All Chapters of Taken by the Mafia King: Chapter 371 - Chapter 380

PaigeThree Months Later…I swiped sweat off my forehead and stepped out of the blistering August heat into the air conditioning of Raphael’s Angel Haven. Upbeat pop music blared from the stereo under the television in the common room, and a few of the women danced and laughed. Becca, who’d just left an abusive boyfriend, grabbed Asha, a newer member of the group who’d just moved in off the streets, and after a bit of hesitance, Asha joined the dance.I grinned. Somehow, in just a few months, I’d actually managed to put together the women’s shelter. When we cut the ribbon a couple of months back, I’d finally unveiled the name to Mom and everyone else. Mom cried, of course, and she’d only cried harder when I explained that I wanted these women to have Dad looking over them, just like I always did growing up. I blew a kiss to the picture of him I’d hung on the front wall and started heading back to make sure everything was running smoothly.Heavy footsteps clomped down the stairs, and I

PaigeI climbed out of the car I’d learned to drive over the last few months, a little red coupe Tom insisted on buying me because it matched my hair, and headed up to the door as the sun set behind me. After my meeting with Tom, I’d spent the rest of my day running around like a chicken with my head cut off, trying to get everything in order for an influx of women in only a couple of days. Lauren had too many clients to help too much, but she put together a list of potential new therapists, and everybody else pitched in where they could. I was pretty sure we could handle it.The door opened in front of me, and I startled back a step. Tom stood there with two overnight bags in his hands.“What—”“We have to head to the airport.” He grinned and offered one of the bags to me.“The raid isn’t until tomorrow.” I trailed after him toward his favorite car, which was in the driveway instead of the garage like usual. “What are you talking about?”He opened the trunk and dropped both bags in.

PaigeDespite all my flirting—and the real intention I had behind it—when we got to the spectacular hotel room, I couldn’t do anything but strip out of the beautiful dress Tom bought me and topple into the massive bed. He stripped out of his suit and fell asleep next to me, equally naked. I cuddled into his cinnamon-scented chest, blinked, and when I opened my eyes again, the sun had risen. Tom’s warm skin clung to mine where the thin sheet didn’t separate us, and I stretched. Maybe I could wake him up with a little surprise before—Before the raid. The raid that I didn’t know the start time of. I sat bolt-upright in bed, my heart suddenly racing. What the hell was I thinking? This wasn’t just a vacation; this was a rescue mission, and one with a fickle Russian on the team.Tom yawned and wrapped an arm around my waist. “What’s going on?”“The raid’s today.” I stared out the window. “When is it? And you never took me shooting like you promised. I’m not good enough yet.”He kissed my b

PaigeI tapped my foot on the tarmac in front of the private jet and fiddled with my phone. I should’ve insisted on going with Tom, Morozov or no Morozov. Waiting here was like torture. I didn’t know what was happening to Tom, or the women, or anything. I didn’t even have anyone to goddamn talk to. If Tom didn’t make time in his schedule soon, I’d take myself to the shooting range to brush up. Maybe if Lauren and I went together, he’d trust her assessment of my skills. And it wouldn’t be bad to have someone living at the Haven who could use a gun.My phone vibrated, and I tapped on the notification immediately.A text from Tom: More women than expected. Gonna need a few trips with the cars.I frowned and started typing out a response. I couldn’t even remember how many cars he’d rented anymore, but I needed to make sure we had room at the Haven. Before I could reply, he texted again.Tom: And probably a few with the jet.My mouth fell open.Me: How many are there?Tom: Thirty-two.My s

TommasoWhen Paige still hadn’t arrived home after lunch, I climbed in my car. I knew it was stupid. I’d been meeting with my men all morning, talking over the information Lyle had already scraped from Dan’s computers and anything Stan heard in New York, and my eyelids dragged, but I just couldn’t fall asleep until she returned. I knew she’d be safe at the shelter, but I’d grown used to her presence snuggled against my side.I drove around to each of my warehouses. Business had been good over these last few months, but it had been good because I kept an eye on it. That was one piece of information I picked up from Killian that I was happy to take. My staff would work better for an attentive boss, and I’d be less likely to miss shit in general. Everything seemed to be running smoothly, and none of my foremen reported any trouble.Finally, I headed out of the city to check on what used to be Tony’s base of operations. I’d posted Teddy out there to keep a handle on the situation, and he