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Taken by the Mafia King Be His Queen
SeraMaking out with Killian on a private jet dressed in the most risqué piece of clothing I’d ever worn definitely made up for him skipping out on furniture shopping. The slip gave me the confidence to want to initiate where we’d left off earlier, but I was also too excited to see where he was taking me. It had to be out of state. Otherwise, we would have driven. And it had to be a restaurant. There weren’t many things that were attached to the word reservation.Killian’s hand gripped my thigh, threatening to move upward, but the plane began to descend. With a growl of frustration at the interruption, he gently pushed me to my feet. “Wear the black one.”I hummed a laugh as I returned to the bedroom to change. “So insistent.”After wriggling into the first one I’d tried on, which was my favorite, too, I touched up my hair and makeup, which were decent enough that I didn’t have to worry about needing a brush. I just hoped wherever he was taking me, people wouldn’t be judgmental of the
Taken by the Mafia King Winter Wonderland
SeraI wasn’t sure how much more excitement my body could handle. Who said money couldn’t buy happiness?Not Killian Ricci, that was for sure.I resisted the urge to squeal like the wannabe horse girl I had wanted to be when I was younger and pulled Killian toward the horse that snorted and pawed the snowy concrete.The driver looked up from his phone when we got close. He smiled and made a grand gesture to load the carriage. “Welcome, Mr. Ricci and Miss Bianchi, to Ye Olde Tour of New York City.”I stifled a laugh as Killian lent a hand to help me up the step. Ye olde? Interesting.We nestled together and the driver, Sonny, made a clicking noise. Sundrop the horse clopped up the street. The ride was a little bumpy for my full stomach, but it was magical when I was tucked close to Killian and we took in the sights of the brilliantly lit city.There were lights everywhere. Cars, streetlights, stop lights, storefronts, almost every window of almost every building—and of course, the Chri
Taken by the Mafia King I Feel Like Me
KillianWatching the pure, childlike awe radiating off Sera had been its own experience.In the taxi on the way to the airport, I pictured her. Sera’s blue eyes had been wide with wonder. Her lips were chapped and would threaten to split the skin, but her mouth had stretched in the broadest smile I had ever seen on her. The flush of pink on her nose was adorable, and I wasn’t ashamed to admit that. As she’d looked around the city, the lights shined on her snowflake-dusted hair, and the coils of air that coalesced from her breath briefly wreathed her face.Decorating the house for Christmas. That didn’t sound so bad. The last time the halls were decked out in reds and greens was so long ago, I couldn’t quite place it. My mother still had life within her at the time, still had her senses, and she and Joyce would put up decorations while the men and I munched on sugar cookies. Growing up, my father hadn’t participated in any decorating, but he always attended the Christmas feast.I pictu
Taken by the Mafia King Adding Some Joy
SeraI never thought I’d see New York City, much less its most famous landmarks, from a horse-drawn carriage with a mafia boss who got me a full pass to the mile-high club.We landed and drove home with Gavin, barely making it back to Killian’s room—or our room, I dared call it—in our stupor fueled by wine, tiredness, our injuries, and the contentedness from sex.I really wanted to shower, but we were both too exhausted to do anything but strip out of our snow-damp clothes and collapse in bed. Both of us were out in seconds.I woke up around noon, just as Killian was slipping out. His hair was damp and all the foundation had come off to reveal the ugly purple bruise on his face, but at least he looked well rested for once.“Where’re you going?” I asked, rubbing sleep from my eyes.Killian padded over and kissed my forehead. “I really need to catch up on office work, mia cara. We can have dinner with the staff, if you want to arrange that. I’m sorry we didn’t do the furniture shopping
Taken by the Mafia King Priorities
