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CHAPTER SIXTY – SIX ROSE AMARA POVI needed to keep track of their conversation. Pharaoah is clearly planning something. First, he got his octopus hands on Laye, and now he's going after Pakstan—whom I at least thought couldn't be swayed.My phone vibrates, and I swiftly pull away to check the text.Hades: Uncle River wants you in his office.With a groan, I go back upstairs. Pharaoah and Pakstan will leave after they are called by Uncle River. I need to figure out what they're plotting, or at least Pakstan's fixation. If I can get him away from Pharaoah, I can convince him to switch to my side.I knock on Uncle River’s door before stepping inside. Hades and Igor are sitting with him in the lounge area. I nod at my supposed father-in-law, and he nods back before focusing on the paperwork splayed in front of him.Hades doesn't spare me a glance. His jaw is tight, and his beard appears thicker today, casting an ominous shadow on his face. He's been in a foul mood since I released Ethan
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CHAPTER SIXTY - SEVENROSE AMARA POVI curse inwardly, but I pause when Abe laughs, wrinkles forming around his eyes, then speaks in a subtle Japanese accent. “Always a black sheep, Pakstan.”"I will drink to that." He swallows another gulp of his vodka, then wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. "Now, spare us the suspense, and let us know why we're here."“Patience, young man.” Abe sits beside Pakstan, and the asshole doesn’t even attempt to give him room.Kai smiles at me in greeting before he kneels beside me in an upright posture that somehow appears reverent. He places a hand on my thigh. “Have you been well?”“Yes,” I murmur as I remove his hand. “And that question doesn’t need to be asked while you touch me, does it?”He chuckles softly. “I didn’t expect anything less from you.”After the food arrives, a mixture of soups, noodles, and an exquisite fish dish, Abe and Kai unhurriedly dig into their meals. Pharaoah and I join, mimicking their pace. Uncle River taught me how
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CHAPTER SIXTY – EIGHT ETHAN'S POVThis isn’t exactly where I want to be. It's not where I should be, either. Who gives a fvck about the Italians' business? Certainly not me.The only things I would rather be doing right now are either shooting the fvcker Rolan in the face or eating my wife out. There's no in-between.The first part is out for now. I asked Flame to stay on standby—an option he wasn't thrilled about since the lack of action bores him. That makes two of us. Flame and I are the types who will only accept a mission if we deem it exciting enough. The adrenaline wave is our bitch, and we ride it every chance we get. Now, the only one I want to ride me is Rose.I like how adorable she looks when she thinks she has the upper hand before I flip her onto her back and tease her while—"Focus," Laye speaks low enough so only I can hear. "Or try to appear as if you're focusing."We’re sitting in one of the Bratva’s empty clubs downtown with the Lucianos’ underboss, Nicolo. He brou
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CHAPTER SIXTY- NINEROSE AMARA POV"This won’t do." Pakstan checks his gun, then curses in Russian. He's down to a few bullets. I’m not any better off.My gaze trails to Pharaoah, who’s firing over the car's hood. The three of us are huddled behind the vehicle, caught in a gunfight that has lasted only a few minutes but feels like an eternity.I had expected the British, but it's worse. Their Albanian allies have joined the fray and seem to have no fear. They readily step into gunfire as long as it means taking out their targets. Uncle River once told me that if a soldier dies, the Albanian leader honors him and ensures his name goes down in the organization’s history with reverence.The ambush was smart. They managed to catch Pakstan, Pharaoah, and me together with only a few guards. Outnumbered, it's easier for them to try and take us out now.We’ve been trying to stall until backup arrives.“How much do you have left?” I ask Pharaoah.“Five.” He fires a shot, hitting an Albanian in
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CHAPTER SEVENTY ETHAN POVNicolo’s earlier words about what they did to his grandmother tighten a noose around my throat, suffocating me with each gruesome detail. I stormed in front of Pakstan and grab him by the throat.“How the fvck did you let them take her? Where the fvck were you?”His guard moves to intervene, but Pakstan dismisses him with a wave. “Not that I have to fvcking answer to you. They wouldn’t have taken her if I were there. I was fighting one off, and when I turned around, they were carrying her and Aleksander into a van.”“Aleksander was taken too?” Laye’s suspicious gaze shifted to Pharaoah and back to Pakstan. “Why would they take a guard?”“Fvck if I know.” Pakstan brushes off the soldier fussing over his bleeding arm.“In Pharaoah’s place,” Pharaoah pants, gripping the Albanian tightly. “They took Sasha into my place.”Sasha? Ah, right. The Italians and their nicknames—how they associate Sasha with Aleksander is a mystery.“It still doesn’t make sense why they
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CHAPTER SEVENTY – ONEROSE AMARA’S POVA funny taste lingers at the back of my throat as I slowly open my eyes. My surroundings gradually come into focus. I'm lying on a dark floor resembling old, abandoned asphalt. A rotten smell, like a public toilet in a forgotten gas station, nearly causes me to gag.I sit up, and the world starts spinning like it did this morning. The gray stone walls have some industrialized red numbers on them, but they're faded, washed away by the merciless hands of time. The few cracks invading the solid surface and a metal bed in the corner are the only things in sight. Its white sheets are yellowish and appear not to have been washed in an eternity.How did I end up here? I don't remember anything after the bag was thrown over my head. Back then, my only thought was that I was dying and couldn't just die.The sense of relief at being alive doesn’t hit me as strongly as it should. I might not be dead now, but that could change. Besides, it’s worse if they ta
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CHAPTER SEVENTY – TWOROSE AMARA’S POV I swallow the clog in my throat and open my mouth. Ever since that day I first gave Ethan a blowjob, I swore to never do it to any other man after him. Ever since that moment, I felt like every part of me belonged to him and him alone. Now that I'm in this situation, I can only think of him and how much I wish he were here because if he were, no one would ever touch me. But since he’s not, I need to get this done myself.As soon as the bald guy's dick is inside my mouth, I bite it as hard as possible. A metallic taste explodes on my tongue. The guard by my side kicks me in the stomach, so I release his boss. I grunt as I push away from him. The bald man wails, and I back up, using their distraction with their leader to reach Aleksander.They're too busy to notice me, one imprisoning her and the other trying to shove his dick inside her. I use all my energy to kick the one holding her down and steal his gun. Aleksander kicks the other one, then h
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CHAPTER SEVENTY – THREEROSE AMARA’S POVEthan drives me to the nearest hospital.I tried arguing that I felt great and didn't need medical care, but Ethan being Ethan, he didn't listen to those protests. Why can't the mule understand that I would rather be in our bed right now? While I did fight, there was a moment where I thought I would be raped and then killed and would never see him again. It doesn't matter that none of that happened. The thought was already planted in the dark recesses of my psyche, and that idea killed me slowly. That thought broke my heart and only beat back to life after seeing him again.So no, a hospital isn't where I want to go. I want him to take me, to make me forget about the scum who put his limp dick inside my mouth. I want him to wash away everything and everyone so he’s the only one who remains. But we obviously have different ideas of what I need. For someone so smart, Ethan can be such an idiot sometimes.He's currently driving. One of his strong
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