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Moment

WinonaDid I look at Jimmy with love or pity?Sympathy or hate? Could I feel both in that moment?My body heaved at the thought of him on the floor, writhing in pain. Or maybe it washeaving up the idea that I would never have to share a bed with him again.Would I have taken him to the hospital had I been given the chance? Or better yet, had it been me, would my boyfriend have driven me there?The answer to that last one was a resounding no.I needed to remember that, remember my place.One flimsy door separated me from a roomful of men who would put a bullet through my head in an instant. And I stood in a hallway of cement walls and dim lighting with the man who had just stabbed my boyfriend numerous times. I was ready for fear to whip through me, make me shake in terror. HJ stood a whole head taller than me, and his shoulders were wider than I remembered. He was bigger, more muscular, more everything than I remembered. Tattoos wove over his neck and arms like they wanted to wrap hi
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Bar

7 YEARS LATER WinonaI never should have ended up at HJ’s bar. My day had been long though. One of my oldest friends had stopped in at the coffee shop that I still worked at long after graduating from college. She mentioned HJ and how she worried about him.I almost asked her what the hell for? HJ was a beast of a man and could take care of himself. Yet, the only reason she worried about him was because over the years I’d mixed up our friend groups. My self-destructive side that didn’t care about a thing in the world reared its ugly head every time I thought of him ignoring me, acting as if he didn’t know me.So, I kept showing up at his place of business, goading him to disclose that we knew each other through the family.He never did. HJ protected the family at all costs, even if he’d kissed me in a bathroom all those years ago.We passed one another with hatred and longing in our eyes but acted like strangers in front of everyone. Over time, our friends had us down as tolerable ac
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Her

 HJShe was trying to kill me.Or send me to jail.Or have me lose one of my bars.There was a motive to the shit she pulled.There had to be.When she sat down at the bar and ordered a shot for herself and the bartender, I tried my best not to tell my bartender to fuck off."Hey, Cole. Our customers can't knee a guy in the balls and then come drink here. We should be kicking her out." I eyed Cole for good measure.He held up his hands. "You got her, boss? I'll let you take over making her drink or throwing her out."I nodded, and he winked at Winona before stalking off to go help the few others that were out here on a weeknight.I shook my head at the little tornado sitting in front of me. "Why are you at my bar stirring up shit?""I'm not. Little Georgie was supposed to be out of town."When she didn't offer any further explanation, I went around the bar to pour her shot. She wanted a rum, some of the strongest I had on the shelves. If she wanted to get drunk, I didn't care about
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Just move

Winona“Unless it’s a damn taser and a bodyguard, you’ve got nothing,” he argued, like he truly believed there was no way I could be prepared if someone jumped me.“I take self-defense classes. Dante’s been training me for years. I’ve been in enough dicey situations to get out of most of the ones I encounter now. If not”—I shrugged and reassured him—“I’ll live. Because if I don’t, I’ll die, right?”He grunted at the words he’d said to me so long ago.They’d echoed through me. They’d ricocheted around in my head for years, even in the darkest nights when Marvin and the men who paid him stood over me, when Jimmy held me down, when I was sure death would be a better option than life.The tube lighting of Crowned Ink glowed a bright red as we neared the shop. Their logo was a red crown with bold colored skulls in a pile below it. I pushed open the heavy glass door but didn’t hold it for HJ.He grunted, but I ignored it. I took in the wall of magazines and, next to it, a large display of t
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Raw

HJKatalina had permanently marked herself with the words I’d said to her the first night we met:You’ll live because if you don’t, you’ll die.Around it all were skulls and roses and dying flowers of all sorts, wrapped in jewels and strings of pearls in the most intricate detail I’d seen in a long time.I’d never gotten that good a look at it all until tonight. It was art that represented her more than I think she would ever know. I saw her in the world of the family, trapped as a prized possession, trapped by the beauty she flaunted for us. She let herself be used over and over again as bait, and even if she didn’t know it, it would kill her. The family would kill her just like they did everyone.It was a beautiful lifestyle, but one that tangled you up and suffocated you until you were lying there bleeding out.She’d made that bed. I couldn’t change it for her, and I didn’t need to get wrapped up with her.Except she’d marked herself with my words.Like she’d wanted to be mine.My
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Regret

