The Mafia Daddy's Pretty Little Housekeeper
(2026)(Book 49 in the Mafia Daddies Ruthless Possession series)
A novel by Jess Winters
I whispered "Daddy" and the world tilted. Time stopped. My voice betrayed me.
Enzo Ricci. Cedar cologne. Scarred knuckles. A suit that could cut glass and a stare that keeps the whole estate in line. He runs an empire from a study and keeps people in shadows. He also tucks a camo bear into my apron and calls me by my name like it's precious.
He watched me clean his halls. He bought me a quiet room. He made me sign rules and safe words and then kept every single one. He braided my hair, sang stupid lullabies, and—yes—gave me a spanking when I broke the only rule that was meant to keep me safe. He warmed my protein, fed me mac and cheese, taped my drawing to the fridge like a shield. He guarded me with men and paper and a promise.
Carla found photos. Trustees started knocking early. Rumors smell like poison. They tell me choices will be made. Lose him or lose everything I’ve built. Leave the house or become the story they're hungry for.
He says he'll protect me. He says he'll choose me. He will fight the world. But can I risk my livelihood, my independence, my dignity—for a man who calls me baby girl and keeps my secrets?
Enzo Ricci. Cedar cologne. Scarred knuckles. A suit that could cut glass and a stare that keeps the whole estate in line. He runs an empire from a study and keeps people in shadows. He also tucks a camo bear into my apron and calls me by my name like it's precious.
He watched me clean his halls. He bought me a quiet room. He made me sign rules and safe words and then kept every single one. He braided my hair, sang stupid lullabies, and—yes—gave me a spanking when I broke the only rule that was meant to keep me safe. He warmed my protein, fed me mac and cheese, taped my drawing to the fridge like a shield. He guarded me with men and paper and a promise.
Carla found photos. Trustees started knocking early. Rumors smell like poison. They tell me choices will be made. Lose him or lose everything I’ve built. Leave the house or become the story they're hungry for.
He says he'll protect me. He says he'll choose me. He will fight the world. But can I risk my livelihood, my independence, my dignity—for a man who calls me baby girl and keeps my secrets?