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Killian“I trust you, Killian Ricci, with my life.”Sera’s words lingered in my mind like syrup, sticky and sweet. Trust was a huge factor amongst the syndicate, but when it came to people outside of my own family, well, trust had no place in the mafia.Which was why a mother and daughter were plotting to kill the man who betrayed them.At least some Bianchis were redeemable.But could I trust Sera? Was I capable of trusting someone in any capacity?I entrusted a lot of things to Tommaso; I trusted him to have my back and carry out my word. I trusted him through thick and thin.Sera? I trusted her to a fault.Maybe it was time I admitted it.I ran my fingers through her hair, feeling the warmth of her skin, the warmth of her breath as it filled the empty, dark space of my soul. I lost myself in the blue depths of her eyes, forgot my name at the sight of her slightly parted lips, drowned in her lavender scent.“I trust you, Serafina Bianchi,” I murmured like a promise. Tears sprang to
Taken by the Mafia King Best Christmas Eve Ever
SeraI watched the SUVs leave into the snowy landscape. Big, fat flakes drifted by, and with all the Christmas lights on, the night still felt calm and magical. I was determined to keep it that way, if not for my sake, then the rest of the household’s.It was planned a few days ago that Olivia, Penny, Joyce, Callie, Pepper, and Rosemary would help me make this the Christmas to remember for Dustin. We’d make it special for Michael, too, though he wouldn’t remember a moment. His mom would take plenty of pictures, though. We planned to make more cookies, drink hot chocolate, watch Christmas movies, and do whatever Dustin wanted to do since it was his first real Christmas Eve.“Every year, Mom just spends a little more on dinner than usual and gets me a gift that’s less of a want and more of a need,” Dustin had told me in the kitchen earlier that day while we ate lunch. He shrugged when the staff and I reacted with shock and sympathy. “It’s all I really had, but I enjoyed it. She still ma
Taken by the Mafia King Guns Blazing
KillianLights, music, and rowdy voices from Andre’s cabin echoed through the dark forest all the way to where we were parked half a mile down the road. “The paranoid bastard probably has guards everywhere,” Caterina said from the passenger seat. “We’ll need to sneak in there on foot. To reiterate, you all want to bust through the door, bullets flying?”All five of the men in our vehicle concurred, “Yes.”Caterina shook her head slowly, then continued, “Fine. We’ll go through the front door. Generally, there are at least ten of his biggest, most bloodthirsty guys on the perimeter as guards. Surrounding him personally are only five; they’re more brains than brawn but no less dirty. Everyone else is partygoers. Wives and sidepieces aren’t allowed, but they might have other paid girls.” “Don’t touch any of them. If they need saving, we save them. Is that understood?” I asked my men.Everyone nodded, and I knew I could trust them.“Good.” Caterina’s eyes, like the dark blue depths of th
Taken by the Mafia King Home For Christmas
SeraBy nine, the staff had been relieved of their duties and gone off to bed.Dustin scrubbed at his eyes, trying to stay awake, but I steered him toward his room. “Go to bed, dude. The sooner you fall asleep, the sooner it’ll be Christmas.”“But Christmas is in three hours—”“Nope. It’s not Christmas until you’re opening presents.”“Well, when is that?”“We’ll just have to find out. Stop stalling, you goof.”“Okay, okay, I’m going! Are you going to make sure I brush my teeth?!”“What are you, eight? No!”“Good, because I’m out of toothpaste.”“How the hell… Never mind. You can come use mine.”Laughing about our banter, we brushed our teeth in Killian’s bathroom and then went to Dustin’s room to sit on his bed and gossip like siblings.I missed it. I didn’t realize it, but I missed having a family—a real family. Dad stopped being my dad when I stepped away from the syndicate to go to college. And Leo… We hadn’t had a close bond in the few years before he died. Somehow, this feeling o
Taken by the Mafia King Hell Hath No Fury
Killian“The north wall,” Caterina ordered, pointing to the stretch of wall decorated with five six-foot tall paintings. “The middle one is a trap door.”With Tommaso guarding Caterina’s back, we forged a path through the quickly thinning crowd across the room. The plank floor was more of a carpet of bodies. The club lights had turned off, leaving only dim ceiling lighting. The chaos simmered down to a dark anticipation. Who would crawl free of the bodies?“No survivors except the women,” I reminded the guys. I looked around to see if I recognized Roxy among the women, but I wasn’t exactly sure what she looked like. Was she even here? The men fell in step to guard the trap door that Caterina swung open to reveal a metal door with a keypad. “Shit. Do you think he changed it since you were last here?”Caterina snorted and started tapping a comically long code. “He’s so prideful that he won’t. I’m the only other one who knows it, unless something changed in the time I’ve been gone, and
Taken by the Mafia King Pretty Drunks
Sera“And so,” I giggled, “I called him mio re.”Olivia and Penny, just as giddily drunk as I was, gasped, “No way!”“Way!” I wriggled from between them on the parlor couch to reach for the wine bottle on the coffee table. We’d run out of eggnog and rum a while ago. “He’s just so sexy.”“You want to climb him like a koala climbs bamboo,” Olivia asked dreamily.Penny hiccupped and swatted at her, hitting me in the process. “Koalas don’t climb bamboo, they eat euca—ecu—Sera. Sera, honey, what’s that word? The leaf word—it’s a leaf, right?”My brain gears churned extra hard through the alcohol-induced fog to conjure what they were talking about. “Eucalypt!”Penny sucked in a breath, eyes wide. “Yes, that’s it!” Then she closed her eyes and rested her head on my shoulder. Even though I was drunk as all hell, I managed to catch her mug before it spilled all over me. “So tired…”“Poor mama can’t hold her alcohol anymore,” Olivia purred. I’d discovered that she was a sarcastic drunk.“No,” m
Taken by the Mafia King Burn It Down
KillianAfter firing the bullet, Caterina had stood there for a moment, staring at her husband’s dead body, then dropped the gun with a metallic clatter. She’d clapped her hand over her mouth to stifle the sob. For a chilling moment, I’d remembered her and Patrick’s exchange in the armory.“What if you regret it?”“I doubt it. If I do, I’ll know it is for a good cause.”I’d motioned for the guys to give us a moment. They nodded and slipped out.Alone, I’d began, “Ms. Morelli—”“I don’t regret it,” Caterina had blurted, whipping her head around to glare at me with eyes shining with tears. Then she’d turned away, hastily wiping blood and tears from her face. “I…I’m happy.”She’d laughed once derisively. “Need I remind you we’re living in the same world? I’m born and bred mafia, just like you, Killian. This bloody shit… It’s normalized. It’s normal. And we’re all better off without that monster.”Now, after our phone call to Sera, we were back at it, dealing with the aftermath. Caterina
Taken by the Mafia King A Bathtub Built for Two
SeraI managed to get Olivia and Penny awake enough to take them to the closest spare room. Still fully dressed, they were out like lights the moment I laid the thick quilt over them. I just hoped Michael slept through the rest of the night. The baby monitor crackled from the nightstand next to Penny’s head.Feeling like a ghost, I drifted down the halls lit with Christmas lights to our bathroom, where we stored plenty of medical supplies. I gathered an armful of everything I would need to patch up wounds and carried it to the kitchen. Then I padded to the foyer and sat in front of the tree where I would hear the garage door opening, humming Christmas tunes to keep me calm but awake.It didn’t work very well.The next thing I knew, I was jolted awake by the sound of a car door slamming shut. I blinked at the light streaming in from the overhead window—dawn.“Shit!”I scrambled, hungover as hell, to reach the door to the garage just as it opened—and Killian stood on the threshold.My
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