TIFFANY WESTNothing could ever prepare me for the sight before me. My trembling hands instantly wrapped around my waist as I successfully managed to peel my eyes from Francis to Lorenzo. His dark, ice-blue eyes were still fixed on Francis. His expression was keen and attentive to him like he was conducting an interesting experiment.“What lies did you feed them, you traitorous whore,” Francis coughed, more blood spilling from his mouth.At his words, Savio shoved his bloody knife behind Francis' back, making him cry out in pain.Lorenzo bent over and rammed his fist into his throat to silence him. “You won't address her, you won't even look at her unless she gives you permission you disgusting child fucker,”The cold, dark, deep timbre of Lorenzo's voice caused goosebumps to form on my skin, and as his eyes shifted to mine, I almost flinched at the darkness swirling beneath them.“He's going to pay for his sins, principessa. I'm going to dish out his judgment for everything he's done
LORENZO RUSSOScreams and sounds of gunshots filled the air. I rolled my shoulders as sweat mixed with the blood of my enemies dripped down my back. With everything else I had to deal with, the Bratva was getting on my nerves. Alessandra's father and the fucking Russian capo would finally soon be getting what's coming to them. It had been a long since we had to deal with Bratva problems, in the recent past, the Triad had been the one doing the most, but ever since things fell out with the Cosa Nostra and the Bratva when Alessandra's fucking cousin, Bale decided he was brave enough to pull a fucking gun to Elena Duval’s head, Dimitri had lost it and drilled three bullets into his head.Alessandra was fucking lucky she was still alive considering she had tried to end Elena's life on many attempts.I lifted my gun, drilling my bullet into the last motherfucker Russian that had infiltrated my territory, hiding out in the old Amalfi restaurant that once belonged to the Russians in the fif
LORENZO RUSSO“Quit acting like an idiot, Savio. Sometimes I see just where Dario gets his stubborn streak from,” I brushed my face with my palm speaking in Italian. “How are things going with Frizz?” I asked, listening to Savio and my gaze coasted over the bed to Tiffany.Her wild red hair sprawled on the pillows, and her smooth, perfect body twisted beneath the sheets. She slept naked on her stomach, her expression was soft and peaceful. “Are you even listening?” Savio's voice brought my attention back to him.“You know what,” I sighed, almost in frustration. “I've had a long week. Let me know if you have other useful information for me on frizz,”“Don't tell me you're cutting the call to go fuck your wife,” There was a breath of amusement woven in his voice.“Savio—” It was a warning.“Fuck, I never thought I'd see the day you'd be so whipped,”“I'm hanging up—”“Does she know her little plan to leave you as soon as we're done with Viktor's situation is never happening?”No. She d
TIFFANY WEST“Have you heard anything from them?” I shut down Lorenzo's laptop I have been borrowing for weeks now, my gaze leveling on Stefano.Lorenzo, Ronan, and the others had been gone for hours, while Dario had left for school, leaving just Stefano and me in this huge mansion.He peered down on his screen briefly before shaking his head. “No,”I stood up from the sofa, stalking over to the window. I'd spent the last hours reading about the sudden disappearance of women all around Vegas. The kidnappings had been random; there was nothing connecting any victim to the other, and Lorenzo was right; this was a sex trafficking case. The man Savio was working undercover for, Frizz, was currently under investigation by the bureau. A year ago, he was arrested for sex trafficking, but surprisingly, he was released the next day. It was obvious he had the backing of powerful people. And that scared me deeply, I really did hope Frizz didn't have her.I pulled out my phone to send a text to L
This was a man who killed for fun, yet here I was, and I didn't even know why. It couldn't be because of the insane feeling that kept growing in my chest. It couldn't be because I loved him.Fuck. I had never loved any man in my life aside from my dad. And even if I ever did, I was almost sure it wouldn't be a man like Lorenzo Russo. It shouldn't be. Loving a man like him was trouble because I didn't belong in his world, and I didn't belong by his side. Yet here I was going against my own thoughts.Before Lorenzo could get a glimpse of the confusion that lay behind my eyes, I took my fighting stance and swung my fists into action, aiming for his stomach. But unfortunately, he moved quick enough to evade my blows, gripping my hand, and pushing me against the wall. His body pressed up against mine and I fought the urge to moan from the pleasure just being pressed up against him was creating.“If you've changed your mind and decided to kill me for real this time, then I apologize in adva
LORENZO RUSSOMy muscles relaxed only when the speedboat came to a halt and I safely tucked my gun back in my holster. We had just arrived at one of my mini resorts on Montenegro Island. It was the safest option until we found Leona and put an end to Frizz and whoever he was working for.I watched as Dario and my men alighted from the boat, stalking towards the house. I picked up the suitcase Tiffany had brought along, helping her out of the boat. All through the flight she had been awfully quiet. I wasn't sure exactly what was going on in her mind. Fuck, I wasn't even sure what was going on in mine.I was on the edge and was slowly losing it with Leona's kidnapping. I couldn't even imagine what she could be going through right now or what I’d done if it were Tiffany instead. The thought alone sent an inferno burning in me.I placed a hand on her arm, ignoring the stare she was pinning me with as I guided her into the house. I wasn't sure if I had made the right call bringing her here
