All Chapters of BRIDE TO THE MAFIA HEIR: Chapter 1 - Chapter 3

3 Chapters

Chapter 1

I dig the smell of fear. It's pretty intense, you know? When it comes out from them and mixes with their cheap perfume and desperation, you can almost taste it in the air.Tonight, the club reeks of it.I'm sprawled on the bed in my usual private room, waiting for my next... appointment. The sheets are scratchy against my skin and probably haven't been changed in weeks. Not that I care. Everything in this shithole is disposable—the furniture, the booze, the girls. Especially the girls.My fingers drum an impatient rhythm on my thigh. Where the hell is she? I check my watch—an ostentatious, goldplated monstrosity. It's all for the show, of course. The girls see it glinting on my wrist, and their eyes light up. They think they've hit the jackpot.They're always disappointed.The door creaks open, and I sit up, ready to unleash my displeasure on whoever's kept me waiting. But the words die in my throat as I take in the sight before me.She's new. That much is obvious. The way she hesita

Chapter 2

BRIDE TO THE MAFIA HEIR/J.Rachael

The Dust Raven glittered dully on the dirty floor of the strip club's VIP area. Kylie's gaze hooked onto it, her heart thumping so hard she felt it may explode right out of her chest."A Dust Raven? Really?" she thought, a crazy giggle threatening to leave her lips. "Only men with something to prove carry those..."For a minute, time appeared to stand still. Kylie could hear her own rapid breathing, the distant throb of bass from the main room, and Daniel's low, ominous chuckle. The rifle rested between them, a lethal promise waiting to be fulfilled.Kylie's mind raced. She'd never held a real gun before, let alone fired one. Sure, she'd seen them in movies, but this was different. This was life or death."Screw it," she thought, steeling herself. In one seamless action, she reached for the weapon.The metal was cool against her feverish fingertips as she picked it up. It was heavier than she thought, and her arms trembled slightly under its weight. Kylie fumbled with the safety, her

Chapter 3

BRIDE TO THE MAFIA HEIR/J.Rachael

I'm lost in the pages of Tolstoy when Liam bursts into the library like a hurricane in an Armani suit. I don't bother looking up. Maybe if I ignore him, he'll go away."Daniel Hayes is dead," he announces, voice dripping with drama.I grip my book a little tighter, willing myself not to react. Daniel Hayes. Now there's a name I hadn't expected to hear today. Or ever again, if I'm being honest."And?" I manage, keeping my tone as flat and uninterested as possible.But Liam, being Liam, isn't about to let me off that easy. I can practically feel the manic energy radiating off him as he plops his designerclad ass right on the antique coffee table in front of me. Dad would have a fit if he saw."And you know what that means," Liam grins, snatching my book away. I resist the urge to snatch it back. That would only encourage him.Instead, I sigh, resigning myself to whatever scheme he's cooked up this time. "Shouldn't you be talking to our father about this?"Liam leans in close, his voice