Trapped in Desire: Dark Mafia Romance

By Alessa Steel

Pietro

 

Blood. Rage. Obsession.

The world blurs around me, consumed by the need to possess her, to make her mine. Alessa is my angel, my salvation, and my damnation.

I'll stop at nothing to keep her - even if it means drowning in the darkness that consumes my soul. She's my everything, and I'll rip apart anyone who tries to take her from me.

 

Alessa

 

Trapped in a web of desire and danger, I can't escape his alluring grasp. Pietro's touch ignites a primal hunger within me, even as his ruthless world threatens to shatter me.

 

I know I should run, but his dark magnetism pulls me deeper, daring me to give in to the temptation. In his arms, I'm both terrified and achingly alive.

This twisted love could be my ultimate undoing, but I can't resist falling further.

 

This is the second and final book of a duet, it is highly suggested to read Trapped in Evil first.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alessa Steel
• Release date: Jun 18, 2024
• ISBN: 9798227799364

Book preview

Pietro

Blood. Rage. Obsession.

The world blurs around me, consumed by the need to possess her, to make her mine. Alessa is my angel, my salvation, and my damnation.

I'll stop at nothing to keep her - even if it means drowning in the darkness that consumes my soul. She's my everything, and I'll rip apart anyone who tries to take her from me.

Alessa

Trapped in a web of desire and danger, I can't escape his alluring grasp. Pietro's touch ignites a primal hunger within me, even as his ruthless world threatens to shatter me.

I know I should run, but his dark magnetism pulls me deeper, daring me to give in to the temptation. In his arms, I'm both terrified and achingly alive.

This twisted love could be my ultimate undoing, but I can't resist falling further.

CHAPTER 1

PIETRO

Blood everywhere. Blood all over my hand, blood all over my naked chest. Blood all over the floor. Still blood coming out of his Vulnerable body like water fountain.

Alessandro. I'm not letting you die this easily.

Though I wonder after 2 days of torture, how is he still alive? I mean he's barely breathing anymore. His lungs is punctured for all I know. All the kidney punches I gave him was enough to knock his breathe out. Multiple cuts all over his naked body. There's hardly any place left for me to cut and burn.

I light my cigarette and take a long drag.

K-kill me. But you won't gettin what you lost, bastard! Alessandro opened his fucking mouth. He's not apologizing for what he did. Not like I'm going to accept that anyway. He's going to die. Not before I feel like I've done enough damages in his body.

3 months.

3 fucking months.

I've waited patiently. Searched for him. How long was he going to hide from me?

He should've known the risk of messing up with what's mine.

3 months.

Alessa haven't talk to me yet.

I haven't seen her for 3 fucking months.

She stays in her room. She doesn't come out when I'm home. She doesn't talk to anyone.

I know I've hurt her. And I deserve her wrath. If it was old me, I would've forced her to talk to me. I would've kidnapped her again if needed.

But I'll never be that me again.

And being the bastard I am, I'll not even let her go.

I'm so fucking fucked up.

You look awful to even breath, I blow out the line of smoke into the dark room. Sunlight coming from the small window in the corner of the room.

I haven't slept for 2 days. All I did was torture the bastard, cut his body, burn my cigarette on his new cuts then walk over to my chair, rest for few minutes and start all over again. The room smells like rotten pig. Hell, even I smell like one. But my revenge isn't done yet.

You- k-illed my brother... You-you fucking b-bastard! He tries to scream but his voice came out as shrill.

I grind my teeth, my jaw is about to break. Don't fucking act like your brother meant anything to you. Even if he was alive, you were going to fucking attack my territory. I think you should've done that. But you didn't. I stand up and walk towards him. The river of Blood under my boots. But you had to fucking mess it all up. We both could've played the game together. I looked at him from head to toe, suspecting what place was left for me to attack next. Yeah, no place left. Now I'll have to play alone. You won't be there to cheerleading for me. I let out butter laugh.

His body stiffen. He tried to move but only groans coming out of his mouth. You're - you goin to hell, Pietro! You goin to die worse than me. He tries to sound threatened,but what can I say, nothing scares me.

Except for her.

Oh yeah? Then I'll meet you there. In hell I mean. You'll be cheerleading for me there? Your brother would be there too. I guess we'll play fair then. I took another long drag from my cigarette.

He gritted his teeth. Wait, does he have teeth left in his mouth. Alright,working on them next.

The door opened and closed behind. But I didn't turn around. My eyes solely focused on the man who ruined my life. My life was already ruined from my birth. But I was getting it all together. Untill he had to break it again.

We've got a problem, Pietro.

Vitale. My best friend. My right hand. My brother. We are not blood related but he's more than that. Blood relation doesn't define everything. We've grown up together. I've seen him sneaking into my room when we were kids. I've seen him stealing expensive wine from his father and drinking it at age 11 like an alcoholic. I've seen him crying at the corner of his room, and I've seen him getting up again, standing on his feet, starting his own fight. He's strong. He's gone through so much. He's fought for his life and I've to give it to him.

Let me guess, you caused it. I say, still not turning at him. He doesn't have to see my demonic look at this point. Though he's seen it all before.

No actually you have a problem. As you know, I've got an idiot who keeps getting into one every fucking day.

That idiot being me.

I keep getting in trouble by messing up with our enemies. But what can I say. That's my job.

Wait a second. I turn around now and take long strides towards the table. I took a long sip from my vodka bottle. I'm not drunk enough to listen to you right now. And it's Friday today. What's your point?

I finally look at him. He's already shaking his head and giving me that you-fucking-fucked-up-dude look. Yeah, is that even new?

Alessa..

The moment her name comes out of his mouth, I stride towards him and grab