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EleniI stare at the scene around me in something between surprise and horror. This is Dante’s backyard. I look up and see his house looming over the party. But instead of the yard being filled with gunfire or hushed conversation, classic rock blares from a pair of speakers. Dante himself stands at the grill, flipping burgers and nursing a light beer I’ve never seen him drink before. Tony and a couple other capos hold court by the grill. A few East Asian men Dante warned me when they walked in were representatives of the triads chat with some Saints soldiers. Cal Duncan stands alone by the pool, holding a bottle of dark beer he brought and surveying the scene. I turn away, toward the platter of watermelon salad—whatever the fuck that is—before his gaze can alight on me. Still, it looks like something out of a coming-of-age movie, not a tense meeting between some of the most dangerous men in New York City.The only concession to normalcy is the color palette of Dante’s outfit. Sure,
Last Updated : 2024-08-06Indebted to the Mafia King What Am I Missing?
EleniSunset has come and gone by the time the last guests leave. After the grilling, everyone loitered, eating classic American food and listening to classic American music, until darkness finally fell. Then Dante, giggling like a kid, disappeared with Seb and Tony. They reappeared minutes later with an unlabeled box and proceeded to light off the least legitimate fireworks show I could have expected. Some didn’t light. Others fell off their little post. I laughed the whole time, and they handed out sparklers at the end. That, at least, felt like the summers I knew, waiting until the tiny fires threatened the top of my hand before dropping it on concrete and stamping it out. The only thing missing was Christos, trying to convince me to sword fight him. Luckily, it only took one mention before Seb was happy to accept the challenge. As always, our sparklers shattered instantly. It wouldn’t have been right if they didn’tAfter everything is cleaned up, Dante and I stumble upstairs. We
Last Updated : 2024-08-06Indebted to the Mafia King Yours
EleniMy breath catches as Dante looks me over like he’s deciding how to ruin me first. I’ve pushed him to the brink, to the wild place I know scares him sometimes. But tonight, I need that. He has to remind me who he is.The calm before the storm ends abruptly, with Dante grabbing the top of my romper and yanking. The thin straps can’t hold up against his strength. They snap, and my breasts bounce free as the strapless bra I had to wear slides down with the rest of the fabric.I gasp. “I liked that.”“I’ll buy you more.” He keeps pulling, dragging the ruined garment down my body. In seconds, I’m naked. “That’s my right, because you’re mine.”I swallow. “I’m—”He slaps one of my breasts with a spark of pain. “You’ll stop talking if you know what’s good for you, pet.”“And if I don’t?” My voice shakes a little. I tremble with want.He cups my pussy harshly, dragging his fingers through my wetness and coaxing the embers of my lost orgasm back to life. “You’re determined to find out, are
Last Updated : 2024-08-06Indebted to the Mafia King Homesick
EleniA couple days later, I close one of my assigned readings and check the time. Too early for lunch. Too late to start something new. I glance at my phone, sitting on the couch next to me in the living room. I’ve been missing Mama a lot lately. Maybe… Maybe one call won’t hurt.I’m dialing almost before I finish the thought. My heart hammers. What am I going to tell her if she asks about Christos? Or Dante?She picks up after a few rings. “Hello? Who is—”“Mama!” I squeal.“Zouzouni?” she asks disbelievingly. “I thought—I mean, I feared—”“I’m all right, Mama,” I say. “Safe and sound.”Her broken sob crackles through the phone. “Why did you not call sooner? Oh, I was so worried.”“I’m sorry, Mama.” Tears sting my own eyes, and I wish she was here to hug. “It wasn’t safe.”“To call? That Dante lies to you,” she says. “It is always safe to call your mama.”I know that’s not true after my weeks in the boss’ chair, but I don’t disagree with her. “How are you? I want to hear everything.
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DanteI trudge into Piacere as the sun starts to dip low in the sky. Long day at the docks today. It needed to be done—some of my foremen get uppity if I don’t check in often enough—but fuck, I hate docks days. The regular LEDs cast my club in an unattractive light, destroying all the magic. I shamble past janitors cleaning up and dancers in sweats practicing routines on the poles. I’m actually looking forward to the paperwork awaiting me downstairs because it means I get to sit my ass down for a second.On a whim, I pause at the bar and wait for Carla to walk over.“Send a glass of scotch down to my office.” I think for a moment. “Maybe just send the decanter.”My club manager nods sharply. “The decanter would be smart. You have a guest.”“A guest?” My eyebrows shoot up. “Who the hell did you let into my office?”“A woman who swore up and down she knew you.” Carla raises her hands defensively. “She had the phrase.”I spin away from the bar and scowl as I storm down to my office. The
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Eleni“Wait, there’s seriously a ceremony?” I ask as I pick through a wooden tray of pears for the best ones.Seb glances at the stall owner. “Yes. Do you know you talk very loud?”I roll my eyes and pay for the three pears. “We’re in the middle of one of the busiest farmer’s markets in Brooklyn on a Saturday afternoon. I’d discuss the nuclear codes here if I had them. Now tell me, what exactly does the ceremony for becoming a capo entail? I skipped that step.”He laughs and accepts the bag I hand him. This has become something of a routine for us. Dante said being a boss, even a part-time one, means having at least one bodyguard at all times, and Seb was an easy pick. He’s actually fun to talk to and hangs out instead of hovering three feet behind me at all times.“It’s not like a graduation ceremony, if that’s what you’re picturing.”“I was picturing something much more Arthurian,” I say. “Like Dante with a big sword, knighting you.”He shakes his head. “Try again.”“It’s a big gun!
