Mafia Captor by Shanna Handel

I thought I was a good girl, but he’s made me do very bad things
Tall, dark-hearted, and melt your panties gorgeous.
New England royalty. Billionaire stud. Mafia man.
I’m terrified of him. He’s covered in ink.
The man has a tattoo. On his face.

I feel naughty when I wear black nail polish.
He’s my total opposite. Someone I would never, ever go for in the real world.
But this is his world, isn’t it? And he wants me. So much so, he’s captured me.
He teases me, tortures me. His punishments leave my skin burning…
My core throbbing and my panties in a puddle on the floor.

I thought I was a good girl, but he’s made me do very naughty things.
There’s pleasure in the shame. It’s almost as if I don’t want to escape.
I know this madness needs to end, but a villain shouldn’t smell this good.
This man is going to destroy me and the only person I care about.

And turn me into the bad girl I never knew I wanted to be…