All Chapters of Taken by the Mafia King: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

KillianFucking Yiannis and his ouzo had my angel feeling like she owned the night.I wasn’t about to stop her fun. I liked seeing her eyes light up with excitement. She gripped my hand and tried not to bounce on her toes while we looked out over the second floor balcony at the dance floor below, her red lips parted in a grin. It was evident she wanted to be here, with me.I also hated that I liked it, because that feeling was dangerous for both of us.“She’ll have water,” I said to the waiter from my private booth in VIP.“A gin and soda, with two lemon slices, please,” she corrected, shooting daggers at me.“Bring the water, too.” I waved the waiter away and met her glare. “What are you looking at me like that for? You were hungover for two days the last time I took you here.”“Well, it wouldn’t have been a problem if you’d let me dance a little longer. Maybe even, I don’t know, joined me?”“I came here for a meeting.”She inched closer to me in the booth. “You’re not in a meeting n

KillianThe fuckers had a bag over my head. I couldn’t see shit, but I could hear them talking as I spat blood inside the hood and ran my tongue along my teeth, checking to make sure they hadn’t knocked any loose.“Where’s the girl?”“Didn’t see one.”“Not just anyone, asshole. The girl. Seraphina Bianchi. Where the fuck is she?”I couldn’t tell who was talking from where I lay on the floor of the SUV, but one of the voices sounded vaguely familiar. If my head wasn’t throbbing so fiercely, and the roar of the engine didn’t send a thrumming vibration through the entire SUV, I might have been able to discern what syndicate I was dealing with.We’d wiped the De Luca’s off the map.Were these Andre Bianchi’s men?Unlikely. This wasn’t Andre’s style. Andre liked to make deals first, and so far, the man hadn’t so much as approached my capos asking for a face-to-face about his daughter.The toe of someone’s boot thudded against my sternum. I grunted, teeth bared. I couldn’t see a fucking thi

KillianGravel crunched under heavy boots as I came to. Pain radiated down my neck and spine in rhythm to my pulse. Groaning, I tried to shift my weight from my left side to my right to relieve pressure, but the SUV door abruptly opened, and a burly man with a thick beard and a set of brass knuckles on his left hand grinned down at me.“Hello, pumpkin,” he taunted.He grabbed me by the shirt and hauled me out with one massive tug. He let go, letting me land heavily on the gravel on my side.Fucking hell.“Get him into the warehouse,” Niccolò sneered just as the toe of a boot slammed into my lower back. “The plane will be here in an hour. We got to him earlier than expected.”“You don’t want to take me on a plane,” I panted. “You won’t get off it alive.”“Shut the fuck up,” he growled.All of these men were dead the second they untied my hands, but I assumed Niccolò knew that. Despite the bite in his voice, there was notable fear and apprehension in his tone.“Warehouse, now.”I was li

Killian“I’m telling you the fucking truth, Andre.” Niccolò paced the floor a hundred yards away from me, over in the corner near a desk and some filing cabinets. I could see him out of the corner of my eye and noticed the desperate, erratic behaviors I’d seen it before on full display. Something had snapped inside Niccolò’s head when he’d joined forces with Giuseppe, which was a shame. I had a lot of respect for the man’s father, but now it seemed like Niccolò was going to have to die.Especially after what he’d done tonight—trying to take Sera and grabbing me instead. There was no fucking way I’d let him live after this.Knowing that Andre Bianchi didn’t think he was capable of kidnapping the Hand of Death might’ve made me chuckle under other circumstances, but my entire body ached. I tried to close myself off, to become numb to the world so I didn’t feel the pain, but I had to stay aware of my surroundings. If my calculations were right, Tommaso should be leading a charge very soon

KillianGunfire broke out all around me as Niccolò’s men attempted to fend off the invasion, but it didn’t matter what they did. My guys were already inside, and they were coming full force.Tommaso popped out of the armored vehicle first, a semi-automatic rifle in his hands as he leaped down from the opening in the top. “Told you these were a good investment!” He laughed as he shot the men who were foolish enough to come at the vehicle, their blood spraying all over the floor and the walls.Several more of my men climbed out, though not as fluidly as my second. A few of them looked like they’d hit their heads in the collision, but they were up and shooting back within a few seconds, and I had the idea we probably weren’t going to suffer many casualties.None of Niccolò’s men were smart enough to consider using me as a shield. They scattered, heading for the back exits. I watched their boss slide out through what looked like a panel in the wall, and I had to wonder if there wasn’t som