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A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter 141
CROSSING LINES"Some truths are too dangerous to speak, and some lines too tempting not to cross."~ LAUREN'S POV ~The gun in Alexandro's hand reflected the streetlight, suggesting possible violence. The cold metal felt steady in his grip. His eyes changed from worried to dangerous in moments."Do you want to test me?" Alexandro asked, his voice smooth but firm. "Is that what you're doing, Miller?"Ethan's lips curved into something that might have been a smile if it weren't so full of malice. "Go ahead. Pull the trigger. Show her exactly what kind of man you really are."Alexandro's laugh was dark honey poured over broken glass. "You think I won't? You think I won't gladly put a hole in your chest? Or maybe I will aim higher—paint my penthouse windows with your fucking brain matter."The casual way he said it…like discussing the weather…made my blood turn to ice. Because I knew that look in his eyes. Had seen it before, the night those men had tried to take me.The night I had fir
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter 140
THE WEIGHT OF ABSENCE"The most dangerous predators are the ones who hunt with kindness."~ LAUREN'S POV ~Dawn came like a punishment. Forty-seven hours. That's how long Alexandro had been gone.My phone lay beside me on the sofa, a graveyard of unanswered messages. Each text I had sent felt like throwing stones into an abyss.'Alexandro, where are you?''I'm scared.''Please just... exist. For me.'That last one had been sent at 3:17 AM, when desperation had finally eaten through my pride.Still no response.My phone buzzed. Emily.‘'MOM'S BIRTHDAY IS NEXT WEEK! Crisis mode activated. Coffee? I have seventeen ideas and counting.'’I stared at the message, trying to reconcile birthday planning with the very real possibility that the man I loved was lying in a ditch somewhere.‘'Give me an hour. Fifth Avenue boutique?'’‘'YES! Also, you sound depressed through text. That's actually impressive.'’Getting dressed felt like preparing for battle. In the mirror, I looked like a woman waiti
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THE WEIGHT OF SILENCE"Some sins are too heavy to carry alone."~ ALEXANDRO'S POV ~The scotch burned like penance as it slid down my throat, but it couldn't wash away the taste of Lauren's disappointment. Three fingers of Macallan 25—the same bottle I had opened the night I had first brought her to this penthouse, when she had looked at me like I might be her salvation instead of her damnation.‘Che cazzo ho fatto?’ What the fuck had I done?The bedroom door remained closed, a barrier of mahogany and wounded pride that might as well have been made of titanium. Behind it, Lauren McQueen—the woman who had managed to crack open my chest and crawl inside—was probably planning her escape.Again.I set the crystal tumbler down with calculated precision, watching the amber liquid catch the city lights streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Twenty-three floors below, New York pulsed with life, ignorant to the fact that my world was quietly imploding.My phone buzzed against the m
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GROWING PARANOIA"In this business, paranoia isn't a weakness—it's survival."~ ALEXANDRO'S POV ~The taste of betrayal still stayed on my tongue as Mario's Maserati pulled away from the penthouse. Even through the tinted windows, I could see the accusation in his eyes—the same look Lauren had given me before she had walked away with my heart in her hands."You fucked up, capo," Mario said, lighting a cigarette with steady fingers. "The promotion was too obvious.""I know." The words came out sharper than intended. I had been protecting her. That's what I told myself when I had made the call to Storm Publishing, when I had pulled strings to get her away from Rosette's poisonous effect. But protection and control were often the same thing in my world. And Lauren wasn't built for my world's logic."The Russians responded," Mario continued, smoke curling between us. "Dmitri Volkov himself wants to meet."That stopped my brooding cold. "Volkov? He never meets with Italians.""Apparentl
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PUPPET MASTER~LAUREN POV~The break room felt like a sanctuary until the whispers followed me inside. I tried to shut out the voices echoing from the hallway, but they seeped through the walls like poison."Promotion out of nowhere... she never even applied...""Convenient timing, right after what happened to Rosette...""Wonder what she had to do to get it..."I leaned against the door, closing my eyes for a moment before moving to the coffee machine. My hands trembled as I reached for a mug. A promotion now would only make me look worse—like I had been circling Rosette's position like a vulture, waiting for her downfall.The hatred from my coworkers had always been there, steaming beneath the surface since the moment I started dating Alexandro. Lauren the dork, Lauren the undeserving, suddenly the envy of everyone for landing the trillionaire. Patrick had warned me it wouldn't last. Rosette hadn't even tried to hide her jealousy and spite.I had hoped work could be my peaceful g
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter 136
BLOOD AND PROMOTIONS"In the mafia world, every gift comes with invisible strings…..and those strings are usually nooses."~ LAUREN'S POV ~I woke up to the scent of blood.Not the metallic kick of fresh wounds, but something deeper. Older. The kind that bleeds into your skin and refuses to wash away, no matter how many times you scrub.It took me a moment to realize it was coming from the pillow beside me—Alexandro's pillow. Empty now, but still carrying traces of last night's violence mixed with his cologne.6:30 AM. The red numbers on the clock felt like an accusation.Where the hell was he?My body protested as I sat up, every muscle screaming reminders of our desperate lovemaking. He had taken me like a man convinced it might be the last time—rough, possessive, almost punishing in his intensity. As if he could fuck away the fear of losing me.Maybe he could have, if he hadn't disappeared before dawn.I wrapped myself in his shirt—the one I had torn off him last night—and padde
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