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Chapter 31
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Claimed By The Five Mafia Brothers Chapter 92
ARIA POVWe didn't go back to Velvet at 11 AM.Luca looked at his phone at 10:30 and his whole face changed, Not angry. Cold. That Moretti cold he gets when it's business."Monroe. 1 PM. My dad wants us there," he said.I knew Velvet, I knew Grand because Luca took me once to impress me with the lake view. I knew Tower because Isabella lives there in glass and steel, I had never heard of Monroe."What is Monroe?" I asked.He zipped his jacket. "Where we actually count money, Velvet is what people see when they want dinner. Grand is what they see when they want to impress a girl. Monroe is what we see when we want to stay alive."Tony didn't take the normal alley route. We went downtown, past Tower. Isabella's Tower is tall and shines. Monroe is low brick, four stories, no sign, no name, no windows on the first floor. Private door in the back with two men who don't wear uniforms and don't smile. No cameras pointed at it.House rule, but for business.Inside at 11:05, it didn't smell li
Claimed By The Five Mafia Brothers Chapter 91
ARIA POVTony pulled out at 7:10 AM.Up into Chicago, gray-blue morning, lake rough and white at the edges, wind rattling the windows of the car. The kind of cold that gets into your boots.I curled into Luca, His shirt smelled like my room. Like heater and soup and him."Where are we going?" I asked.He looked out the window, arm tight around me."Not Velvet, Velvet opens at 11. Not Tower. Tower private elevator still yours but we don't need to be there till 6:14 tonight for Mom dinner."He looked at Tony in the mirror."Where you want to go?" Tony asked from the front, the way he always asks, eyes in the mirror, not turning.Luca looked at me. "You choose, No board. No 9 AM meeting. No cameras. Thirty days to pay 4.2 million but today we already did 8 AM and Today we are free till 11.""Lake," I said. "Just lake. I haven't been since before Dad."Tony nodded, Turned left toward the lake, not toward Velvet.Chicago at 7:20 AM is cold and awake. Street lights still on, buses hissing,
Claimed By The Five Mafia Brothers Chapter 90
ARIA POVI woke up in the brothers' house and forgot where I was for one second.Yellow hallway light, It stays on all night. House rule. Not Tower white, not Velvet gold. Just yellow, humming, safe.My room. Not the living room, not the floor, not Tower. My room down the hall, Door closed most of the way. Heater humming, not spoons, not stove.I was on my right side, my hand under the pillow, hair stuck to my cheek. Same way I sleep when I'm safe. Same way I slept at Tower when Luca found my cold feet at 2 AM.My blanket was tangled around my knees, Luca jacket over me like an extra blanket. My mug on the dresser. The boots Marco left for me months ago by the door.Luca was next to me.White shirt untucked, sleeves pushed up, tie gone since yesterday afternoon in the boardroom. Mouth a little open, Sleeping in my bed. He didn't fit. Not because the bed is small my room is normal now, real bed, real dresser, real closet. he doesn't fit because he's Luca. Shoulders too broad, legs too
Claimed By The Five Mafia Brothers Chapter 89
LUCA POV No one touched the water. I noticed that after. Ten glass bottles, all sweating, none open. Aria noticed everything else, Her dad's name on top. My dad reading it with shaking hands. Caruso trying to be calm. Victoria in white trying to hold a phone up like it was a Vita podium. And me holding Aria's hand under the table so tight my palm went sweaty, My palm never sweats. Not during meetings, not during serious cases. But it did when she stood up. She stood up. In Nico's jacket that was too big, boots Marco left, hoodie under. She didn't look like board. She looked like my aria cooking in the kitchen at 6am, And she said, "I'm not staff today. I'm Aria Wells." I have known Aria for months. I have heard her whisper at 2am in Tower when she thought I was asleep, I have heard her laugh when Dante burned his hand and said extra hot. I have heard her quiet when she talked about Thomas Wells who died One year, She thought her dad made a mistake for a year. I have never h
Claimed By The Five Mafia Brothers Chapter 88
ARIA POVNo one touched the water.Four papers on the dark wood table. Caruso's three on the bottom, my dad's name on top. THOMAS WELLS - ARSON, CONTRACTOR NEGLIGENCE. Stamped.It had only been one year, One year since the warehouse. One year since Mom gave me the plastic folder with his badge and said faulty heater, winter, Chicago, no foul play. One year since I'd been alone with three hundred dollars and fourteen days till eviction.I told Isabella that story at 2am in Tower when she found me crying with soup. My dad was careless, I said. Now paper said he wasn't. He was killed by Caruso.Caruso stared at it like it was a bill. "Where did you get this contractor?"Isabella's hands were still on my shoulders. Warm."He works for Vale Tower maintenance now," she said. "He was scared for one year. He wasn't scared this morning at eight am when my lawyers knocked. He signed. Said he saved eighty thousand for you on wiring.""You think one paper covers $4.2 million?" Caruso said fast."
Claimed By The Five Mafia Brothers Chapter 87
ARIA POVBoard at nine. Private elevator. No lobby.I had never been to Moretti Grand's board room. I'd been to the sixth floor a hundred times. Lounge, spa, master bedroom, ice machine that never stopped, the hallway that smelled like Victoria's perfume for three months while I was downstairs at Velvet, then at the house, then at the Tower. But never the ninth floor. That floor was fathers only.The back elevator had no music. Just a low hum and the numbers lighting up slow. Tony drove one SUV, Vale woman driver the other. Two cars, both warm, same as last night. House rule.Luca held my hand the whole ride up, His palm was sweaty. Luca's palms are never sweaty. Not during a full Velvet service when tickets don't stop printing and Marco is yelling fire and Enzo is expediting and Dante is burning his hand on a pan and Nico is trying to fix the heater with a fork. Never."You okay?" he whispered as the elevator doors closed.I nodded because I couldn't talk, I was in Nico's jacket agai
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