Killian“I don’t feel evil when I’m with you,” I’d told Sera in my most vulnerable moment. I felt transported back decades, back to the lost boy who never knew what love was. Back then, I’d never cared because it didn’t matter. I would never have love. There was little chance for it in the mafia life.Her ocean-blue eyes had filled with tears and she murmured, “Oh, Killian, you’re anything but evil, especially to me. Would an evil man do what you did for me today? You are good, Killian Ricci. You are good.”But I am still so undeserving, I had thought but didn’t say.When we returned home, I’d never slept so thoroughly, and when I woke, I’d never felt so energized.Now, I was in my office, which had been swiped clean by Detective Douche Briggs. Former detective, I’d heard. My office would be back in order by the end of the week, or else. Seeing the empty drawers and cabinets made my blood boil and threatened to cause me to burst into a fit of rage. This was my shit. No goddamn soul ha
Taken by the Mafia King Get The Axe
SeraWe had found Adrian surprisingly easily.“Hey, Adrian,” I’d greeted him as he almost ran into me with his nose hidden in a book.He’d looked up distractedly. Just like Killian and Tommaso, he was peppered with bruises and cuts from whatever scuffle they’d gotten into with whoever. Unlike those two, it looked like he’d gotten them tended to.“Oh, hi, Sera. Look, I’m kind of busy right now.” Adrian had sidestepped me and continued down the hall.“Penny and I really need your help,” I’d called.The tech guy had stopped in his tracks. Then he slammed his book shut and spun around on his heel. “What does she—I mean, you two—need?”I’d hidden my wide grin. So he does have a thing for her. “We’re going to the woods to find a Christmas tree. We need a big, strong guy to help us cut one down.”Adrian had rolled his left shoulder as if testing it. He’d winced.You all need to stop getting beat to shit, I’d refrained from snapping. “You’re still hurt. We can find someone else.”Penny had ro
Taken by the Mafia King A Snowball Fight with the Hand of Death
SeraPenny and I supervised as Killian, Tommaso, and Adrian dragged the tree back to the house. Despite their injuries, their strength held true, and it wasn’t long before we were ungracefully shoving it through the back door.One of the pine needles scratched Adrian across the face. He hissed in pain and staggered back. Penny gasped and rushed over, but he waved her off and assured her that he was fine. He was a big man, and he could handle it, but it was a long cut, and blood was running down his cheek.“Just rub some snow on it,” Tommaso said, only half joking.Penny shot him a look without much venom.“I’m fine, Penny,” Adrian assured her, though he looked grateful for her worry. “Once we get the tree inside…”“I’ll bandage you up,” she finished.With a little more shoving and grunting, the tree popped through the doorway. The men agreed that the tree could wait a moment while Adrian got cleaned up. Killian and Tommaso adjusted the ropes, and a sudden sense of mischievousness took
Taken by the Mafia King Masked
Killian“You two are adorable together!” Penny had exclaimed.I’d chickened out when she implied we were a couple. Killing a man with my bare hands? Manageable. Confessing feelings for a girl?You’re a goddamn yellow-bellied coward, Killian Ricci, I’d snarled at myself when I saw the unadulterated joy on Sera’s face shatter like glass. Glass that cut me as deep as regret.She’d stormed off to the attic with Penny. I had shot myself in the foot big time.Just when I had never been happier. Ever.Tommaso, Adrian, and I managed to get the tree in the foyer and worked it into the stand that hadn’t been used for years. I knew there was a tree skirt somewhere in the attic. Hopefully, Sera or Penny could find it.Adrian went on his way. Tommaso clapped a hand on my shoulder. “You fucked up, Bossman.”My face was half-numb with cold. I scrubbed at my cheeks, and my palms stung, scraped up with thin slices from the pine needles. I needed a whole month in quarantine to heal all the wounds I’d r
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Taken by the Mafia King Epilogue
