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TessaNikolas; 36. Tessa; 21.An armed guard opens the engraved wooden door, and with a curt nod, he steps to the side so I can enter the house. It’s only my second time visiting the Stathoulis’ home, so the place is still foreign and intimidating. I’ll never get used to all the guards littered over the property. A couple of weeks ago, my mother got engaged to the retired Godfather of the Greek mafia. We’re having our first family dinner tonight, and needless to say, I’m feeling anxious about meeting Nikolas and Athina, Peter’s children. The couple of times I’ve talked to Peter, it always ended with me fidgeting like a little girl. The man has a serious set of eyebrows that makes him look threatening and short-tempered. Even though he’s never been hostile toward me, it always feels like I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop. Mom’s assured me he’s sweet and caring, and I have nothing to worry about. As much as I don’t like the idea of my mother marrying Peter Stathoulis, it’s her c
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Then again, I should’ve made a run for it when Nikolas walked into the house covered in blood. Tonight is going to be torturously long, that’s for sure. Mom and Athina talk about the upcoming wedding while the harsh reality sinks in – there’s a real possibility Nikolas killed, or at the very least, tortured someone right before coming here. God, what was Mom thinking? Out of all the men she could’ve chosen, she had to pick the retired Godfather of the mafia. Honestly, although I grew up in the mafia, I don’t know much about it. Mom always sheltered me, especially after Dad passed away. Most of the things I’ve heard were from my friends at school who were mafia princesses and my hateful cousin, Irene, who swooned over the man every chance she got. Some of my friends were madly in love with Nikolas as well, but the rest feared him as if he were death itself. Not wanting to find out for myself what kind of man he is, I kept myself separate from the murky waters of the mafia.And I pl
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NikolasRage still simmers in my veins from dealing with the Sicilian bastard who dared to sell heroin on my streets. Stupid fucker.Usually, I’d let my men deal with the scum, but I wanted to send a clear message of what will happen to the rest of the Sicilian mafia if they don’t get the fuck out of Vancouver.I down half the glass of champagne but the sweet bubbles only sour my mood further. My eyes flick to the server, who instantly scurries to my side. “Whiskey,” I order, and a minute later, the tumbler’s set down in front of me.After the burning liquid soothes my temper a little, I glance at the girl who’ll soon be my stepsister. The thought makes my lips curl in distaste. Theresa Drakatos. Her body is slightly turned away from me, not enough to draw attention, but enough to give me the cold shoulder. I know everything there is to know about her, seeing as she’ll be my problem soon enough. As the head of the family, Tess will be my responsibility. The lack of respect she sh
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“You don’t agree?” I murmur softly so the others won’t hear.Tess visibly startles before her gaze snaps to my face. “I didn’t say anything.”The corner of my mouth lifts. “You didn’t have to. The expression on your face spoke volumes.”Even though fear for me dances in her irises, she frowns slightly. “You’re an expert at reading facial expressions?”“Yes.” It’s one of the things that makes me so damn good at my job. She rolls her eyes before focusing her attention on the baklava, making my right eyebrow lift dangerously. Leaning my head to the right, so I’m closer to her, I whisper, “Pas gyrévontas Gia mpeládes.”Her gaze slants toward me again, irritation making golden flecks spark to life in her irises. “My Greek is rusty. Care to translate?”The corner of my mouth lifts higher. “You’re looking for trouble.”Tess keeps eye contact for a moment longer before fear tightens her features. “Is this how things are going to be? You’re going to threaten me every chance you get?”This tim
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I flick on the light and glance over my sanctuary. Everything is decorated in white and light blue. No spaces are cluttered. The only additions to the actual furniture are potted plants, lending a natural feel to the tranquil ambience. I purchased the apartment and furnished it with the money I received from my share of the inheritance. I also paid for my studies with the money my father left for me. Mom only pays for my monthly living expenses.But what will happen once she’s married to Peter Stathoulis? Will he take control of her finances and use my monthly expenses as a way to control me?God, what if Nikolas is given control over my expenses? Over my every move?That would be a nightmare!I need to find a job to make sure that doesn’t happen. As soon as possible.The need to keep a tight control over my life has me darting away from the front door. I quickly change into a pair of leggings and a t-shirt, tie my hair back in a ponytail, then sit down on the plush couch with my la
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