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Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 13 : Dance with the Devil
Eden's POVEven though Mason was let out of the hospital a few days ago, and any dwindling tension between the brothers had since subsided after their tiff, I still find myself lying awake at night in moderate panic.No one brings up Asher in conversation, or even acknowledges that the Donahue family exists. I can't help but dream of Asher pushing his way into my dressing room and trying to get a taste of what the brothers do to me.With them, it's welcomed. In my dreams with Asher, it's terrifying.I stare at Ryder's ceiling, comfortably laid out between him and Dante in his bed. As we seem to always end up in bed together anyways, I hardly care which room it is that we find ourselves in at the end of the night. As long as we're together, I'm okay.Or so I thought.Tonight's dreams nag at me so much that I can't even fall asleep, watching the minutes tick by aimlessly on the clock behind Ryder's shoulder. When it's finally time for me to give up laying here, I inch my way
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 14 : The Golden Estate
Eden's POVDante is barking at the valet to get the car here quicker while Ryder wraps me up in his coat and keeps me snuggled to his side. It was difficult to keep them from chasing after Asher when he kissed me, and the sooner we leave here, the better."Why did you go out there with him, dammit?" Dante mumbles, pacing in front of us and speaking to the concrete under his leather boots. His constant steps nag at my dizzy, alcohol-tainted mind. "It would have been fine if you just stayed with us and—""Hey, enough of that," Ryder pleads. "She was trying to diffuse the situation, okay? You and I both were ready to start a fight in the lounge before he even had the chance to kiss her.""F*ck diffusing the situation," Dante snaps. "And f*ck that overconfident prick!"I bury myself into Ryder's shoulder, the world spinning in a tequila-tainted fog. "I'm sorry.""It's not your fault," Ryder replies simply. "Dante isn't mad at you, he's just mad at Asher for trying to get under
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 15 : Good Company
Eden's POVI spend most of my time on the back porch. This mansion of a home is pressed right against the river, the best place to watch the sunrise, and the sunset, but it would be better if the brothers were around to watch them with me.Mason occasionally visits me in the backyard, or on the dock that protrudes out from the property, but even if Mason and I get along better nowadays, he isn't the company I would prefer."They're selling the heist object," Mason mutters again, the same excuse he's given me for about four days straight. "It takes time to find buyers and to evaluate them, just to make sure they won't get screwed over in the process.""What is it?" I ask the same question I've asked in the days prior. "What was in the box?"Mason looks off in the distance, the sun slowly setting on another, rather lonely, day. "I'm not supposed to tell you that, Eden. You should ask the brothers, and if they tell you, then it's their choice but—""They're never here," I gasp
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 16 : Old and New Foes
Eden's POV"What are you doing here… J—Jack?!"My longtime boyfriend is leaning against the towering foyer of the front porch, holding a bouquet of red and white roses that look too expensive for him to afford. I step outside and shut the door behind me, seeing Mason rustle around for a gun or his phone; I don't wait to see which one he pulls first."What are you doing here?" I gasp, confused. "How did you know where—"He motions to the hoard of matching black SUVs in the driveway. "Had a little bit of help tracking you down, Eden. I just wanted to see if we could talk, sweetheart."He shoves the roses into my hands, and I want to smile at the gesture, but I can't. We've been together for years, and he still doesn't know that my favorite flowers aren't roses at all.I guess it's a bigger step than he's used to. I shouldn't defer to my standards when it comes to Jack Ward."We have nothing to talk about," I groan, setting the bouquet on the ground. "Last time we saw each o
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 17 : A Particular Customer
Eden's POVI feel like I'm floating through the days. After the last time I saw the Golden brothers, just a few days ago, I still haven't snapped out of my fog of grief. I think of them at all hours of the day. Every day.They were on my mind as I returned to Grand Dominion Bank and handed Mr. Nichols my official resignation. He didn't seem surprised but shook my hand and walked me out of the bank, regardless of our history.Dante's face seeped into my mind as I applied for a waitressing job to supplement my severance from the bank that I would be receiving because of the incident. His sharp and stoic features make my core ache in yearning.I heard Ryder's childish snicker, his trademark, petulant laugh, in the kids who run through Debbie's Diner, ignoring the whims of their parents to stop messing around behind the counter.I'm glad my new job isn't very stressful or quite as susceptible to robbery, but the lack of customers gives me plenty of time to obsess over my memories
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 18 : Powerless
Eden's POVAsher Donahue is a strange enigma of a man. He walks fluidly like he's waltzing through the air, like the social and physical norms of this world don't dare touch him at all.That, and he's beautiful.Everything about him is beautiful, down the bone structure of his face when he presses his lips against the rim of his coffee cup, and the crooked smile he flickers when I turn my back, only to catch him staring at the back of my head like he's picturing what my eyes look like when I'm waiting on other tables.He has visited the diner every single night for the last week after he kissed me in the parking garage. Sometimes I take him up on the ride home, and sometimes I protest and walk home alone, only to feel him looming a few paces behind me.It's hard to gauge what he wants from me.When it's only us at the last few minutes of my shift, I oblige to what he wants and take a seat opposite of him at the booth he has commandeered in the last few days."Want a bite?