PaigeI stood in the vestibule outside of the chapel, clutching my flowers, my heart hammering in my chest. Organ music belted through the doors, and I was just waiting for my cue.We all were. My two bridesmaids, in simple maroon dresses, stood ahead of me. Like she could feel my eyes, Lauren turned back and winked. I smiled. The dress looked spectacular on her, and I’d promised up and down that Tom would invite enough handsome men for her to go home with a date. This, of course, had been complicated by Tom choosing Killian and Stan as his two groomsmen. While I liked the older man, and he kept Lauren laughing, I didn’t exactly see the two of them as a couple.Mom stepped up next to me with a smile. Her mother-of-the-bride dress, a deep burgundy gown with gold accents, caught the light and sent it dancing. “Are you excited?”I inhaled sharply. “I kind of can’t stop thinking about the seating chart for the reception. Who have I become?”She laughed. “Your father.”Tears beaded in my e
Taken by the Mafia King Old Time's Sake
KillianI sat behind my desk and looked out over my men. Tommaso took his usual seat. Adrian hovered in the corner like he wasn’t quite sure what to do with himself yet, just like he had at the beginning. Patrick was still laughing about spilling his wine. Just like old times. I stood and started pouring everyone drinks.“So,” I said, “do you have an update on the warehouses, Adrian?”He started toward my desk, then paused. An odd moment passed. It wasn’t really my desk anymore. I’d left the hunk of wood behind because I had no need for it on the island, and he’d loaded it down with computers in my absence. Despite that, I’d never seen anyone sit behind it but my father besides me.I offered Adrian a drink. “Sit.”He nodded. “Didn’t want to step on your toes. The situation is pretty simple, all told, but I can tell there’s a certain amount of grace I’m supposed to be handling this foreman with, and I don’t—”Tommaso joined me at the bar to pour. “Do you remember that foreman in the so
Taken by the Mafia King Big News
PaigeI tucked my arm through Tom’s and straightened my long, floral romper. He kissed me on the cheek, then knocked on the door. Joyce swung it open.“Hello!” She welcomed us both in with hugs. “Mr. and Mrs. Ricci are in the drawing room. Please, come in.”We let ourselves be bustled through the door, the wine we’d brought carried off to the kitchen, and our coats taken to some closet somewhere in the mansion. Adrian used it as a base of operations when Killian and Sera weren’t home, so I’d been here a few times since the wedding, but I’d never felt comfortable here. Finally, we were led to the closed doors of the drawing room, and Tom opened them with a smile.Inside, we found not only “Mr. and Mrs. Ricci,” but also Olivia and Patrick, Adrian and Penny—who still wouldn’t even talk about their dance at the wedding—and Sera’s mother and brother, as well as Lauren. Sera leapt up to greet us, and Killian followed a few paces behind. I threw myself into the hug just as much as Sera did—I
Taken by the Mafia King Checking Up
SeraI folded a T-shirt and put it into Killian’s suitcase. “Are you sure we need to leave so soon?”He chuckled and took the T-shirt back out, then replaced it with a suit shirt. “Very, unfortunately. Adrian is in the middle of a difficult situation with one of the warehouses, and he needs a steady hand to guide him through.”My stomach churned at the thought of leaving the villa. We’d only been here for a couple of months, and we’d promised everyone we’d return, but dammit, I wasn’t ready yet. Lazing around the villa and having sex whenever the mood took us was way too fun to stop after only a few months.“But we’ll be back soon, right?” I asked like I didn’t already know.“Cara mia.” Killian took my hands. “What is happening in that head of yours?”I sighed. “I don’t know. The thought of leaving just make me kind of sick. We just got away from all that. I don’t want to be scared again.”He studied me for a long moment. “You do look a little pale. How sick is this making you exactly
Taken by the Mafia King Humdrum Excitement
PaigeI squeezed Tom’s hand in the car on the way to the airport.“Sad to be leaving?” he asked.I smiled. “Always. It’s so magical here.”He laughed. “Not just saying that because we’ve spent most of the vacation in bed?”I ran my free hand up his leg. “No, we have weekends for that at home.”“Fair enough.” He kissed the back of my hand. “I do like going on these little vacations, though. It’s a nice escape for a few days.”I nodded. I really was going to miss Paris, but I wouldn’t have wanted to stay much longer anyway. Lauren had been texting me updates about the shelter, especially the new one as women settled in. I kept thinking about how much I was missing, how much they needed me there. And I knew Tom was feeling the same. Apparently, Lyle had his sights set on someone new, and Tom was itching to pull the trigger. Anybody else would probably think we were freaks, desperate to leave a luxury vacation to get back to our grueling jobs. But those people didn’t realize just how much
