the maids had tended to me-helping me bathe, dress, eat. Things Lucian used to do, back when he'd been home. Things I'd grown so used to, their absence felt like a weight on the mattress beside me.


I found myself wondering again: When will he come home? When will I get to ask him-really ask him-why he married me? When will he finally come back to kill me?


Questions piled up in my chest like stones, heavy and unanswerable.


Chapter 37 - Back and End