LORENZO RUSSO“I’ll offer you safe delivery routes for your drugs through my territory. You lose more than half of your deliveries because either my men or Famiglia soldiers intercept them. Truce means you won't have to worry about it anymore. You can double your profits, and focus on the MCs,”“And all you want in return is to stay out of your fight with my consigliere?” Davano sounded suspicious.“You’re close with Camo Sanderi, aren't you?” I asked.“I am. He isn't one to look for trouble. Sanderi controls Montenegro and owns half of Greece. Why?” Davano asked.“Because I need him to utilize his peace-loving nature and turn a blind eye to my fight in Montenegro,” The last thing I needed was an open war with Camo Sanderi soldiers. He had never breached my territory and I had never breached his. And I'd like it to stay that way.“I'll contact Sanderi,” He paused. “And my niece?”“Dimitri will have his Famiglia soldiers drop her off in her house, unharmed. And if for whatever reason s
TIFFANY WESTHe held my gaze, working his charm like he always did while I paced back and forth in my head like I'd done throughout today, planning out exactly what I would say. Because I knew if I didn't have a strong argument, he'd win like he always did. But I couldn't let that happen tonight. For the sake of my sanity and my heart. I couldn't.My mind and my heart were in a complete mess. I didn't know what to do. After our moment in the training room, I knew without a doubt Lorenzo Russo had somehow managed to work his way not only into my panties but into my mind and heart, and I soon realized there was no way to get him out. This was the only way. I had to put up some kind of barrier between us until I figured out what I wanted.I wanted him. My heart wanted him. I didn't just want everything he could give, selfishly, I wanted all of him. But my mind knew the truth. My mind couldn't just accept that Lorenzo Russo was a Made Man. He wasn't like the others I had dated, he was the
ELENA DUVAL“Align your sights,” Dimitri instructed once again, his hands on my bare shoulders and his hot breath burning my skin. He was close. Dangerously too close.I could feel every part of his body against mine, burning through my skin.I swallowed hard, trying to pull all my focus to the paper target ahead of me.I fired another shot and yet again it landed anywhere else but on the paper target. I have been at this for some time now after Dimitri had me dissemble and assemble the gun several times until I could do it in my fucking sleep.“Breathe, Elena. You aren't focusing. Something's distracting you, what is it?” You.I wanted to say it so badly, but the words got stuck somewhere in my throat.“Nothing's distracting me,” I responded, tightening my hold on the gun and adjusting my finger.I fired another failed shot.“Alright. Take a five Elena,” He took the gun from my hand, and I lowered the protective headphones covering my ears.The sun was already up, its warmth seepin
Immediately, I jerked on the bed with my heart in my throat as I reached for the lamp on the bedside table.I flipped it on, and quickly its light illuminated the whole room, and my gaze fell on the figure leaning against the bed.“Jesus! Dimitri, you almost gave me a heart attack. What on earth are you doing here?” I placed a hand on my chest, leaning against the headrest.“Exactly what I would like to know, Elena, what the fuck are you doing here?” His voice was harsh and cold with a smooth blend of anger.“Sleeping, obviously,” I bit out with rage of my own.He didn't move a muscle nor an inch from where he stood. “Don't use that damn tone on me, this isn't where you sleep—”“You don't get to decide that —”“Trust me, Elena, I get to decide that and many more. You're going to be sleeping—”I cut him off. “In your bedroom? Sorry, I thought the workers made some mistake because obviously, you don't expect me to sleep in the same bed where you've fucked many of your whores to the poin
ELENA DUVALThe touch had been innocent. Dimitri's hands were braced beside me on the countertop, grazing my own, yet the warmth that flooded me felt like the letting of sunlight into a dusty dark room.The deep drawl that accompanied every word of his ran down my spine as he stood behind me, his body trapping mine against the island with his hand on my waist, his touch making me feel all the things I shouldn't. But now, as I watched him and his whore through the glass of the kitchen window, all I felt was a murderous rage.“Elena, been looking for you,” I heard James' voice before I felt his presence behind me.Without removing my eyes from the seemingly lovely couple heading towards the building opposite the penthouse, I tilted my head slightly to James. “Who's she?”“Alessandra Udinov,” He said, slipping into one of the chairs.I sent James a lazy stare, rolling my eyes. “I know that much. I mean who's she really? She's almost everywhere,”An annoying smile played on both sides of