Taken by the Mafia King Perfect Fit
TommasoWhen I told Paige I’d set everything up for another two days in Paris, she’d immediately insisted we spend a day shopping. I put up a cursory front of complaints, but in truth, I was perfectly happy following her from store to store and carrying her bags. Even better, she loved it when I made jokes about some of the worst, frilliest, most French things we came across. She laughed and joined in. For years, I’d heard men complaining about shopping with their girlfriends—fiancées—saying it was the most boring thing in the world, but even if we weren’t laughing up a storm as we paid our way through the most expensive boutiques in Paris, I still would’ve been having a ball. The sun was shining, she kept looking at the ring I’d put on her finger with a soft wonderment I’d never seen in her eyes anymore, and my face hurt from smiling. Paige and I could’ve made a hell of an afternoon out of reading the phone book.“Stop!” she said.I froze, my free hand twitching toward the gun I’d hi
Taken by the Mafia King Beginning of Forever
PaigeI didn’t know how long Tom and I lay there, listening to the fireworks and seeing the very top of their arcs through the sliver of windows accessible from the floor. I pillowed my head on his chest and enjoyed the steady beat of his heart. Engaged. The last time I was here, I’d been on the cusp of recovery, just starting to make strides toward the person I was today. Now, I wasn’t done—I didn’t know if there was a done for traumatized people or people in general—but I was so much better, stronger, happier than I had been.The last time Tom and I were in Paris, I’d thrown myself at him and chickened out. As much as I could stay at a private view of the Eiffel Tower, I wanted to show him just how much had changed. Just how much I meant the “yes” that had fallen so easily from my lips. I rolled on top of him.“What do you say we take this back to that hotel room you picked out?”Tom grinned and pulled me down for a kiss. I pressed myself against him, feeling every line of his body.
Taken by the Mafia King The Only Ones
PaigeI sat across from Tom in an empty, stunning restaurant in the middle of the Eiffel Tower with my head spinning like the three sips of wine I’d had with the appetizer were enough to make me drunk. He’d really rented out the Eiffel Tower. And not one floor, the whole thing. We’d ridden an empty elevator, the two-Michelin-star chef kept coming out to tell us why he’d selected particular dishes based on the information Tom had given him about our preferences, and I couldn’t hear anything but the soft classical music over the speakers. It felt like a dream.Tom took my hand. “So?”“So what?” I asked.“Was the surprise worth it?” He grinned.I looked over his suit, a forest green that brought out his eyes, worn without a tie. His dark curls tumbled into his face. I’d never seen him look so perfectly put together and so casual. He looked…well, he looked exactly like the man I’d fallen in love with. Nothing like the one who’d scared me so badly all those months ago in Cairo.“I get the
Taken by the Mafia King Peace Time
TommasoDespite how much I wanted Paige to keep that little black dress on, we had a few hours before the Tower officially emptied out for our use. I talked her into putting on something a little more walkable and keeping the lingerie on. As if to punish me for my restraint, she picked a pair of tiny, wide-legged shorts that showed the tops of the garters attached to her stockings every time she moved and a fitted blouse. I changed and somehow convinced myself to leave the hotel room instead of stripping everything off her and spending the hours in bed.She took my hand as we stepped into the lobby. “I should’ve known. When you plan a surprise, it’s never just one thing. Where are we off to first?”“So nosy.” I smiled.“You’re right, I’ll stop asking.” She slid the room key out of her pocket and fiddled with it for a second, then dropped it. With a small smile, she bent at the waist to pick it up, exposing those garter straps again.I grabbed her waist and hurried her the final few st
