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KillianSnow fell in earnest beyond the windows, gray light spilling through the curtains. I glanced at the clock on the bedside table, taking stock of the time. It wasn’t even six yet. Sera slept snuggled in my arms, her cheek resting on my chest. I ran my knuckles down her arm over and over, lost in random, fleeting thoughts until my fingers grazed her bandage. I stilled my hand.Why was I doing this to her? Better yet, to myself? I knew it was wrong to string her along, acting like whatever we’d built between us could last and turn into something more.I’d never let the thought of getting married and starting a family cross my mind. I’d never allowed myself to fall in love. I’d never been in love against my will.But here I was.Love. Sometimes it felt worse than death, if I was being honest. The crushing anxiety that came along with it felt like a sharpened blade in my side as I tried to go along with my business on any given day. Every decision I made would affect her. Every step
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SeraHe shut the bathroom door. I heard the faint click of the lock, but the sound echoed through the room like a death knell.I slid out of bed and fumbled for my discarded robe, pulling it over my arms. Why was he like this? One moment he set me on fire, and the next, it felt like I’d been dunked in ice water, that flame abruptly staunched. The better question I should be asking was: Why was I like this? Killian had proven time and time again what I could expect from him, and I was the one who kept tricking myself into thinking things might change.I’d have to get used to it. Maybe one day there wouldn’t be this rift full of secrets between us. But what was I supposed to do in the meantime? Just allow us to be pushed farther and farther apart?I tied my robe, my fingers lingering on the silk as I looked around the quiet room. He’d left his phone out in the open, and I wondered if it had been meant to be a test. “I don’t want to look in your phone anyway,” I grumbled, stalking out of
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Killian“There’s been an accident.” Patrick’s pale face washed with frantic exasperation as he repeated the words. I sat completely and utterly still, unable to process the words a second time.The room spun and the house tilted and trembled on its axis like a spin-top toy.I snapped back to reality with a force that nearly stopped my heart. None of my other men had gone out on any missions last night. All of the soldiers and capos were either tucked up in their designated rooms in my house, my safehouses, or home with their families.All of them except Tommaso.“No,” I said, and it was all I could think to say as I pulled myself to standing.Patrick opened his mouth and shut it again, sweat prickling along his brow as he looked from me to Sera. His tongue flicked out to moisten his lips, but he didn’t speak.“No,” I repeated, clenching my fists. I felt Sera’s panic at the tone of my voice. Her chair squeaked as she stood. Our quiet, cozy morning had shattered in an instant.I wasn’t
Taken by the Mafia King A Vision in Red
SeraI should have been more shocked that Killian didn’t protest at all to my going, but I was too overcome with panic to dwell on it. Following two blacked-out SUVs to a rural, private airport just outside of town, I sat beside Killian in the front seat of one of his cars, this one a modest Rolls Royce.I could have rolled my eyes at the thought that I’d consider a Rolls Royce modest, but compared to his other flashy sports cars, this one felt like it belonged to a much older man who made his millions in finance or media.Killian put on a suit before we got into the car. His hair no longer ruffled, now swept back away from his face. Clean shaven with eyes ice-cold eyes, he was a sight to behold, that was for damn sure. And me?Olivia had quickly helped me dress in a muted red pantsuit, which still hugged my figure, and red-bottomed heels that made me nearly six inches taller than I my natural height. I looked, and felt, like the mafia wives I remembered from when I was young, drippin
Taken by the Mafia King Tommaso's Gone
Sera“Sera, it’s me,” Tommaso replied, his voice hoarse and strained. I almost sank to my knees in relief. “Where’s Killian?”“We’re at the airport, Tommaso. Where the hell are you?”“The hospital. The airport crew who reached the plane first insisted, and the ambulance showed up and I was in no shape to protest.”“Are you hurt?”“Broken nose, a concussion, nothing serious. Where is Killian?” he repeated, as if my initial response wasn’t specific enough.“He’s been trying to call you!”“My phone is still in the plane.” Frustration punctuated every word.I turned to where Killian was talking to several officers. “Killian!”He either didn’t hear me or just ignored me.“Killian!” I shouted, and he and several others turned, likely noticing me for the first time. “It’s your business associate,” I said, deciding screaming Tommaso’s name probably wasn’t the best idea. “He would like to speak to you.”Killian’s expression morphed through a series of emotions ranging from ice-cold seriousness
Taken by the Mafia King An Old Enemy
Killian“What the fuck can we do about this?” I spat, my car’s Bluetooth speaker filled with the shifting and murmuring of the two men now stuck on a call with me, and I was seething.Archie Welshman, who used to be my lawyer before he became the district judge, spoke first. His voice filled the car as I sped toward the police station. “PPD has nothing on Tommaso Conti. This arrest was wholly unjustified.”“These are your guys, Roger.” I growled Roger Edward’s name, the Chief of Police himself. “What the hell is going on?”I paid both men well to look the other way, especially Roger. I should’ve reminded him that his daughter’s tuition to Yale and the new pool house he built this summer wouldn’t have happened if not for my generous contributions to his pocketbook. I hadn’t been able to get in touch with my current lawyer yet, so these two would have to do.Roger cleared his throat, obviously on edge. “Whatever happened wasn’t run by me first, Ricci. I don’t know who ordered his releas
Taken by the Mafia King The Doting Wife, the Loving Mother
SeraKillian didn’t allow me to follow him into the holding area. He quickly walked me out to the car, which he’d parked along the curb right in front of the police station. I watched him disappear back into the station, watching through the tinted windows as cops and other people dressed in business casual clothing smoked cigarettes and huddled in small groups against the cold.As odd as it sounded, Killian getting arrested had never once crossed my mind. Having grown up in this strange world that ran parallel to the real world, I knew well that most cops were paid off to turn the other direction, especially when it came to bosses and capos. Well, some capos took a fall for a boss. My own father had turned over one of his capos to avoid jail time, and that man was still in jail, almost twenty years later.That hadn’t been the first time my family had had a brush with the law. I hadn’t thought about it in years, but the memory of my mother softly shaking me awake one night when I was
Taken by the Mafia King No Room for Distractions
KillianTommaso arrived back at my house to cheers and slaps on the back. How many times had that man eluded death recently? Too many times, in my opinion. During the drive home, I’d sent a message to all my capos, telling them to meet at my house.I’d started something big without even realizing it at the time. The day I’d flown to Jersey and gone to the auction, I thought I’d just be picking up a girl to dangle over her father’s head until he broke and was left as nothing but pieces.I had only meant to buy Delaney, nothing more.Kidnapping Seraphina Bianchi changed the trajectory of my life, and the future of my family hung in the balance now.Standing in the foyer while Tommaso was showered with attention, I turned my head, looking for Sera in the crowd. She was talking with Olivia but turned to face me with a smile on her full lips. She’d handled herself well today. She played her part, and I’d reward her for it later.“Adrian,” I said, motioning to the young man. “I need you, Pa
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