FAZER LOGINWhen her father’s gambling debt skyrockets beyond repayment, Zack De Santis the city’s most feared mafia king makes one demand: Emma. No negotiation. No refusal. Zack doesn’t ask; he takes. And no one says no to him. No one! Cold, calculating, and lethally possessive, Zack has one unbreakable rule: never fall in love. Emma is meant to be payment, a possession, nothing more. But Emma isn’t the docile prize he expected. Defiant and sharp-witted despite her fears, she meets his ice with fire, chipping away his carefully built walls around a heart long frozen by betrayal and violence. As their forced arrangement ignites into something dangerously addictive, a rival family closes in, hungry for Zack’s throne and ready to use Emma as the perfect leverage to break him. Now Zack faces the choice he swore he’d never make. To either keep his heart locked away and let the rules stand, or unleash every ounce of his ruthless power to protect the woman who has become his obsession, his weakness, his everything.
Ver mais[Emma] I was only a few inches from getting the box while the door was only a push from pulling open and revealing whoever was by it. If it was Zack, there was every chance that he would notice the box, and take it. I made a swift decision. In one quick, calculative movement, I reached for the box, and hid it underneath my dress just as the door swung open. I quickly straightened up to get rid of every suspicion while a lady stepped into the room. Relief washed over me seeing that it wasn't Zack who had come in. I faced her, ready to strike a friendly conversation with her. A part of me wanted to push past her, and shut the door which she had left slightly opened, and hold her tightly in a hug. I didn't realize how much I needed one until I saw her. So far, today had been nothing but hell, and until right now, I haven't had time to process all of it. But I noticed that she wouldn't meet my eyes, or even show reception with her body language, so I looked away from her. My eye
[Emma]My heart didn't stop thumping hard against my chest even after the monster let go of my ass and stepped inside the room. I was beginning to get a clear understanding of what he might want with me. The very thought caused my whole body to quiver, and made me sick in the stomach.I didn't step into the room after him, not when I had begun to question my entire existence, and thinking of the worst. What had just happened wasn't leaving my head in a hurry or ever.I stood by the door with my heart thumping still. My legs were numb now, and so was every part of my body. But my mind wouldn't stop racing as different thoughts went through it. Maybe I should head back to my room, and damn the consequences.But I didn't dare move an inch. My numb feet wouldn't move even if I dared. Going back to my room without Zack's permission was suicidal, and as awful as I felt, it was the last thing I would think of. I couldn't go in either, I had no idea what awaited me there. Maybe staying by th
[Zack]I had Emma in mind when I sat on the deck and played poker with Micah for the first time. I had her in mind when I made him play with me every Friday, and when I raised the stakes everytime we played, knowing well that I would win, and he would owe me.I had Emma in mind while Micah's debt piled up, way more than he could ever pay. I had her in mind when I shot William, instilling fear on the others, but mostly on Micah. I have had her in my mind since I could remember, and now, she's not just in my mind anymore, she's now in my house.But I couldn't come up with an answer to the question that kept echoing and re-echoing in my head, or even get the thought out of my head. What now?I had my men go to Micah's house way before they were expected, not just because I wanted to show my authority, but because I couldn't get the thought of Emma's arrival off my mind, or the thought that her father could run away with her. But she had arrived at my mansion, still dressed in her nighti
[Emma]For a long time, I was tongue-tied. I couldn't think, I couldn't focus, I couldn't get the image of the letter from my head. When my tongue was released eventually, only incoherent mumbles escaped my quivering lips.“No no no no, it was right here. It should be right here.”I did not stop turning the nighties over even though it was obvious that the letter was not there, and I did not stop hoping to see it either. I held the clothes to my face, and buried my face in them. Even though I had reasons to doubt the trueness of the letter, I needed it with me still. Who knows what was contained in the part of the letter I didn't get to read, or what it would help me to find out about my mother.But now it was gone, and I couldn't help but feel bad. I felt like I let my mother down by failing to keep the letter safe. I got up, and headed for the bedroom where I had taken off the clothes. It must have fallen off somewhere in the bedroom.I didn't check for long before I realized that












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