All Chapters of Contracted Husband : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

I forced my tense lips to tug upward in a smile I didn’t feel. Not when my plans of seducing Natalia , pumping her for information while I pumped into her, had just come to an abrupt halt.Could I chase her around Europe? Yes. But it would be a hard thing to explain, me suddenly showing up wherever the hell she is. Then again, it might charm her enough to give into me faster. I’d have her in the palm of my hand, pliable and willing to share whatever I ask of her.If I find Harry innocent, she’ll be my consolation prize. Something to enjoy as I seek the real murderer. And if I judge Harry. to be guilty of murder, my revenge will be much easier to enact.I’ll make her suffer. Break her. And demand his life to set her free.She would hate him for what happened to her once she learned the reason. And he’d die knowing that she suffered because of him.In the end, I decide patience will be my friend. It’s the most important element of a clean hit. When you rush into something, things get me

She smiles weakly as she dabs a tear that slips down her cheek. Reaching for the hand I have on the stick shift, she squeezes and says, “Can you take me home?”“Of course.” I drive her to the house and park in the long driveway. “I can stay if you’d like.”“You should go. Ramdels needs the support of family. I’ll be fine.”I leave her, feeling as if I’m abandoning her at a time when I should be her support. But I do as she says and am glad for it.When I reach the yacht, Ramdels is standing on the bow, giving what he surely believes is a riveting speech. The buttons of his shirt are undone down to his waist, exposing his puffed-out chest and the gold chains around his neck.“My brother was a good leader. The best Don, surpassing even our father in success.”Narrowing my gaze, I move closer to the crowd, listening with halfhearted interest. The best Don? Better than Gustavo ? No one in their right mind would ever agree with those statements. There was no one better than Gustavo .But R

Now it’s the definition of disorder and chaos and it has me edgy and agitated. Military and science fiction novels are stacked high in a corner. Papers and folders litter the massive cherrywood desk, along with dishes with crusted-on food, and dust bunnies roll across the wooden floor.One wall has been covered with Ramdels ’s collection of swords and tactical knives and other weapons that are utterly useless in the hands of a useless man.Ramdels drops loudly into the chair behind the desk, calling my attention to him.He tilts his head and steeples his fingers beneath his bearded chin. “You were loyal to my father and brother. I need to know you’ll stand behind me now that I’m taking over the Family.”It takes me a while to say anything. I stare at him, scrutinizing him. Finding him as lacking as his older brother. Just as inept, if not more so. A piece of shit that has to beat a woman much weaker than himself, a woman already drugged out of her mind, to feel like he’s worth somethi

That’s all I’ve been thinking about for days. The need to reorganize myfamiglia, making it what it was by selecting men who will strengthen it. Reappointing a consigliere, an underboss, and capos. Do whatever it takes to ensure the future of the Robertson .The throne is open for the taking. Question is, am I going to be the man to do it?“Yes,” I say.“Do not do it yet, Nathan . Trust me on this. I have information you must see before you do anything.”“You have my attention.”“We’re meeting at Briar House in Todt Hill.” He lets out a long breath. “My brother discovered something he thought was a big enough threat that he wanted to bring the families together. I’m honoring that wish now.”“I’ll be there,” I say, because I promised Tony we’d listen. And because I need the information Colwill has and to find out just who the hell The Ferryman is and why he took credit for Randy ’s death.Briar House is an old, creepy Victorian house in the exclusive community of Todt Hill in New York.

I peer at the names again. Colwill ’s “evidence” that we’re in the crosshairs of a man hell-bent on revenge. According to this, Robbert Kroos has purchased land or buildings near everyone involved. But not in New York.He’s right. Whatever was done to Robbert , the Lewis weren’t a part of it.But my uncle was.Having known him as well as I did, worked for him, pledged my loyalty to him, I can say without a doubt that he was not a man who would have ever forged an alliance with the enemy. Yet if what Luca is telling us is true, which all evidence points to, Gustavo did.“How do we know this isn’t all some made-up bullshit?” Arnold asks. “I never heard of a Ferryman.”“Exacly,” Joselu Cebalos , Rico’s nephew, pipes in. “How do I know jou aren’t the guan behin oll thees. I never heard of a Ferymen.”“I’m not behind anything,” Colwill snarls. “My own brother was killed by this asshole. His bitch attacked Jack’s place and nearly took out Gunn.”Gunn’s head snaps up. “She didn’t come o