ADONIS The conversation I’d had with James flashed at the back of my mind. “James Nguyen. Born and brought up in Atlanta. Father, a gigolo. Mother, an old tramp who gave birth to you at fifty and your sister at fifty-six. A very tough age to have a pregnancy, no?” I could see the shock painted on his face and continued, “Your sister is an addict who consumes drugs like food from the money you earn or... by blowing strangers off in their fancy cars. Am I right?” “Yes, obviously my life isn’t as shiny as everyone present in this room,” James said, his throat bobbing and voice filled with envy. Envy was a weak motivator. But greed; he needed that. “Your life can be shiny as well.” I gestured for a soldier to pull him up to his feet. “You realise we’ll kill you, don’t you?” He didn’t speak and looked down at his feet. “But what if I were to offer you a way out of this mess?” His eyes quickly shot up, and he waited. “There’s a catch, of course. If you pass this mission, you’ll be one o
BELLA Adonis had texted me saying he wouldn’t be at the gym today, but he had given me a green signal: However, the gym will be at your disposal and Ros will be there. That wasn’t the green signal I had hoped for. But fuck! As sly as Ros seemed, she was probably rooting for me to not show up. That
“You’re not fighting back,” she chided. “I’m sorry. I’m not that experienced.” “Bullshit!” She looked offended. “I know you’re holding back.” I tried to lighten the mood with a disturbing snort, but it didn’t falter her. “You might get hurt if I fight back, Ros. I don’t want to hurt you... or pis
“I did not know that.” My shock was entirely genuine. “So just because you didn’t marry at their will, they named you...” “The designated slut of the Vitale Crime Family.” I was about to say 'a spinster', but this was worse. I truly felt bad for her, because I was twenty-six, two years older than
ADONISI watched Abigail, sitting under a tree with her laptop on her lap and eyes stuck to the screen. It looked like she was lost deep in whatever she was reading. That was until a guy walked over to her. A guy in a blue-green jersey and shorts who was around her age.Abigail looked up at him and
That didn’t calm the flame in me. I wanted Abigail and was pretty sure would burn anyone who touched her before me. “Wow, you’re a wicked woman.”“What? I can’t have random guys call me all the time. And just look at him.” I really didn’t want to, so I turned my head to look at her while her focus r
BELLA Thankfully, the scolding session had ended two minutes ago. I couldn’t take any more of the weird stances from the waiters and waitresses while Valery fried my brains out in Italian. Last time, she had only quieted down because Cole had been there, but with only the two of us in this fancy re
“Elias Morello was in the Mafia,” I said, more to make myself believe it. Val nodded. “Not only that, but he was in the same circle as Adonis and Domenico.” “That makes no sense. Adonis has practically been turning Elias’s life into hell. How could they be friends?” “They were friends.” Val took