ROSALINE Terenzio was outside the gym to pick me up. A part of me did not want to go, fearful of what he might have to say, but I had to give him a chance to explain himself, only for Dom’s sake. My brother would never choose a man who would think of me as any less important, even if he were the la
“How far are we?” “Five minutes,” Terenzio murmured. I twisted my head to the back to watch the car, but relief washed over me, seeing the chasers far behind. “Dom, they’ve slowed down,” I said into the phone. In seconds, it disappeared into one of the blocks. I examined the road ahead and the tur
ROSALINE Paulina held my phone, her eyes focused on the screen while I sat in one corner of her room, biting into my cubicle. It had been three days since I had received the pictures, and every time Dom’s phone had chimed, my heart raced. I could not live like this anymore—with fear snaking around
If these photographs spread, I would be the one in trouble, whereas he would be the man who, as I guessed everyone would say, had plucked one of the forbidden apples of Cosa Nostra. *** LUCIANO Everything had been falling in order. The alliance with the Callahans was to be signed in a week or two
“He said he’s already on it.” “Does he know?” “No. He didn’t ask much about what he’s blackmailing me with, which is good.” There was relief in her voice. “He understood it was something private, which was why I was being blackmailed for it. I just gave him the number.” “Good. I’ll send him a goo
LUCIANO “Did you find out who sent the money to her?” I asked Rione, and he shook his head in disappointment. “I tried, but there is no street footage of anyone entering or leaving our bar. Whoever it was came prepared. He walked in at the hour of closing and on the day Sabina was working alone.”
“You’d be surprised,” I drawled. “Letting someone know of all the things you want to do to them is not the wisest way. Rather, you should be able to let the anticipation build. You should let the person feel what they want to, let it magnify.” His smirk slowly disappeared. “Just like I did with you.
LUCIANO I looked at Pietro from my peripheral vision as he paced back and forth on one side of the room. Rione stood beside my couch, keeping a straight and strong stature, most probably to show his father his worth, but it would not be this easy for a man like Karel to let go of the supervision he