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Ruthless Prince: A Dark Mafia Arranged Marriage Romance by Piper Stone

Alexandra is a senator’s daughter, used to mingling in the company of the rich and powerful, but tonight she will learn that there are men who play by different rules.

Men like me.

I could romance her. I could seduce her and then carry her gently to my bed.

But that can wait. Tonight I’m going to wring one ruthless climax after another from her quivering body with her bottom burning from my belt and her throat sore from screaming.

She will know she is mine before she even knows she is my bride.



Publisher’s Note: Ruthless Prince is a stand-alone novel which is the second entry in the Benedetti Empire series. It includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Author: Piper Stone

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Length: 74,000 words


He rubbed the small of my back as he retrieved the belt. I was tossed into another round of sickness, my stomach churning.

“Don’t,” I said as weakly as before, but only a split second later I heard the rush as the strap was sliced through the air. The second it was brought down across my bottom, I flinched. There was no instant blinding pain, just a sting that burned all the way into my soul. I wanted to curl under my covers, pretending this was nothing but a nightmare, but I knew in my gut that this was just the beginning.

This wasn’t just a nightmare. This was the end of my life.

He smacked me several additional times, one coming after the other. I was pushed into a sublime moment, refusing to accept what was happening to me. As pain exploded in my system, my screams were nothing more than cries of confusion. I remained tingling all over, my body refusing to accept that what he was doing to me was horrible.

Explosive heat rushed up from my toes, my bottom aching. When he stopped long enough to caress my skin, my anger returned. While he might think he had control over me now, he would soon learn that I was tougher than he thought. The man would be brought to his knees.

“You’re doing very well,” he said softly, his touch becoming even more intimate.

“I will kill you.”

Laughing, he leaned over, his whisper something I would never forget.

“I would enjoy the effort you made but remember there are always consequences. I am not a man who forgives easily.”

And I wasn’t a woman who would allow this to happen again. I gritted my teeth as he continued the harsh spanking, slapping the belt down time and time again. I was almost delirious, yet I was doing everything I could to keep my resolve. One thing was certain. I hated my father.

When he cracked two strikes across my upper thighs, I reared up, hissing through clenched teeth.

“Only four more, my sweet Alexandra. Then I’ll have the pleasure of enjoying you. All of you.”

Enjoying me? What the hell did he think he was going to do? I barely felt the last four strikes, my mind reeling from what he’d said.

He was going to fuck me.

The bastard was going to defile my body to assert his dominance over me. I expected him to unfasten his expensive trousers, taking me like some animal. When he wrapped his fingers around my arms, pulling me to a standing position, I held my breath, refusing to inhale another whiff of him. His scent was far too intoxicating.

The brute brushed his fingers down my arms, his touch still creating tingles. I closed my eyes, doing everything I could do to pretend this wasn’t happening. When he wrapped one hand around mine, intertwining our fingers, I winced.

“Come with me, Alexandra. I’ve had very little time to explore this lovely house.”

He acted as if he knew exactly where he was going, pulling me behind him as he walked through the house. When he started up the flight of stairs, I tried to pull away, but his hold was too strong. After stopping midway, he took several deep breaths.

“I don’t think it’s in your best interest to continue fighting with me. Do you?”

His question was rhetorical and nothing more. “I will always fight you.”

“There will come a day you’ll finally accept what fate had determined was necessary. On that day, you will scream out my name begging me for more. Tonight is just the beginning.”

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