DIMITRI CASTELLOWarm liquid of red splatter around, as the gunshot echoed in the air. A dull thunk sounded as the chair went sideways and the bloody bastard hit the ground, dead.I shifted the end of the barrel to the other bloody idiot confined to the chair. Rage and Impatience leaking off me. Rage because these damned bastards were ruining a perfectly good day for me and Impatience because we'd been interrogating these fucking cunts for the last fifteen minutes and still I hadn't gotten a word from them.Two days ago, I'd returned abruptly from my business trip because of the update I had received regarding the traitor Ricky, Elena's previous bodyguard who had been with her and responsible for her accident. He had suddenly vanished after the accident and had managed to remain hidden until a few days ago when my men found him, unfortunately, dead.From the state of his lifeless body, he had been dead for a few days. Murdered by whoever he had been working for.I sighed, clenching my
ELENA DUVAL“But he did agree to help me out,” I told Tiffany and heard her squeal but I didn't tell her the details. I trusted Tiffany, but for her sake, I didn't think it was necessary to pull her deeper into any of this. She was doing way too much for me already.“I'm coming over now,” I told her.“I'm not home. I'm out working,” She said and I told her about my sudden trip with Dimitri and I'd be away for some weeks.We chatted for a while before disconnecting. By seven, Chris was already parked outside the mansion waiting for me and once we had settled in, he drove to the airport.I found Dimitri waiting for me there near one of his private Jets. Even in the darkness, he was still a sight to behold. He wasn't in his suit from this morning, instead, he was in black jeans, a v-neck tee shirt, and a leather jacket. I was sure there wasn't a single piece of clothing that he didn't look good in.He was on a call, but his gaze coasted over to me as I approached him, and my single suitc
His gaze swept through me, making me consciously aware of the workout pants and sports bra I was wearing. He passed a couple of feet away to the fridge taking out a bottle of water.I stood there, watching him. His brandy-colored hair was mussed, brushing his collar, and I grew warm remembering I had my hand around it just last night.As if sensing my stare, he flicked his eyes towards me, raising a questioning brow.I swallowed. “Hungry?” I asked as the timer of the stove went off and I pulled out the casserole.“I'm good, I have a breakfast meeting,” He said, striding closer to me. Now I could feel the tingles that erupted as his presence brushed me.He leaned against the counter, arms crossed and the attention of his stare on me. “There's a phone on my desk, it's yours. It has my number in it already so don't call me with random numbers,’’I don't know why, but something took flight in my stomach. It was sweet and warm.“Thanks,” My response was quiet as I filled my plate and heavi
ELENA DUVALImmediately I got my hands working. I opened the first aid box and started disinfecting the wound and slowly dressing it.I looked up at him once I had successfully bandaged the wounded area and had trashed the tissues but I remained trapped between his legs.I took out a cotton wool ball, leaning forward, and slowly my hand reached for the small cut a few inches from his black thick brow. I took a deep breath, ignoring the heat of his stare that had never for once blinked away.I inhaled again, my breath becoming ragged with each inhale. The air itself was him and our closeness was not doing me any good. I gasped lightly as a spark rocked through me as I lifted my hand to his neck. It was wild, sending aftershocks through my body. My eyes lifted to meet his. The black of his eyes had pooled into the gray ones, leaving them utterly dark.The ache in my stomach blossomed and filled every available space in my body. I could feel the heat of his gaze on me everywhere, and he
ELENA DUVAL Dimitri's eyes hardened as my hand gripped the hard muscles of his sides and the other went up to cover my mouth as I felt the instant urge to throw up.“Fuck!” I could hear the irritation that stained his voice, and in one swift pull, he had me against his body, pulling me to the right and through the door that held a female sign pinned to it.My wobbly legs moved hastily on my heels, and I collapsed against one of the toilets, throwing up everything in my stomach.I groaned in relief as soon as I was done, somehow I felt lighter and a little less drunk. I flushed the toilet, moving to the sink, when I froze at the sight of Dimitri, leaning against the wall inside the female restroom. I thought he had left, or maybe waited outside like any normal male would.The sight of him was a punch of fire to the stomach. Some kind of visceral, animal reaction to the mere attractiveness of the man.“Are you done staring?” His voice, this time, dripped with his usual anger.I rolled
“What do you have in mind?” I had asked but she didn't respond to my question not even when we went back to her place to dress up and soon we were walking into one of New York's biggest and most talked about clubs. Club Sapphire.“So this was your big plan all along?” I asked as we were led to the VIP lounge. As expected Tiffany was a regular here.“Yup, what other way to get your man home?” She half yelled over the loud music.“Right. What better way than to get myself drunk and dance the night away,” I said with a fake smile.“See, now you get it—”“I was being sarcastic, Tiff,” I voiced as we made our way to the bar.She laughed. “I know. But seriously trust me on this your Mr Castello will come fetch you once he finds out you are here. So just loosen up and have some fun. I mean when was the last time you came to one of these?”I sighed, relaxing. She was right. It felt like it was another lifetime I was in a place like this.“Hey lovelies, what can I get you?” The barman asked as