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75-The location

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[ SOFIA’S POV ]

The VIP room at All Stars felt like a furnace. I wasn't scared. For the first time after all the engagement chaos, I felt a rush of pure, raw excitement. I was happy. My heart was thumping in my chest, not because of the danger, but because I was finally going to get a D** in my starving V**. I wanted to feel something powerful. I wanted a man to take control, and I wanted to use that moment to lock Sandy into this deal forever.

"He’s here," Sandy whispered. Her voice was shakin
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  • BOUND TO THE WRONG SISTER    75-The location

    [ SOFIA’S POV ]The VIP room at All Stars felt like a furnace. I wasn't scared. For the first time after all the engagement chaos, I felt a rush of pure, raw excitement. I was happy. My heart was thumping in my chest, not because of the danger, but because I was finally going to get a D** in my starving V**. I wanted to feel something powerful. I wanted a man to take control, and I wanted to use that moment to lock Sandy into this deal forever."He’s here," Sandy whispered. Her voice was shaking, but she was smiling.She turned on the camera. The little red light started blinking, watching us. I looked at the lens and felt a thrill go down my spine. This is going to be our secret. A weapon we can decide to use against each other.There was a firm knock on the door. Sandy opened it, and the man stepped inside. He wasn't wearing a suit. He was tall and muscular, wearing only a pair of loose black gym shorts that hung low on his hips. His chest was broad, covered in hard muscle that cau

  • BOUND TO THE WRONG SISTER    74-Sandy

    [ SOFIA’S POV ]I turned, my hand already hovering over the clutch where my gun lay hidden. Sitting there, legs crossed with an air of cold confidence, was Sandy.The air in the VIP suite suddenly felt thin. Sandy wasn’t just anyone; she was the daughter of the Morettis’ lead lawyer. She knew where the bodies were buried because her father was the one who made the legal paperwork disappear."This must be a trap," I snapped, my eyes darting to the corners of the room, looking for a camera, a wire, or a hidden Mira waiting to pounce. "What’s the meaning of this, Sandy? Since when do the Moretti lap dogs invite me for drinks?"Sandy didn't blink. She just tilted her head, a mocking glint in her eyes. "Don’t tell me you’re scared of the bitch, Sofia Russo.""I’m not scared of anyone," I hissed, stepping further into the room to mask my shaking hands. "I just want to know the game you’re playing."Sandy stood up slowly, her silk dress rustling in the quiet room. She walked toward me with t

  • BOUND TO THE WRONG SISTER    73-All star restaurant

    [ SOFIA’S POV ]The sunlight was stabbing at my eyes, but the ringing of my phone was what really woke me up. I groaned, reaching for the nightstand, my head still fuzzy from the cognac and the nightmare of Mira’s voice. I checked the screen. Esther."Hi girl," I said, my voice thick with sleep. I tried to sit up, rubbing my face."Girlfriend, check the news!" Esther’s voice was high-pitched, almost frantic. "Check what’s trending right now. Like, right this second!"The sleep vanished instantly. I jumped up on the bed, my heart racing so hard I could feel it in my throat. My first thought was the video. Has Mira done it? Had she finally decided to humiliate me and show the world that night with the four men?"Is it... is it about me?" I whispered, my hands shaking as I reached for my iPad."Just look, Sofia! It’s everywhere!"I logged into Instagram, my fingers fumbling over the screen. I expected to see my own shame staring back at me. Instead, my eyes went wide. My father’s face wa

  • BOUND TO THE WRONG SISTER    72-The assassins

    [ SOFIA’S POV ] I let out a shaky breath, forcing a tear to spill over. "They’re gone, Father. All of them." "Gone?" He slammed his glass onto the desk. "How? Mira Moretti is a girl! How did she take down thirty armed men?" "It wasn't just Mira," I lied, my voice dropping to a terrified whisper. "She was the bait. The moment we stepped inside, the lights went out. And then he stepped out of the shadows. Salvatore. He was there himself, Father. And Michael was with him." Father froze. The name Salvatore always made the room feel smaller. "Salvatore was at a distribution warehouse?" Father hissed, his grip tightening on the edge of the table. "He was waiting for us," I continued, gaining confidence in the lie. "He didn't even use guns at first. He and Michael... They moved like a beast. They mocked us. Salvatore told me to tell you that he’s tired of playing games with children. He said if you send me again, he won't let me leave." Father’s face turned a dark, ugly shade of red.

  • BOUND TO THE WRONG SISTER    71-Daughter of a bitch

    [ SOFIA’S POV ] My blood was boiling. I didn't care about the dead guard or the wasted steak. I cared about my name. Mira Moretti thought she could burn my father's property and get away with it? She had another thing coming. "Load the vans," I told the hitters. I wasn't wearing a sweater now. I was in a leather tactical jacket, my hair pulled back tight. "We’re going to their East Coast hub. I want every crate of their illegal tech and every bottle of their pride smashed to pieces." The drive was silent. The men were nervous, but I was steady. We pulled up to the Moretti warehouse, a massive grey building near the cliffs. It was too quiet. There were no guards at the gate. No dogs barking. Nothing. "It’s a ghost town," one of my men whispered, checking his rifle. "Maybe they heard we were coming and ran?" "Morettis don't run," I snapped, kicking the car door open. "They’re probably hiding inside like cowards. Move in!" We rushed to the main entrance. I didn't wait for the breac

  • BOUND TO THE WRONG SISTER    70-war of the underworld

    [ SALVATORE’S POV ] I sat behind my desk, but I wasn't really there. My mind was in that car with Iris, watching the miles grow between us. The silence in the office was loud, but Michael’s voice was louder. "What were you thinking when you let her go?" Michael asked, leaning back in his chair. He was watching me like I was a bomb about to go off. "Look at yourself. I can feel your anger from across the room. You’re vibrating with it." I didn't look at him. I just stared at the whiskey in my glass. Every time I thought about her crying on that bed, my chest felt like it was being crushed. "Send some men to the Russo’s warehouse," I said. My voice was a low growl that made the glass in my hand rattle. "The one at the docks. I want it burned to the ground. Leave nothing but ash." Michael leaned forward, a sharp grin spreading across his face. He liked the smell of smoke. "Should I lead the squad?" I looked at him for a long moment, my gaze cold. The silence stretched between us un

  • BOUND TO THE WRONG SISTER    34-Iris is mssing

    [ SALVATORE’S POV ]A notification on my phone stopped whatever fun the meeting was supposed to be. I hadn’t bothered to check my tablet since arriving at the company. Nothing on it ever required urgency. Only the girl on my tablet did.No one spoke. All their attention shifted to the sound of my p

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  • BOUND TO THE WRONG SISTER    28-The gallery’s of ghost

    [ IRIS’S POV ]I stood outside the sunroom—the room Salvatore had turned into his fortress. He had told me never to enter without him. He had told me the door was coded.But I spent years watching the world from the shadows, and I knew how to look for things people didn’t want found. I had watched

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  • BOUND TO THE WRONG SISTER    36-I need your blood

    [ IRIS’S POV ]I didn’t sleep.My body stayed folded into itself in the corner of the room, knees locked to my chest, arms wrapped tight like they were the only thing holding me together. The floor was cold. It bled through my clothes, numbing my thighs, my back, my fingers—but I didn’t move. Movin

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  • BOUND TO THE WRONG SISTER    39-The ride back home

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