Book Title: Tradimento (Vendetta Book 3)
Author: Leigh Kenzie
Publisher: Self-Published
Cover Artist: Temptation Creations
Release Date: October 15, 2020
Trope/s: Dark M/M Mafia
Themes: Captive/Captor, Forced Submission,
Kink, Non-con, Obsession, Stalker
Length: 68 740 words/240 pages
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The Knife of Obsession Cuts Deep
Blurb
Allesandro
I’ll find a way to crawl out of the prison I’m in and when I do, the man obsessed with righting wrongs will pay for my forced exile.
Emilio
While I fixate on needing to know who harmed my master, someone has decided I’m their new favorite obsession. I refuse to run. I refuse to hide. It isn’t love and it can kill just as easily as hate.
How far will vengeance reach before it’s satisfied?
This is a continuous series. Il Padrone and Vendetta del Cuore must be read prior to this one.
Ends on a cliffhanger.
Trigger warnings: Contains graphic violence and extreme sexual situations. This is darker than the previous two books in the series. Please be advised this book contains graphic violence, torture, and murder. It also includes non-con, psychological torture, and various kinks. It contains forced submission both physically and chemically. This book also makes references to suicide. Some readers may find this material triggering. It is intended for a mature audience 18 years of age and up.
(Luca POV):
Lio has definitely gained muscle since he started training. I manage to get him out of the restraints and take his body weight, but it sure the fuck isn’t as easy as when he first came to us. Thank fuck a guard is waiting outside the door so I can get help putting him back in his own bed, even if I do want to kill the guard for seeing Lio naked. I dismiss the guard quickly after laying Lio on his stomach. He’s going to feel his punishment for days, and I take a perverse pleasure in knowing he’ll be wearing my mark, not Allesandro’s.
The moment he called me Padrone was almost too much for me. I know he doesn’t think of me as his actual master, yet. But I will have him under my control. Soon enough, he’ll beg for me, beg for my cock, beg for my domination, and when he kneels, I’ll be the only thought in his mind. For now, I know I have to leave him. I can’t baby him as much as I’d like or stay here and trace my marks. Allesandro taught us all, it’s sink or swim on our own. I’ll give Lio a chance to come around naturally. But he will fucking swim, and he will fucking worship me, even if I have to force every single drop of submission from him.
As much as I hate leaving Lio, the next task fills me with anticipation. I don’t even bother knocking; instead I push through the door quickly. I watch Benjamin jump up from behind his desk, the chair falling over as he puts a hand over his heart, like he’s trying to calm it. That will never do. With a few measured steps toward him, I grab his shirt with my right hand and pull him to me.
“I haven’t seen you reach out to Lio yet. Have you forgotten?” I hiss in his ear, enjoying his trembling.
“It’s…it’s only been one day!” Benjamin gasps.
“Exactly. You should have started right away. I gave you the task this morning. It’s now late evening, and what have you done? Certainly not what I told you to do. Do you think that’s conducive to your safety?” I seethe, taking my left hand and yanking his head back by his hair. The resulting yelp excites me and despite the fact I recently came, I can feel my cock start to swell.
“N-n-n-no, Padrone,” Benjamin stammers as he shivers in fear.
His terror is a living, breathing thing, battering me from all sides. I take in every shudder, every gasp and can’t help tightening my grip upon hearing those sweet sounds of distress fall from his lips. My cock is rock hard again, and I’m gritting my teeth from the need to take what I want.
“Please, please, I’m sorry. I promise. I’ll reach out to him tomorrow. Please.”
I watch the tears trail down his cheeks and can’t help grinding my erection against his body. I feel him stiffen and struggle to get away even harder. I let out a low chuckle, his fear acting as an aphrodisiac. Perhaps I should consider creating a boy—one specifically for me. Perhaps, I could even gift him to Lio as a servant. One completely loyal to me and who will make sure Lio doesn’t wander, because fuck if I trust Ignacio.
I push Benjamin to his knees and take my switchblade out. With a quick press of the button, I have the edge against his throat. I don’t plan on killing him—yet—but I want him to fucking understand his place. I’ve never seen anyone go that stiff before, but even his breathing is careful. I fucking love it.
“How do you suggest apologizing?”
It’s not really a question, but I’m curious to see what he’ll do. How strong is his will to live? How much do his ethics mean? I understand now the complete power trip Allesandro must have gotten with each degradation he put us through.
I watch as the understanding dawns in his eyes and the rough swallow he takes. With shaking hands, he reaches out and slowly undoes the zipper to my pants. I remove the knife from his throat, making sure to scratch it gently. Not enough to draw blood, but to reinforce my lesson.
Leigh is a dark M/M romance author from Texas with two needy terrors of terriers and a chaotic family. She considers coffee a major food group and her family fears broken coffeemakers. She writes in her spare time, forced to the keyboard by characters entirely too vocal in her opinion and often falls victim to plot monkeys. In between creating mayhem with her characters and friends, her hope is to transport readers to fictional places and provide darkness with a twist.
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