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 19 : My Favorite Lover
Dante's POV"Impossible," Ryder snarls.We trade a glance, shaking our heads as we look over a large amount of scotch in front of us. The Lamont Lounge had died down in attendance, but the only important missing person from the club just went upstairs with our arch-nemesis.I want to bow my head in defeat, but that's too f*cking easy. Way too easy, that the only honorable thing to do would be to go to his room, six-hundred-twelve, and to rip my little sex kitten off of his lap, off of her knees, or wherever that asshole has her right now in that room of his.Ryder gives the same, impressionably irritated look."She wouldn't," I breathe. "It's unlike her nature to betray.""She's not betraying us, though. Is she? She said she wanted nothing to do with us, brother." Ryder buries his scotch into his stomach and doesn't even flinch at the taste. "F*ck. But what if you're right?"Looking around this dwindling crowd, there are certainly several willing participants to help us m
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 20 : Crossroads
Eden's POVI shoot upright, my body aching in response, but not as terrible as my raw, dry mouth.The sight before me baffles me past feeling sick. I half expect to see my apartment walls or the hotel's cheap art above the tacky, monochromatic furniture. Instead, I see two sets of blue eyes in my old, dainty bedroom.Ryder sits up in his chair, eyes pinned on mine, the same as his brother's that watch me from the doorway of the bedroom, his posture stiff and uptight. I feel the pulse in my throat but swallow the feeling of wanting to puke."What happened?"Ryder speaks first, his voice light and airy in response, "You were at the club with Asher, and he took you upstairs when you got too drunk."Dante chimes in, less than kind in his tone, "We found you in his room, naked and drunk. We weren't going to leave you there with him. Even if you tell us you wanted to sleep with him, we weren't about to allow that to happen with you being so intoxicated and—""I didn't want t
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Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 50 : Ever After Sunset
Eden's POV"Come on," I plead, trying to escape both of their roaming, wandering hands. "It's going to be cold and—and what if a boat passes by and they—they will see—""They're in for a show," Dante breathes into my neck and shoulder.I melt at his many, pecking kisses there. "Agh, that's not fair. You know I love that.""I also know you love a lot of things, baby," Ryder hums, pushing my dress upwards and dragging his tongue up the inside of my thighs.I wince, overwhelmed."Come on, guys, please. Let's just go to the bedroom and—and—"My vision sparks spots as Ryder's mauling kisses have moved up my thighs. So far, in fact, that I can't help but dare to collapse as I hook a leg over his broad shoulder. Dante keeps me upright, one of his hands undoing the zipper of my dress.They can't be serious!I panic, looking around the dock and the river, concerned that someone for sure is already watching. I can only imagine the frenzy it would cause if there was a camera any
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 49 : Keep Or Sell
Eden's POVWe all stand around the kitchen island, unmoving and unspeaking, staring at the flash drive Asher had placed beneath the flowerpot before he died.It's evening now, which is nice because I feel like we do our best productive thought at this hour. We also have the most fun when everyone is asleep but it's not on our minds right now.I'm thinking of the money coming my way, the millions I can't even comprehend, while the brothers are left contemplating the flash drive Asher left behind when he saved me from his father's wine cellar.If they're anything like me, we're all thinking about how stupid we feel.It's been here all this time..."There have to be more Donahue family members," I breathe. "So that means they will come looking for it again, right? Or am I wrong?"Dante leans forward, staring through the drive like it's a foreign object they haven't spent all this time obsessing over selling and retrieving and getting rid of.Ryder hangs an arm over my sho
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 48 : An Intense Interview
Eden's POVThis police station is colder than the last one I was in. I inch back into my chair, clinging to Dante's jacket while Ryder manages to get me a cup of coffee from the break room. They hang back, pacing through the small interview room while I sit at the cold, metal table.My heels tap on the concrete floors methodically, and I hold the coffee cup just to feel the warmth of it in my palms. My head has been spinning for the last few hours.No one has come to talk to us since bringing us into this little room.I look at the mirror along the side wall, wondering who is in there, and why they are watching us. I can't imagine that this has anything to do with the bank heist, considering we're still near the estate out of Manhattan, but they could be here about the clothes on the yacht.I feel stupid for even forgetting about that stuff.I lay my head down, exhausted, feeling like this is what they want from me. It's working.The Golden brothers are less than worried,
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 47 : All Black Attire