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DanteI walk into my house after another long day at Piacere trying to figure out if Cal Duncan’s information is worth anything, and I have nothing on my mind but a quiet night at home with El. The empty foyer echoes with my footsteps, but she’s been working on getting ready for school in her office upstairs, so I trudge up.At the top of the stairs, the door to Eleni’s office stands closed, but my—our?—bedroom door is open, and light spills out onto the floor. I frown and walk in.“Dante!” Eleni leans out of the bathroom. A few perfect curls swing away from her updo, and a long, silver earring that kind of looks like an elegant stick jingles. “You’re earlier than I thought.”“Sorry?” I step farther into the room and realize she’s just wearing a towel. “Did I forget we had plans?”She laughs. “It’s a surprise.”I nod slowly, trying to put together the clues. Fancy hair. Two garment bags sit on the bed. She’s smiling.“Yeah, I got nothing,” I say.She steps out of the bathroom and kiss
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EleniI take one last bite of the airy sorbet that the stuffy waiter brought for dessert and look at Dante. He’s barely glanced away from me since we stopped talking about work, and my body burns with it. I slide my leg out from under the long tablecloth, letting it catch my skirt and exposing inch after inch of skin. He watches me with darkening eyes.“Put that away,” he says.I smile. “Why?”“Because I don’t share well.”I tuck my leg back under the table. Seeing him relax after days of walking around in a fog is satisfying, though, and I’m not sure I want to give everything up yet. I toe out of one heel and run my foot up the inside of his calf.“How sure are you that you can wait?” I ask.He grasps the edge of the table. “What are you doing?I chuckle and keep running my foot smoothly up and down. “That’s not an order.”He meets my gaze. “Don’t expose yourself here, pet.”My skin goes hot. We’ve never played like this in public before. I don’t even know if he sees the loophole he’
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*Cal*Leaving the basement and making sure at least one of my men stays behind to watch the cartel assholes we have tied inside, I rush upstairs with Tony, Sam, and Hunter with the rest of my men on my tail.Even though the noises upstairs are muffed by closed doors and thick walls, I don’t like what I hear as I approach the bar. Frantic screams and intermittent gunfire can never be a good thing.“Fuck,” I hiss to myself. “They seem to be heavily armed,” I inform my men over my shoulder. “Are you guys loaded?”“I have a couple of guns with me. Armando is outside with my men,” Tony informs me. I don’t want to think about the possible scenarios we’re about to encounter. The rest of my men are also upstairs, but if they were caught off guard–even though I had them keeping a close eye out for any strange movement–things might be ugly.“I’ll grab a shotgun from the safe,” Hunter tells me. “Do you need me to get you anything, Boss?”“No, I have my pistol on me,” I reply through gritted tee
Indebted to the Mafia King Forget About Him
*Heidi*Going after Cal was a mistake. I knew it would be, but I still did it anyway.What was I thinking? What was I even expecting to happen? That if I came and asked him to drop his entire life and career for me and he’d do it?Ha! What a joke.Even if I mean as much to him as he says I do, giving up something you’ve been building your whole life is hard. I should know better than that. I wouldn’t give up on my life and dreams either if he asked me to. So, why am I feeling so heartbroken? Why do I feel so sad, so left out?I storm out of his office with tears blurring my vision. His scent is all over me, and my lips are still tingling from our kisses. No matter how much I want to turn back and run into his arms, I know I can’t do it. This is it. This was the last straw, the confirmation I needed that we’re indeed over.For good.“Miss Heidi, is everything okay?” someone asked from behind me as I walked out of the bar. It was rude on my part to ignore whoever it was, but I couldn’
Indebted to the Mafia King Getting Answers
*Cal*Tony takes a little longer than I’d like with the cartel bastards the Saints captured. By the time his men haul in two guys who are, I’d say, unrecognizable, I’m basically digging a hole in the floor with all my anticipation and agitation, having spent the last hour pacing.The guy I cuffed in the basement looks up from his spot in the corner, and his eyes widen when he sees two more of his people have also been taken by us. He doesn’t have any strength in him to say anything, but he’s been pretty quiet anyway compared to some of the smart-mouthed assholes I’ve beaten the shit out before.“Hey,” Tony greets me, walking behind his guys who are now restraining the newly kidnapped men to chairs, away from the first one. “Brought you a little present.”I grunt. “After the day I just had, you have no idea how glad I am to see them,” I tell him, darting a deathly glance to the newcomers and cracking my knuckles.“I owe you already. I’m glad I could return the favor for once,” Tony say
