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In a heartbeat, he dove in, launching an attack, kissing me harder and rougher than before. I released multiple groans into his mouth, working his buttons faster, my head swaying from the impact. He put one arm around my back to steady me and skillfully unhooked my bra with the other. Aggressively, I peeled off his shirt, and at the same time, he tugged my bra off. My breasts bounced in freedom, and he took a nipple in his hot mouth. “Yes.”I sighed, throwing my head back. My fingers found purchase in his hair, and I ran my hand down the length of his back, feeling a subtle ache grow in my chest. I knew I would rarely ever get such opportunities to feel him. Stars blinded my vision when he sucked hard, kneading the soft mound in one hand and flicking his wet tongue over the pebbled peak in his mouth. This insane rush of pleasure should have felt wrong, but it was quite the opposite. When he raised his head, he lay me back on the bed and parted my knees with one strong move of his
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Nikolai Five Days Later Ronan didn’t care much for his sister; that was understood. But he’d been publicly humiliated in his own territory. Knowing him as well as I did, that should have been enough to spark an irritation that would propel him to come after me. He never really allowed sleeping dogs to lie, so it was surprising that the past weeks had been met with nothing more than cold silence from his end. Aiden said he’d refused to discuss the incident at the church and kept mute since. But I knew the Irish mutt probably better than anyone did. Years ago, I’d spent months studying the asshole. He was not going to let it go. And if Aiden was unaware of his plans, it meant he secretly plotted to take me out. I tapped my steering wheel and adjusted the rearview mirror. The flash of a Mercedes bumper reflected through the mirror, and a smile tugged at the corner of my lips.Surprise, surprise.It was almost as if I had manifested the situation and was now living it. I’d been drivi
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RosalynTwo Days LaterWe chose this place for one reason: It was the last place anyone would look for us.The air was thick with the scent of mildew and decay and the distant sound of raised voices and blaring music from the neighboring apartments. This was the kind of place people kept their heads down, where no one asked questions—old apartments in dilapidating suburban areas.I moved over to the grimy window, pushing aside the tattered curtain to gaze out at the bleak landscape. It was nothing like the view back at Father’s house or Nikolai’s, but it would have to do. The streets were lined with crumbling buildings, and the sidewalks were cracked and uneven. It was a place where hope came to die.Hannah joined me at the window, her shoulder brushing against mine. I didn’t think I’d taken the time to thank her for being here. Almost everywhere I was, if I was being honest.I sighed, my voice barely above a whisper when I asked. “This is it, huh? Our new home.”She nodded, pulling o
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NikolaiTwo Months LaterAnatoly dragged the unconscious man on the floor, leaving a thick red trail across the room to a chair placed by the wall. He dropped the hefty man on the seat like a sack of weighty potatoes and crouched to his knees to tie him up. The man’s bloodied head lolled forward. Anatoly shoved it back with a grunt, impatiently working the knot on the twine.Leaning back in my desk chair, my eyes caught and narrowed on the fancy desk calendar. One of Timur’s weird gifts before his quick trip back to Mexico. The date, in small black serif fonts, glared at me.Two months.She’d been gone for two months, and there was no word. Nothing but silence. I secretly commended her for being able to maintain a low profile for that long. Honestly, I didn’t think she had that stealth ability in her. Even some of the men had grown weary of keeping an eye out for her. The routes had been closely monitored since her escape, but there were no traces that she had made any attempt to leav
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Silence.Then, more heavy breathing on the speaker and quick-paced movement of shoes. He was moving with an urgency that could only mean one thing.“Ronan knows.Everyoneknows. One of the men walked in this morning with the verification of the news that his sister had escaped from your custody two months ago and hadn’t been found till date. I’m not fucking sure how he even got the verification in the first place, but Ronan is mad as hell and has set his men loose like dogs on a search.”Fuck.With a sudden burst of energy, I stood, sending my chair scraping backward, and grabbed my phone. Anatoly was right behind, snagging the car keys before we both headed out the door. Aiden was still speaking, trying to provide coordinates of her last sightings, most visited locations while she lived with Ronan, and possible places where she could be. Then, he paused.“Are you going to do something about finding her, or should I?”We approached the Tesla, but my feet stopped moving. Aiden remained o
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Casting another tired glance at the half-empty cabinet, a sad smile touched my lips. We had a lot to restock and a very limited budget. Restarting our lives in a new city would cost more than just dreams and hopes. Our savings were drastically running low. Although we planned to get a job, I knew it was more likely for Hannah to land a better opportunity faster than I would. I had no work experience,andI carried a child.Lifting the bowl, I took the spoon to my mouth, munching on the crunchy cereal as I moved back to the tiny space we’d make-shifted to a living room if I could even call it that. The power was out—one of the bills Hannah had to settle today—so I reached for the fan on the table, and a knock came on the door.I dropped the fan, looking toward it.Deep down, I wanted to believe that it was Hannah, but an eerie silence followed. For our safety, we’d come up with a security phrase that we both used for identification when either of us were on the other side of the door.He
