Mafia's Obsession: The CEO's Contracted Songbird
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A brilliant young girl Liana and her brother Remi are on the run. They are hiding from their elder brother who is a Mafia Kingpin.
Then Remi gets seriously ill. Out of money and time, to save him, she strikes a deal with billionaire CEO Adriano Moretti. She will be his pretend wife for three months and he will cover all Remi's medical expenses.
But hearts are not controlled by a contract and their proximity and chemistry is a flame that burns hotter as time passes. But Liana has secrets that will soon catch up and Adriano is more than a successful business man.
This is not a typical romance, and when everything comes crashing down, there is no guarantee that these star crossed lovers will ever find their way back to each other.
I screamed. "Let me go…"
The door suddenly flew open. My eyes shot up, a plea for help. "What the hell is going on?" The voice was low. Deadly. Adriano.
Rory barely had time to turn before Adriano was on him. Hands like iron tore Rory away from me and slammed him into the wall.
Rory tried to swing—once. Adriano caught his fist and drove him down, his fury controlled and absolute. "Touch her again," Adriano said quietly, "and you won't use that hand for months."
Then Remi gets seriously ill. Out of money and time, to save him, she strikes a deal with billionaire CEO Adriano Moretti. She will be his pretend wife for three months and he will cover all Remi's medical expenses.
But hearts are not controlled by a contract and their proximity and chemistry is a flame that burns hotter as time passes. But Liana has secrets that will soon catch up and Adriano is more than a successful business man.
This is not a typical romance, and when everything comes crashing down, there is no guarantee that these star crossed lovers will ever find their way back to each other.
I screamed. "Let me go…"
The door suddenly flew open. My eyes shot up, a plea for help. "What the hell is going on?" The voice was low. Deadly. Adriano.
Rory barely had time to turn before Adriano was on him. Hands like iron tore Rory away from me and slammed him into the wall.
Rory tried to swing—once. Adriano caught his fist and drove him down, his fury controlled and absolute. "Touch her again," Adriano said quietly, "and you won't use that hand for months."


















































