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Taken by the Mafia King Comfort and Safety
PaigeI folded my legs underneath me on Lauren’s bright blue couch and scratched Francis’s head. It felt like I hadn’t been here in a month, but I’d only missed one session.“So, London?” Lauren said.“And Paris,” I replied. “For a night.”She hummed. “How was it?”“It was—” The answer caught in my throat, too bulky to possibly escape. One word, a sentence, a whole therapy session couldn’t sum up how it had been. It had been everything and nothing at all. My whole world was different, and I didn’t know if anything had changed.“Fair enough.” She smiled. “Let’s start smaller. You saw McKenna, right?”“I did.” I sank my fingers deeper into Francis’s fur. “And she seemed good. I mean, not good. She looked like someone had run her through a woodchipper. But”—I shook my head—“she seemed good with everything?”Lauren frowned. “What does that mean?”“Like, she wouldn’t stop talking about it.” I shrugged. “And always with the same excitement she had when saying hi or talking about her family.
Taken by the Mafia King Like Normal People
Tommaso“Do we have time to grab lunch somewhere we can actually sit down?” Paige asked.I glanced at my watch. I needed to get documents in order for a shipment going out tonight. I was looking into new arms dealers to pick up Tony’s orders once we took him down, and Stan was coming over for a strategy meeting at 2:00.“Of course,” I said.She grinned. She couldn’t know just how much I had going on right now.***After a bit of discussion in the car, we ended up at a sushi place I’d always loved. The hostess offered us a corner booth, and we sat.“I’ve never actually had sushi before,” Paige admitted. “I don’t know if I’ve ever had fish that wasn’t breaded and fried.”I laughed. “Then we’ll skip the stuff that’s still alive and tries to crawl back out.”Paige’s mouth fell open. “You’re joking.”“Nope.” I turned over my menu with a smile.“We’re doing that someday.” She squared her shoulders. “I have to know.”“For now, let’s—”At a table in the middle of the room, a couple began argu
Taken by the Mafia King Lucky Paige
PaigeBeth sat in the backseat of Tom’s car, sniffling and fiddling with the receipt I’d given her with my number on it. She’d asked to be taken to her mother’s house, and the pressure in my lungs had finally released. Laying out Steve felt great, but only leaving Beth with my number hadn’t felt like nearly enough. This was much, much better.“Mom warned me, you know,” Beth said. “She said Steve was trouble, that he was the exact same kind of guy as her third husband, who ended up in prison. But I didn’t li-i-sten!” Beth dissolved into tears.I reached back and patted her knee. I’d never really known what to do with tears, but I knew the feeling that everything bad that happened to you was your fault.“You’re listening now,” I said.Beth sucked in a deep breath. “Am I? Steve’s the only guy who’s ever gonna love me. I’m damaged goods now.”“No,” I said with surprising vehemence. “Steve was a fucking liar.”Beth shook her head. “He was the only one who told me how annoying my laugh was,
Taken by the Mafia King Cat and Mouse
TommasoAfter Stan left, I opened up my document on the great search for a new arms dealer to fill Tony’s slot. Treating his removal like a foregone conclusion made waiting for whatever the hell he was going to get back to me a little easier. I still had more than enough to worry about in terms of day-to-day operations, but Tony filled my brain whenever I sat down at my desk. Tony, and that bastard Zahur.I rubbed my face and leaned back as Steve’s face floated into my mind. I could take him out while I was at it. Make sure Beth never went back to him. But if Paige hadn’t actually gotten through to her, Beth would just find another Steve.I thought she had, though. Paige had been a fucking miracle today. Beautiful and strong, even when Beth started talking about exactly how Steve had hurt her. And the way she kissed me—My phone rang, and I grabbed it. It was an unknown number. I stood and answered the call.“Tommaso?” Tony said on the other end.I grinned. “Speaking. What can I do fo
Taken by the Mafia King Ramifications
TommasoMy nerves bubbled under my skin, and I fidgeted as I waited for Tony to finish his sentence on the other end of the line. If he didn’t let me see his operation, the whole plan blew up in my face. If he did, I had to figure out how not to punch his nose back into his skull long enough to actually get the information I needed.“Since you have such a history in the business, I’m willing to try things your way,” Tony said.I hopped out of my seat and punched my fist in the air. Thank God he couldn’t see me. Paige’s laughter if she could’ve seen me echoed in my mind as I forced my face into a grim expression.“I’m glad you’re coming around,” I said as severely as I could manage. The bastard had no idea he’d just walked right into my trap. Our trap.“You got time in your busy schedule this Friday?” he asked.“I could make time for this,” I replied. “I have a standing appointment in the morning I can’t miss, though.”“Don’t worry.” Tony laughed. “I’m not much of an early riser.”I ro
Taken by the Mafia King Partners in Crime
PaigeI looked up from my computer and discovered night had somehow fallen around me. Late night, too. Nearly one, by the clock on my computer. I rubbed my eyes. Waiting for Tony to reply to the documents was torture, and Chris had dropped a new project on my desk right before the rest of the office usually signed off for the night. Tom and I didn’t have any plans, so I’d just asked Miranda to bring dinner to my room and figured I would work until I got tired enough to fall instantly asleep.Of course, that hadn’t happened yet. I didn’t know if it would. At least I could see the light on in Tom’s office and know he was burning the midnight oil with me. Not that my tech start-up graphic design was anything like what he was probably up to downstairs. No, he was probably doing something that put his or other people’s lives on the line.Could I put up with that? Decades of knowing every time he went to work, I had to worry about whether he’d survive the day? My memories of before Dad left
Taken by the Mafia King Closeness
PaigeHe inhaled sharply. “Okay. I have to go get pajamas.”I tightened my grasp on his hand. He’d been so far away for so long. I didn’t want him to leave the room, like he’d disappear in a puff of smoke if he did.“Or I could stay.” He glanced down at himself. “I have an undershirt, and I guess I can keep my pants on.”“You don’t have to.” My voice rasped out of my throat. I barely believed myself, but I knew that I wanted Tom to sleep, and I knew he wouldn’t in suit pants. He’d be the same man I’d come to know and love in boxers.“Okay.” His voice became husky. “And I’ll sleep…” He glanced at the couch.“In bed with me,” I finished.A knot of tension seemed to leave Tom. He smiled softly. “That works for me.”I nodded sharply and stood. “I’ll go change in the closet. You, out here.”He saluted. “Rodger!”I laughed as I wobbled into the closet where there were no mirrors, still feeling half like I was dreaming. When I stepped into the closet, I closed the door most of the way and le
Taken by the Mafia King Aftermath
TommasoI lay in Paige’s bed, feeling her naked body against mine and staring up at the ceiling. I’d meant what I said in England about being willing to wait forever, but my God, I’d be thinking about this night for the rest of my life if she changed her mind. She’d been so beautiful, so strong, and she fit me like we were made for each other. She had breasts I could spend the rest of my life between, and I could only imagine I’d feel the same between her legs when I finally got to taste her there. She moved like a fucking dream, like a million times better than I’d been dreaming, and I’d give anything to hear my name on her lips again.But I didn’t know if I’d get an again. I was fucking thrilled, but it seemed like she was moving really fast. Like everyone kept telling me to be patient, but Paige seemed to want to race ahead. And every time she did, she regretted it. I pressed a kiss to the top of her head and prayed she wouldn’t be furious with me in the morning. Or worse, disguste
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