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“Nothing I don’t already know.” He sucked on his teeth and looked around. “It’s funny that you think you’re in any position to demand anything. I mean, considering the dunghill you’re currently living in, it’s sad to see how far you’ve fallen from the top to the bottom, sister.” I scoffed. I shouldn’t have been surprised to know he deluded himself. My teeth jammed so hard that my head throbbed. “That’s where you get it wrong,brother. Living with you was the bottom. Thisdunghill,as you call it, is the top.” I didn’t see it coming. In a lightning-fast move, his long legs eliminated the distance. His hand closed around my hair like a noose, fingers twisting into a merciless grip. He yanked me down with savage force, slamming me onto my knees. My scalp screamed in protest as he ripped out strands of hair, the pain searing like a branding iron. My vision blurred as my face smashed into the cold floor, the impact shuddering through every bone. I caught the daze of horror on Aiden’s
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NikolaiI stared out the passenger window, the lights reflecting from the tall city buildings blurring together and creating flashing white rotating circles through the windshield as Anatoly navigated the streets. My mind raced with every possible scenario, but my eyes kept drifting back to Aiden’s message on my phone.“Ronan took Rosalyn to Nova Clinic, 5th and Main. That’s all he says.” I re-read the text for the tenth time, searching for hidden meaning.Why Nova Clinic? What would he take there? Even if there was the slightest possibility that she’d been sick and needed medical attention, I could bet two of my properties that Ronan would have left her to die. He’d just find another way to extort funding from Tristan—or better yet, some other asshole to extort from. Ronan always made sure he never fully ran out of options.“How much longer?”My patience wore thinner than a used-up thread. I didn’t understand it—the overwhelming feeling to get to her as soon as possible. Like an itch
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Married Off To The Merciless Mafia King Book 4: chapter 45
As I stared at the man I thought I knew all my life, that gloating dissipated to nothingness.“—you used me. I can’t believe this. You consented to this asshole punching me in the face becausehe couldn’t afford to blow his cover.What—what the actual hell, Papa? You took advantage of my ignorance and used me as a pawn inyourgame. And for that, I’m greatly disappointed.”Papa frowned at me, and, for the first time ever, I saw the man people feared—the real Enzo Colombo, without a sliver of emotion or concern.“Don’t you dare go soft on me, Leo. Get rid of those fucking emotions and focus. This tactic was necessary. Now we have the Russians in our palms and can infiltrate with ease.Principessa, I’m doing this for us. My legacy can and will not end. By the Rossis’ side, you both will lead our people, Colombo and Rossi united.Uno Italia.”“No! Did you say you did this for us?” I jumped to my feet like there were hot coals everywhere. I was suffocating. And those walls? They were caving in
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Leonora“Hi, again.”Like a tree rooted in the soil, I stayed put. I was too stunned to speak, too angry to move. Papa was just seated there. With more gray hair scattered on his head and littered among the scruff on his jaw, he appeared frailer than he was at the last minute. His body slouched on the wheelchair, and the glow in his eyes was dull and tired. But he was smiling. Smiling because of whatever he’d discussed with this so-called visitor in the room.“You.” I finally found my voice, but it lacked the strength I needed to confront him. “What are you doing here? Papa, why is he here?”“Sit down,principessa.”“But Papa—”“Fucking sit down, Leonora. Goddamn it.” Papa dragged his hand down his eyes, and I obeyed, but only because he started coughing again.I looked between Luca and Papa. This was a dream. This wasn’t happening. And if Papa thought I was just going to sit down without saying a word in the same room with the man who had the nerve to punch me in the face, he had anot
Married Off To The Merciless Mafia King Book 4: chapter 43
RafayelThe first thing I did when I shut the door was toss my jacket and tie and march up to my study to fish out a bottle of theShipwreck Heidsieck. Then, I put it back and went for the vodka. I lined up two glasses, cursed under my breath, and returned one.I kicked my head back to chug down the full glass. It burned down my throat in a good way, but it wasn’t the best distraction. She wasn’t even present, but her absence screwed with my senses all the same. The lack of concentration became worse. My thoughts were frequently drifting to Leonora. And today, when I accidentally remembered the bruises on her face from last night, I suppressed the pressure to hunt down Rossi myself.I swallowed another glassful. And when it didn’t burn hot enough, I chucked the glass at the door, and it shattered on impact. Taking the bottle to my mouth, tiny shards of glass crunched under my shoes as I stomped off to the bedroom.“Varya, I need you to clean up the mess in the study!” I shouted over my
Married Off To The Merciless Mafia King Book 4: chapter 42