WinonaIshouldn’t have slept with him. I should have walked away and never indulged the pull I had toward him.HJ said I wouldn’t feel anything, and I normally never did.Except with him.With him, I felt every stupid thing I never wanted to feel again.Pleasure and pain.Hope and dread.Longing and fulfillment.Hate and love.I told him I was going to the bathroom and slipped out the back door into a dark alley behind Heathen’s Bar. Cole was out there smoking a cig and offered one to me. I let him light it and pulled in a hard drag before turning from him and walking away.“Winona, sort of wanted to talk while you enjoyed the cig.”I waved over my shoulder. “Another time, Cole.”His laugh carried down the alley as I turned the corner quickly. I didn’t need to stay any longer and face HJ. His dark stare would grate my raw nerves, and I would have to admit to enjoying him screwing me in the back of the bar more than I enjoyed sleeping with most men.I sighed and took another drag of t
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Dead inside

WinonaWhen Dallas waltzed back in with his sons by his side, I was sitting up in the bed. Sebastian scanned the scene immediately, like a sponge soaking everything in. He’d grown up to be the tall, dark, and handsome Italian the whole city loved. Most everyone knew ofhim and his charisma, and he’d become the infamous heir to the mafia throne. He’d also kept a bit of his charm with me, was there when I needed him. Carlos idled behind, like a feline never really concerned with what anyone else was doing. Maybe that was the benefit of being younger with less responsibility.“Sebastian has news,” said Dallas.Dallas’s oldest son stared at me. “You’re too valuable to be doing what you’re doing.”His words pummeled me, made me feel like something more than I was. More than just someone who did a job for them.“I’m fine. Nothing happened.” I shrugged and tried to shake off the feeling of belonging. “I wasn’t paying attention when I should have been.”“Even if you had been, it still could h
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Promise

WinonaThey left a bodyguard outside my room the whole night.Which was overkill, considering I got the surprise of my life when I peeked out my door to find HJ staring at it from a chair he’d slid over.I opened it wide to glare at him. “What are you doing? You should face the other way in case someone tries to kidnap me.”“That’s what our bodyguard here is for. I’m here to watch for the real danger: you sneaking off and doing something stupid.”I slammed the door as loudly as I could. Then I opened it wide and slammed it again for good measure.Still, I slept like a baby wrapped in a very safe cocoon. Was this what it felt like when my father was still living? Was this the family dynamic I missed so much?The next morning, he was gone. I was left with just the security. “Dante, can you stop staring out into the abyss and make yourself useful this morning?”“Winona girl, you’re going to wreck this family, you know that?” he said as he turned to me with a sparkle in his greenish-blue
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Hell up

 HJ“Do you have anything about this damn move under control?” I bellowed at Winona. She was shoving clothes into a cardboard box that Carlos, Sebastian, Dante, and I had brought over.“Oh, shut the hell up!” she screamed, holding up a shirt against herself in the mirror as if this was the time to determine what she wanted to pack.“Why the fuck are we doing this today?” I growled at Sebastian. We should have given Winona a year to pack up her stuff because a week wasn’t long enough.Ever the know-it-all, he stood stoically and replied with his arms crossed, “Because it has to be done today.”I didn’t hide my anger as I ripped the shirt from Winona and threw it in the box. “Try shit on later. Throw it in a box, and we’ll carry it down to the moving truck. I got stuff to do tonight, and at this rate, we’ll never be done by then.”She curled her glossed lip at me and peered around my shoulder to see Carlos moving a vase from her table. “Be like Carlos. Do something constructive like pa
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Few weeks

WinonaWe got along more than fine.Sebastian moved mountains for me when he needed to.He wasn’t home much, but food was brought in most of the time for me. The dayshe was home, he cooked. Like, gourmet-meal cooked. He made pesto chicken with arugula and prosciutto one night, and I seriously almost took him to bed.We’d lived together two weeks, and the man was pretty much a saint every time he walked in. He removed his shoes, was quiet if he returned at night, cleaned up after me and himself. He even let me watch the shows I wanted to. Georgie always had on the news and wanted to talk politics, and Jimmy wanted to watch porn and do things a teenage girl shouldn’t be doing.Sebastian was incomparable to the others. He was like a Stepford boyfriend.“Want me to change the channel?” I asked one night while he scrolled his phone, sprawled out on the oversize chair near the couch. I realized that a historical romance with a duke telling the main character he wanted to marry her might n
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