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*Cal*I consider going after Heidi. Following her upstairs, grabbing her by the arm, turning her to me and crashing my lips into hers, hoping she can feel how much I love her and how much I’m willing to fight for us.But that’d be a lie.And also unfair to her.Because if I truly was willing to do anything for her, I’d accept turning my back on the mafia and the Irish Kings without a question. I wouldn’t hesitate. I wouldn’t consider anything other than having her by my side.But I can’t.I can’t give her what she wants. I can’t promise her something I’m not ready to do. Therefore, I’d rather she hates me now, while she still has any feelings for me, then watch her fall out of love with me while we are together. That’d hurt me more than anything.Realization begins to sink in. We’re truly over now. There’s no turning back, no saving this relationship that’s barely even started. I try to convince myself that this is for the best. Heidi will finally be safe away from me. She can return
Indebted to the Mafia King Honest Confessions
*Cal*“What does this mean?” I want to know. I need to know. “What did you come here to talk to me about?”Heidi stares at me for a bit until she inhales sharply and turns her gaze to the ceiling. She is clearly uncomfortable with my questions, but I can’t move on not knowing what’s going through her mind.Does the fact that she came here to have sex with me in my office mean that she forgives me? That she’s willing to put everything behind us and start anew? That she belongs to me completely, no questions asked?Knowing her, I doubt that's what it means.But I need to hear her say it. I need to understand what she’s thinking. Otherwise, I might misinterpret all of it and ruin everything–again.“Heidi?” I call softly when she doesn’t answer me.She looks at me again, her beautiful, big eyes watching me intently. I push her hair out of her face, and lean forward to kiss her lips. It’s a soft kiss, but I try to convey all of my feelings for her through it.“I don’t know what this means,
Indebted to the Mafia King Sex and Doubt
*Cal*I spent most of the night and the morning trying to get something out of the cartel’s man I found lurking outside Heidi’s building. Anything useful at all that will help me put an end to all of this nonsense. The interrogation took several hours, and I was so fucking mad that I didn’t let any of my men deal with him even though I was exhausted. It was ugly, to say the least, and I split my knuckles multiple times as I tried to force some words out of his mouth. But in the end, I didn’t get much. The guy eventually murmured some addresses to me, but so far, my men only hit dead ends with the investigation on the De La Cruz cartel.At some point during the night, Tony showed up and helped me a little bit with the interrogation, and then he left, saying he would ask his men to start investigating as well.So far, I haven’t heard from him.The sun was rising in the sky by the time I came to my office. I sat down in my chair to clear my mind, hoping I could think about what I heard
Indebted to the Mafia King Make Me Forget
*Heidi*“Are you sure you don’t need me to come with you to talk to this guy?” my grandfather offers for the millionth time in the past hour. “I’m positive I can convince him to sell me the shop at half the price he’s demanding.”I chuckle, shaking my head.“I’m good, Grandpa. If he doesn’t accept my offer, I’m sure I can find another great place somewhere else. As much as I love this one, I’m not willing to pay more than it is worth.”Grandpa nods, finally conceding.“Well, I have to get going,” I say, getting up from the chair. “You guys have to get ready for dinner, and I stayed for too long already. I don’t want them to forbid me to come visit you next time.”“They wouldn’t dare,” Grandma murmurs, standing and pulling me into a tight hug. It instantly makes me feel like I can fight the entire world. Her embrace charges my battery, and I feel renewed. Determined. Ready for whatever the world throws my way.“Thanks, Granny. I love you,” I tell her. Then I pull away from her to hug m
Indebted to the Mafia King Comforting Talk
*Heidi*Despite my hopes that I would drop into a deep slumber and not wake at all during the night, my dreams were haunted by faceless men following Cal and I around town. Inevitably, one or the both of us got shot in each of my nightmares. In one of those dreams, these men get to my grandparents. That’s when I wake up sweating and unable to fall asleep again.I get up from bed and make some coffee before the sun is even up. After that, I grab my laptop and start searching for shops to buy again since my meeting with the owner of the Greenwich Village store yesterday wasn’t successful. The guy wasn’t willing to budge on lowering the price, and since I don’t even have the insurance money yet, I couldn’t commit to something I couldn’t afford.I spend the entire morning on real estate websites. However, none of them really stick out to me. I don’t particularly love anything I see, and by the time the clock strikes eleven in the morning, I’m tired of looking at the computer screen, my ey
Indebted to the Mafia King Hands Tied
*Heidi*As soon as Cal’s out the door, I’m left desolated, as if I’m drifting. My mind is numb, and I’m momentarily frozen in place, unsure of what to do. Nothing makes sense and, for a moment, I think I might be dreaming that all of this is just a weird fantasy, some sort of illusion I created in my head. How can Cal–this sweet, sexy, and kind human being–be a criminal?It’s absurd…Lifting up from the floor where I’ve been static for a couple of minutes, I walk toward the window, eager for some fresh air. I pull it open, breathing in the cold evening air. It feels like a wake up call, the wind brushing against my face, drying up the tears streaming down my cheeks.The night is so beautiful, the moon shining so bright up in the sky. It contrasts sharply with the chaos and the destruction that I feel within my heart. I’ve never felt this broken before in my life.Maybe when my parents died, yes, but I was too young to remember exactly what it felt like. But now that I’m mature enough,