I glared because the rest of my words dried on my tongue. He was right, and I remembered why I was here in his house, lying on his bed in the first place.When I looked again, it felt like years since the last time I saw him, although he looked the same. Maybe even more handsome than before. Now, in the light, I saw him more clearly. Tonight, he wore a simple pale grey shirt that clung to the ridges of his torso and black slacks that I considered sexy. His hair wasn’t gelled back like I expected it to be. It was more tousled, like he’d forked his fingers through it multiple times. Like he was stressed.There were worry lines between his brows, small eye bags underneath those beautiful dark irises of his, and a constant frown on his lips. Somehow, this familiar image of him calmed my racing heart...and kickstarted the waterworks all over again.He’d gotten a doctor to take care of me, had one of his maids prepare dinner for me, and ordered one of his men to wash my car because I’d driv
Married Off To The Merciless Mafia King Book 4: chapter 41
LeonoraRapid and urgent knocking on the glass startled the shit out of me, and when I raised my head, I didn’t expect to see Rafayel and Tikhon, and a bunch of other men, breathing heated fogs down my window.Rafayel pulled back, only to say something to Tikhon that I couldn’t catch on to, before leaning back in and motioning that I wind the glass down. I unclamped my palms and touched my head, chest, and shoulders before rolling the glass down.The look in his eyes was unbelievable. “Were you...were youpraying?”“No. It was the Shadow Clone Jutsu.”He couldn’t be more baffled. “What?”I shook my head. “Never mind.” I was going to pretend that my heart wasn’t racing a thousand miles per hour at the sight of him, with his head lowered through my window. “The question should be, what areyoudoing here?”“Saving you, that’s what. And you’re welcome.”Once in a while, there were times I had visions, more like flashbacks, of a woman talking to me, smiling down on me, and putting my palms t
Married Off To The Merciless Mafia King Book 4: chapter 40
At the same time, Maxim tossed his gun to one of the new recruits outside the ring, and Vasili seized the chance to deliver a clean right hook to his jaw, which sent him sprawling. The walls echoed with the sound of knuckles connecting with flesh, and a splash of red flowed from Maxim’s nose and mouth.“That was fucking dirty,” Tikhon commented beside me and blew out smoky clouds from his mouth. I agreed. But Vasili preferred playing dirty. It’d always been his style.“She’s a fucking slut like the rest of them, bastard,” Vasili barked, dealing another blow to Maxim’s right rib without giving him a chance to recover. Then, he dealt another and another, smashing the same side until we thought Maxim’s rib cage was going to cave in.With a frown, I faced Tikhon. “This shit is about a woman?”He didn’t look at me, but his lips curved with the smallest smile. “This shit is about Vasili fucking Maxim’s sister.”“Shit.”We both laughed. If that was the case, Maxim wouldn’t stay down for very
Married Off To The Merciless Mafia King Book 4: chapter 39
RafayelBetween dealing with the mess some idiot called Rocky caused with cops at the casino and trying to track down some amateur gang that tampered with one of our safe houses, my afternoon had been shit.Now, there was some other disaster to take care of. Apparently, a sparring session gone wrong between two grown-ass men. The ring was chaos, and while the rest of the men stood by the sidelines observing the chaos as though it was just another sport, Maxim waved his gun in the air and gave a clear aim at Vasili’s head.Beads of sweat ran rivulets down his back, from his bare torso to his shorts, and he looked mad, with a crazed look in his eyes. This wasn’t the first time I’d witnessed Maxim’s fuse blown to shards, and that was why most of the men preferred keeping their distance.Today, however, the ring was a battleground between two of my best field soldiers, and the others were enthused spectators.“I swear, I’m going to fucking blow your head off,”Maxim roared loudly in Russia
Married Off To The Merciless Mafia King Book 4: chapter 38
Moving the car out of the parking space, I wiped my eyes and tried to fish out any light at the end of any helpful tunnel. There was none. The only option available was to keep my secret for as long as possible until I could flee the country.Maybe under the guise of visiting Matteo in Europe.Matteo wouldn’t spill a secret unless Papa threatened him himself.I gripped the wheel until my knuckles turned white. My thoughts were a swirling mess, and a strange sense of foreboding worsened the anxiety that I wouldn’t make it to Europe before Papa found out.I barely noticed the familiar streets blurring past me as I drove home.Then, out of nowhere, a convoy of cars sped past me, cutting me off. Tires screeched, and my car came to an abrupt halt as they boxed me in. My heart dropped into my stomach, and sudden anger at everything quickened my pulse.The last time an ambush like this happened, it was a frigging Yezhov who planned it. Ivan, to be precise.As I kicked my legs out of the car,
Married Off To The Merciless Mafia King Book 4: chapter 37
When I came here complaining of weird symptoms, including frequent nausea and fatigue, Josè encouraged me to get some tests done. Not bothering to ask him which tests, I followed his instructions and allowed the nurses to do their job.And now, the results sat in my hand, as heavy as a ton of bricks.Maybe it was because, even before unfolding the paper, I knew what it was. The only reason I drove to this clinic in the first place was to have someone falsify my fears.I opened the paper and scanned the page, the words blurring together before snapping into sharp focus. And the information printed in black ink only confirmed my worst nightmare.Pregnancy confirmed.The room seemed to fade away. Doctor Josè was saying something, but it sounded like a muffled noise in the background. I couldn’t quite hear it over the thunder of my own heartbeat.“Leonora, are you alright?”I was hyperventilating because I was, in fact,notalright. My fingernails were digging so hard into the armchair that