Eden's POV"Come back here," Ryder snaps.I'd already gathered my robe and slipped inside it, but Ryder is charging through the room when he sees me doing so. I need to go outside, to breathe and process, or maybe pick up a rag and some furniture spray so I can distract my frazzled mind.Ryder loops his arms around my sides and pulls me back into his chest. I struggle to wiggle free and instead of setting me down in bed, he shoves me toward the shower and releases me, ripping my robe away."Ugh, come on," I pant, coming close to slipping on the tile and falling backward.Dante's hands wrap around me next and he pins me under the warm shower water while Ryder leans casually against the shower door."What did she do now?" Dante says in a heavy exhale."The news said the police found her clothes on the Donahue yacht," Ryder grumbles. "They are talking about her and the bank heist and being brought in for questioning again."Dante pouts slightly but manages a soft, gentle k
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 46 : Alone Together
Eden's POVI collapse into bed, still warm with both of their scents, and it swarms my mind all at once how much I love lying in bed with them both. I dare to go to sleep, a yawn pulling from my lips, but the brothers both make a growling, disapproving noise."You are not going to sleep," Dante huffs, slightly offended. "You better wake up, kitten, or I'll do it for you."Slightly tempted by such a salacious threat, I bury my face into my pillow and snuggle into the blankets. It's easy to tempt both of these affectionate men.Ryder steals the blankets from the bed, stripping it and stripping me next.I shiver, my bare back under their heavy glares, and I don't even have to turn around to know it is true. Dante climbs into bed beside me, and when I think he is going to flip me over so they can have their way with me, he instead grabs my wrists.I aim to sit up, surprised, but Dante yanks my hands behind the small of my back and ties them there. Panic sets in when I feel a ta
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 45 : From Sea to Land
Eden's POV"Trouble sleeping?"Carol perches on one of the chairs at the dining room table while I have my legs kicked up on the bench, pressed to the bay window that overlooks the river. I can see her through the reflection of the window, adjusting her silk robe and folding her well-manicured hands out before her."Yeah," I admit, though everyone knows it already. "Just got tired of lying there, I guess.""That's understandable," Carol hums. "How about I make some tea and we talk?"I sulk at the thought. She catches it."Well, I'll make tea and we won't talk. Sound good?"I blush but eventually nod long after she is already preparing water to boil over the stovetop. I sit back, eyeing the dark horizon and seeing it absent from the boat that was surrounded by police and coast guard and other boats with red and blue lights.They finally towed the Donahue yacht from hell out of the water after a fishing boat passed by and saw blood draining down the stern. It's been on ev
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 44 : Golden Bullets
Eden's POVErik Donahue yanks me out of my corner by my bruising, fractured ankle. I release a scream so loud that he snarls for me to stop, and even then, I don't abide until he drops my wounded leg in mercy.My thigh is burned from rubbing against the carpet so hard and my labored breath is causing a throbbing in my throat. The Donahue head boss looms overhead, twitching with a handgun pressed casually in his palm.He eyes me carefully, as I keep a close watch on his pistol. The room, the yacht—the world is silent."I knew you were rotten when I saw the bank robbery footage," he sneers, pacing around my shivering position on the floor. "I should have killed you then. Now, you've done nothing but stir up trouble. You turned my own damn son against me and have sent my ship into chaos."I stifle a reply, knowing if I piss him off right now, it will take nothing for him to kill me.Gunshots ring out downstairs, and I flinch on impulse, expecting one to pierce my body, but the
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 43 : Explosions
Eden's POVI lean into Asher's side, both of us curled up together in the corner of his room in the belly of the yacht. I feel safe with him, but I know that won't last forever. Eventually, with the sun going down, and there's still no sign of Dante or Ryder— Erik may grow impatient and kill me first.It's naïve to think I'm of any use anymore.Erik has the tracker, and we already managed to make a call to the Golden brothers, so they know I'm okay. If I die now, everything left unsaid will forever be the impression I leave behind."Can we call them again?" I whimper, biting back hefty sobs of defeat. "I'm scared, Asher.""I know you are, but we can't call them again, sweetheart. We don't know if they're already almost here or not. We can't blow their cover like that, Eden. We just have to wait."I turn my face into his warm, clean shirt. I still reek of tequila and blood, the welts on my arm and around my back from Erik's fury earlier broken open along the edges. This dain
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 42 : A Golden Girl
Dante's POVMy brother and I have gotten good at reading each other's minds over the years. Even when we've had our simple spats, we've stayed intertwined with one another. But this feels different, we are different, and being away from our favorite girl has changed everything.Ryder is laboring over his computer set up in our downtown office, trying to catch a ping off the tracker we had sewn into most of Eden's shorts.She wouldn't have appreciated us doing that, but after she ran off from us the first time, and then was taken by Erik Donahue and returned so beaten, we had to do something. So Ryder had little buttons replaced on her shorts and jeans to track her location at any time, but something is wrong.I can't tell what specifically. Ryder flexes his knuckles at the sides of the computer, working in plain, tensile silence.I take to pacing, Mason halfway across the office, his head buried in his arms. He never liked Eden to begin with, but that seemed to be changing, c
