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The Mafia King's Regret Chapter 0108
Layla“Mommy, I’m scared,” Eli whispered, his voice ragged in the dimness of the warehouse. My hand still wrapped around his as we crept through the shadows around the perimeter of the open room.A few hundred feet away, the door to the warehouse creaked open. I crouched lower, praying the shadows w
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AldoThe silence of my office was suffocating, broken only by the soft hum of the desk lamp and the rhythmic pacing of my polished shoes on the floor. Layla perched in the chair beside my desk, her arms wrapped around herself.Like she was holding herself together. Or perhaps shielding herself again
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“This is my home,” she spat, and suddenly she was on her feet. Looming over my desk. “My life. And you want to just rip that all away?”“It’s the safest option.” My voice sounded so cold, so emotionless and lifeless. The Don’s voice, not mine. “You have to think of what’s best for Eli—”“What’s best
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LaylaI stared at Aldo from across his desk. Anger coursed through me in a hot, heady wave, making my heart beat too fast, my hands shake with adrenaline.We both breathed too heavily.All the passion that burned me from the inside out reflected in his own sparking eyes, the tight set of his jaw, th
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My throat tightened, and I crossed the room to stand by his side. I crouched down beside him so I could meet his eyes. “No, baby. We’re not going anywhere right now?”He studied my face, and then his gaze shifted past me. To Aldo. “Promise me?”So it was my turn to face Aldo. It wasn’t me Eli was as
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Layla“Is that a threat?” I peeled the phone from my cheek to switch it to speaker. Set it atop Aldo’s desk so both he and Ethan could hear it. I knew I didn’t need to tell either one to be quiet.“Not at all,” said the speaker, and I thought I could just track the faintest traces of some kind of ac
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“Come with me,” the man said, gesturing for us to follow.Aldo tensed, his hand hovering near where I knew he hid a weapon, but I brushed my fingers along the crook of his elbow. “C’mon, Aldo.”He let his arm drop, and together, we followed the sharp-eyed man into the house.I tried not to stare. I
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LaylaThe weight of the revelation—of the truth—hung over me like a heavy blanket. I’d never questioned why I’d never met my mother’s parents, her family. She’d claimed to be estranged, and I’d been ten when she died.My father’s mother, my Nonna, had become my everything.And I’d never questioned i
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Fear.Shit.“Where is he?” I demanded.Carlo jerked his head toward a nearby room. “The doctors are with him now. It was bad, Layla. The explosion took out half the building. We were lucky to get him out alive.”I nudged past him and into the room.Aldo lay on the hospital bed, his face pale, a deep
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