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Tommaso“Yep, those containers go on the left, next to the army-green ones.” I pointed toward the safest section of the cargo hold where we were keeping all of the ammo and anything else that might explode. I trusted Mostafa’s information, but I didn’t want to risk a stray bullet ending the whole plan early.A few of the hundreds of men milling around slotted the last boxes of ammo into place, then moved on to the body armor we were using to insulate the ammo from the guns. Staring into the belly of the beast like this, it was hard to deny just how little of the cargo hold was taken up with the luggage of the several hundred people on board. Weapons of war crowded every other inch.Killian clapped me on the shoulder. “The ladies are here, but a couple of the mercs are getting antsy about not knowing the destination. You want me to handle it or you?”I looked at my old friend. Since we’d gotten the plan in place, he’d really started treating me like an equal. This was my show, and he k
Taken by the Mafia King Eleventh Hour
PaigeI blinked awake, and for a split second, I had no idea where I was. I noted the soft leather beneath me and that I was sitting up, hearing dozens of snores resounding off the walls—then everything snapped back into place. I was on the plane to Egypt to find out if I really could do this.And, perhaps more importantly, I had to pee.I smiled at my own silliness and climbed to my feet. Tom slumbered in the seat next to me, like nearly everyone else on the plane, though I spotted a few night owls watching movies with their headphones thankfully plugged in now. I nodded at a yawning flight attendant and let myself into the bathroom. I definitely preferred Tom’s veritable army asleep. It was almost peaceful, in a calm-before-the-storm kind of way.When I returned from the bathroom, my thoughts were already on how I was going to coax myself back to sleep. Nerves prickled over my skin. I didn’t know how many hours were left until we landed in Egypt, but I knew it wasn’t enough. I’d spe
Taken by the Mafia King Desert Air
TommasoSomeone jiggled my shoulder, and I looked up to find the flight attendant.“Sir?” she said. “You asked me to wake you ten minutes before we began our descent. The rest of the plane will be woken then.”I thanked her and disentangled myself from a sleeping Paige. Had we talked about something? I vaguely remembered her frowning. But it could’ve just been a dream, and I needed to pull myself together before we landed. Mostafa would meet us on the airstrip, and we had to move quickly in case we’d popped up on any radar. These men needed a boss.Ten minutes later, I’d splashed some water on my face, changed my rumpled shirt, and overall looked as much like someone you could rely on as a man could be expected to after a thirteen-hour flight. The men around me woke slowly, and Paige talked me through the descent like always. I had to shut my eyes. We hit a patch of turbulence on the way down, and the plane’s wheels skidded on the bumpy tarmac. But, finally, we landed, and I was first
Taken by the Mafia King Hotel Team
PaigeI jostled into the man on my left, then the one on my right, and back again. Fucking shitty SUV. Fucking desert. I could’ve lived the rest of my life without feeling the particular cold of a desert at night again.“All set back there?” Sam called from the driver’s seat.“More like game, set, match,” I grumbled as another dune sent me rattling.He chuckled. “We’re almost to the city, I swear. Tom said there’s a better vehicle there, too.”I grimaced and focused on keeping from banging my nose on the seat in front of me.The car Sam promised was indeed better than the shitty SUV in that it actually gave me a chance to look at the men I’d spent an hour driving through the desert with under some kind of light. And I got to sit in the passenger’s seat. Sam was new to me, which set me on edge, but I’d seen the other three around the house, I thought. The one named Harry had a tendency to ghost around the place not really saying anything. The second was named Rico. I only recognized hi
Taken by the Mafia King Headquarters
TommasoKillian and I hefted the last box of—fuck, I didn’t even know anymore—but we hefted it into the trunk of the last truck. I wiped freezing sweat off my forehead and looked at the sky starting to lighten. Mostafa said he thought we’d be able to strike tomorrow night, but I could’ve done with another week just to sleep through. Plane naps really didn’t do it.Without a word, Killian and I got into the car. Old habits put me in the passenger’s seat and him driving. I switched on the music, changed the station a few times, and ultimately shut it off again. The incipient sunrise tortured me. I’d told Paige I’d be there soon. We had one more trip, but I didn’t know if I’d make it back before the desert night turned to day.She seemed to be getting along with Sam okay, but I couldn’t imagine she was happy alone with so many men. Not for the first time, I considered swapping out one of her security team for Lyle. At the very least, she knew his face. But Lyle wasn’t just a tech guy, he
Taken by the Mafia King Reclamation
PaigeI stared at Tom for a moment. With the air conditioner working at full blast and the faint scent of diesel hanging in the air, my mind spun back through time, to a different hotel room on the other side of the city. I’d tried all night to run from him then, and when he finally captured me to the point I couldn’t run anymore, I sat on the bed just like this until he put me on a plane and took me home. I’d regarded him with the worst suspicion and fear.When he walked in the door now, I flung myself out of bed at him. He caught me with a small grunt. My breath raced. The diesel smell clung to his clothes, and I began pulling them off him before I could think twice.“Paige?” he said. “What are you—”“Help me,” I said.As always when I said that, Tom listened. He worked the tiny buttons on his shirt while I grappled with his belt. Clothes scattered in every direction, and soon, he was naked before me.“Do you want to go to bed now?” he asked.I considered the question as I carted my
Taken by the Mafia King Scope
TommasoI woke up earlier than I’d expected to, while the sun was still below the apex of the sky, and stared at Paige for a long moment. Her hair splayed brightly over the pillows, curling around the curve of her full cheek. She’d never told me directly about her issues with mirrors, but I’d guessed. Watching her last night had been like a miracle. But now, in the morning light, my chest squeezed. She was brave. I knew that, had seen it a million times. But I wanted her to be able to keep getting braver, not get the wind knocked out of her by some bastard who wasn’t worth the time of day. I sighed and climbed out of bed to start my day.In the common room, Harry and Eddie sat blearily on couches.“I’m ordering breakfast,” I said.That brought them around. In a few minutes, I’d placed a massive room-service order with food for all six of us. When it arrived, I woke Paige, and she stumbled out of the room a few minutes later. The guys descended on the food, then returned to their posit
Taken by the Mafia King Final Call
PaigeI slumped on the couch in the common area and picked at my nails. Tom had been gone for an hour already, but the fight wasn’t until tonight. When I’d be with him. Maybe.God, why did he have to say that? I didn’t care what Killian thought of me, and as much as I loved Sera now, I knew I would never want to be her, so her opinions of my decisions didn’t matter much to me. But Tom? Looking at me with love overflowing in his eyes and telling me he wanted me safe? It was un-fucking-fair, if I was being honest. My thumb started bleeding, and I stuck it in my mouth.Sam sat down next to me. “Amalia’s younger sister picks her nails when she gets bored.”“Neat,” I said around my bleeding thumb.He chuckled. “All right, direct questions only. Do you want to do something?”I looked around the state-of-the-art hotel room. Beautiful furniture everywhere, and absolutely nothing to do.“You’ll learn.” He reached into his pocket. “Any time you’re going somewhere upscale like this, bring your o
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