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Taken by the Mafia King Remorse
PaigeI sat on Lauren’s teal couch with Francis’s head on my feet, feeling sore from the basketball game and maybe—just maybe—a little less pissy than I had been. I kind of missed the ache of over-used muscles.“So, how have the last couple of days been?” she asked. “I know we’re meeting later so you could send off your mom. How was that?”“Fine.” I shrugged. I didn’t want to talk about the hug thing. I knew, at least conceptually, about exposure therapy, and I didn’t intend to get tricked into anything like that.“Okay.” Lauren took a note. “What about everything else?”I studied her, trying to see whatever secrets she was hiding behind her mane of blonde hair. “What do you know about my history?”She shook her head. “What you’ve told me, and that you needed a trauma specialist.”I swallowed. “And if I tell you I won’t talk about something, you won’t push?” She’d basically promised as much in our first session.She put up three fingers and grinned. “Scout’s honor.”“Tom called a frie
Taken by the Mafia King Oxygen Masks
PaigeI sat in the window seat in my room after we got home from therapy and lunch, staring at the snow falling outside. Thick clusters of flakes, wet and heavy, thunked against the windowpane. I had my tablet in my lap, open to a mostly blank canvas, and the stylus in my hand. A list of long-term goals. How could I, with my graphic design degree, help other girls like me?The first few things I came up with stared back at me blankly. Help girls escape, something I had no skills for. Keep girls from being kidnapped, something I had no idea how to do when I barely remembered my own kidnapping.Dark memories reached for me. I could remember my own kidnapping if I wanted to. I could remember all sorts of things, absolutely every detail of the dozens of times I could’ve escaped and fucked it up because I was too stupid, too weak, or too slow. I could create a how-to guide for staying in the bastards’ hands, if I wanted to. Obviously, that would be helpful to no one but the bastards.I sho
Taken by the Mafia King He's Just Tony
TommasoI strode through the high, metal shelves of the warehouse that used to be the centerpiece of Niccolo’s holdings, reviewing the setup in advance of a big arms shipment coming in soon at 2:00 a.m., but my mind wandered. I kept thinking of Paige, of her clenched-jawed determination when I’d asked if Lauren really wanted her to be jumping into this whole project now.Two guys walked in front of me, carrying a long box, and I dodged out of their way with a nod. Both of them nodded back. I’d help Paige however I could, of course, but she could barely tolerate it when Patrick came into the house to move a few packages. If she had to see these other women, where they were and who they were with, I doubted she’d be able to stay on her feet. I didn’t want her reverting to the fragile woman I’d met in Cairo when she’d made such progress already.A beefy guy in a forklift backed down one of the massive rows with a pile of crates on the machine, the max amount teetering on it that I recen
Taken by the Mafia King Where Only the Moon Can See
PaigeI pulled on my sweatshirt for bed with a small smile on my face. Tom disappeared out the door after dinner, muttering something about a warehouse, but I wasn’t that worried about him. He might be a mobster who worried too much, but he proved he knew his shit when we were talking through my plan. He’d actually been doing it, even before he found me. He had men in place, contacts, everything I needed to actually make a difference. The thought warmed something in my chest as I tucked under the covers, and for the first time in a long time, sleep took me without much of a fight.The dream started off like it always did. Me, chained to a bed, fighting not to cry as a faceless bastard tortured me. My tears burned like fire. Bright moonlight streamed in through the window like a searchlight, but it never touched my skin, keeping me in the shadows where the assholes wanted me.Then, in my dream, the door exploded inward. Tom stepped into a shaft of moonlight, and his eyes flashed like e
Taken by the Mafia King A Welcome Surprise
TommasoIn my closet, I pulled off my jacket with a grin. When I came home, buzzing from another successful shipment and trying to figure out if Tony was an asshole or a problem, I really had thought Paige was having a nightmare. Over the past week, I’d grown used to listening for those abortive whimpers that meant her sleep had turned on her. But tonight, when I walked up to her door, everything had changed.“Oh, God, Tom,” she moaned in my memory. “Fuck, do that again.”I finished unbuttoning my shirt and tossed it in the dry-clean hamper. Maybe I should’ve left as soon as I heard that, but she moved under the covers, and I hadn’t been able to. I eased my pants down over my hard-on and grabbed my pajamas before padding back into my bedroom. My massive four-poster with its heavy red drapes welcomed me, but I glanced at my bathroom briefly. Should I shower first, try to get this out of my system. I couldn’t let one dream confuse me. Paige might be starting to soften toward me, but we
Taken by the Mafia King A Winter Wonderland
PaigeDressed in a garishly pink snowsuit that seemed to appear out of nowhere in my closet, I followed Tom through the foyer back toward the door that led to the garage. If he expected me to play basketball in this, I was going to kick his ass. He opened the door and led me along the line of cars, instead of directly to the second door that led to the court. I should’ve known. Though his was a bit sleeker and black, Tom wore an equally full-coverage snowsuit. I couldn’t imagine what the hell he had in mind.Finally, he stopped in front of a trio of…well, I didn’t know. They looked kind of like jet skis, but they had actual ski-feet at the bottom. I stared at him blankly, already starting to overheat.“They’re snowmobiles!” He grinned, the piece of spinach from breakfast gone.I frowned at the machines. I never should’ve agreed to this. After last night, I should’ve stayed as far from Tom as possible to keep my stupid subconscious from ever doing something like that again. But my mout
Taken by the Mafia King Status Report
TommasoI sat back in my desk chair and looked out at the snow through my window. I could just barely make out the tracks Paige and I had left. We’d had such a great time before she ran away. I hadn’t seen her since then. I’d cut it way closer on my meeting than I intended to. She had a way of distracting me.“…all to say, my place is looking pretty fucking good,” Carp said.I glanced at the enforcer. He seemed confident, but not so much it worried me. He had a good head on his shoulders.“Fucking A,” I said. “If you’re doing well, I think it’s time to let Lyle into your systems.” I nodded at the reedy IT guy who I hadn’t been able to get through a meeting without yet. Some of the territory I’d taken had no virtual protections, and some of them had so much only Lyle could get into their systems.Lyle typed a few things into the laptop I almost never saw him without. “De Luca’s stuff has been midrange so far. Not too sloppy, not too tough to get into. Mostly gonna be resetting all the
Taken by the Mafia King Everything Is Fine
PaigeI stroked the top of Francis’s head in Lauren’s office. For the first time, noonday sun poured in her big windows. Tom rearranged my appointments permanently to line up with when most people at Henley and Stephenson would be taking their lunch so I missed as little as possible. Part of me thought that was sweet. The rest of me had no idea what to think about Tommaso anymore.“So, our longest break yet.” Lauren smiled. “How was your weekend?”In my mind’s eye, Tom cupped my face gently, somehow both in my dream-bedroom and on the back of the snowmobile. I’d been avoiding him since then.“I did the homework we talked about,” I blurted.“Great!” Lauren scribbled a couple notes in a new color of pen. “Tell me a little about it?”I ran her through the steps, through our loose plans for achieving them. Every time she looked like she was about to ask another question, I invented another detail to tell her to avoid it until I finally ran out.“Wow,” she said. “It’s awesome that you were
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