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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
Taken by the Mafia King Christmas
SeraI remembered to look at the clock before collapsing into bed. When I jolted awake to a stream of shouting, only two hours had passed. I started to lurch out of bed, fearing another raid, but was held back by the cage of Killian’s arms around my torso. He wasn’t panicked.Then I remembered that it was Christmas morning and the shouting was Dustin, not caring that everyone had been up late mobstering when he was about to have his first Christmas with more than just a slightly expensive dinner.I collapsed back into Killian’s bare-chested embrace, nestling my face in the crook of his elbow. He smelled like lavender oil. “What a wakeup call,” I grumbled.Killian stirred, and I felt terrible that he had been woken up. Everyone deserved the next whole day to rest and recover. “Sleep is overrated,” he mumbled into my hair, his breath sending a shiver down my spine. I curled my toes and blushed into my pillow when his hand splayed across my bare stomach and skated upward to palm my breas
Taken by the Mafia King Make a Grown Man Cry
KillianI knew Caterina would gift Sera the wedding rings, but seeing them in the hands of the woman I loved still rocked me.She looked adorable in a thick red sweater she’d just opened, slipped over her robe. I wanted to carry her back to bed and keep her to myself.I leaned down to kiss the top of her head. “Boun Natale, mia amore. Those are beautiful.” I nodded at the rings in her hand.“Boun Natale, mio amore,” Sera whispered back. “Yes, they are.”“It’s perfect timing,” Caterina said, looking proud and wry at the significance of her gift, “that you’re here, Killian, because you and Sera are the last ones on Santa’s list.”“Ho ho ho,” Tommaso said from where he sat by the tree.I barked a laugh and sat on the floor against the couch between Sera’s legs. She rested her hand on my shoulder. “That’s a new sight.”Tommaso handed a box to Dustin, who gave it to Sera. “Merry Christmas, sis.”“Thanks, bro.” Sera ripped off the paper and pulled out a Barbie that was undoubtedly from the
Taken by the Mafia King Let's Throw a Party
SeraI only managed one or two words per thrust.“It was—nice—of you—to invite—your mom,” I panted as I lay under Killian a few days after Christmas. We were mildly hungover from the rum eggnog the adults shared after the kids went to bed.His words were growled through gritted teeth. “Wrong—not to.”“Was this—a great—Christmas?”“Best one—in a long—time.”I opened my mouth, but he silenced me with a deep kiss, and I quickly forgot whatever I was about to say. I lost myself to pleasure once again, a sudden gratitude pulsing inside of me. I was lucky. After being plagued by so much misfortune, I realized that things were finally leveling out. The shadow of my father dissipated. I had my true family returned to me, and Killian took care of them like they were his own family. I had a man who loved me and literally killed men to prove it.There was still uncertainty, yes, but we were equipped to handle anything.I was determined to continue taking control of my own future. That being sai
Taken by the Mafia King Daydreaming
KillianSera was right. Our relationship had to be more than sex. It needed to be about love, not lust.Retirement, Caterina had suggested coldly.These past few days… It was becoming more appealing by the hour.Waking up in a beachside house in the Caribbean, Sera naked beside me, nothing on our schedule but to enjoy the salty air.“Boss. Hey, boss, what’re you daydreaming about? I have a few quips at the ready.”I blinked the fantasy away to see Tommaso standing in front of my desk. When the fuck did I start daydreaming?Ignoring his question, I asked gruffly, “What do you have?”“Tylenol, if you need it.” He set a small stack of papers on the desk. “Or a stiff drink. Makeup, maybe, to cover up the bags under your eyes. You look like you got socked last night.”“Enough,” I growled despite being thankful for my friend’s attempt to cheer me up. Taking the paper, I added, “One drink wouldn’t hurt.”Tommaso nodded. “Coming right up. That’s a more organized list of Andre’s shit.”The num
Taken by the Mafia King A Whistle
Sera“My opinion,” Olivia said with joking loftiness, “is that we spend more of Mr. Ricci’s money.Joyce smacked her arm. “You’ve got quite a tongue lately, girl. The staff doesn’t get to decide what alcohol to purchase unless explicitly told to. It’s always been the family that chooses.”“They always buy from auctions,” Olivia protested, “and there are none coming up, as far as I’m aware—which is odd for the holidays—and Killian hasn’t bought anything in a while.”Joyce shook her head like a disappointed mother as she stuffed the last Christmas wreath in its box. “Then you go waggle that tongue in front of him.”Olivia’s smile put the devil’s to shame when she turned to me. “Why me when Sera can make a convincing argument? She can talk him into cutting off his own finger.”I glared at her from where I crouched in front of the box I was filling with fluffy fake snow. “That’s awfully crude, Olivia.”She raised her hands in innocence. “Sorry. It just slipped out.” She sighed and knelt t
Taken by the Mafia King Are You Sure?
KillianBy December 30, Sera and her cohorts had decked the mansion out in gold, black, and silver, much to my mother’s horror when she drifted down from her floor. Dina and I had to drag her back upstairs before she tried to burn the place down for making it look “goddamn tacky as all hell.”Adrian was still trying to follow leads on Mattia. Tommaso, Alonzo, Reggie, and Patrick were still sorting through Andre’s shit.Caterina was playing therapist to Roxy, who Sera still didn’t know existed.And, apparently, my family home was sprouting relationships like weeds.I tucked Sera against me in our bed, our bodies still damp from our late-night shower, and snorted near her ear. “Sprouting?” I repeated.“Yes! Adrian and Penny are going to be a thing eventually, once Penny’s mourning is over. Patrick is head-over-heels for Olivia, and you can’t tell them that I told you, but they’re going to have their first kiss on New Year’s! And no doubt Dustin is going to ask Callie out sooner or later
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