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Contracted to My Fiance’s Mafia Don 106
Elara Visiting David in prison was not something I had ever imagined myself doing again, but I could not think of any other person who might understand exactly what was at stake for our family. He sat across from me in the visitation room, looking thinner and more worn down than I remembered, his eyes carrying a hollow weight that spoke of everything he had lost since his last arrest. "Elara," he said, clearly surprised to see me sitting across the table. "I didn't expect a visit from you." "David, I need your help with something important." "My help? That's an interesting request coming from you, of all people." "The Commission wants Alexander to kill you," I said, watching his reaction closely. David laughed at that, a hollow and bitter sound that carried no real humor behind it. "Of course they do. They want him to prove his loyalty by spilling his own blood, in the most literal sense possible." "Yes, exactly that." "And you came all this way to warn me about it?" "I came
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Alexander Killing someone was the only way to finally close this chapter of our lives. The Commission wanted proof of my loyalty, proof that I remained a legitimate Don despite everything I had done to walk away from that title. They wanted proof that I still belonged among them, and the only proof they were willing to accept came in the form of blood spilled on their terms. "Who do they want you to kill?" Elara asked, her voice tight with worry. "I don't know yet," I admitted. "The Commission hasn't given me a name. They said they would contact me once they had decided." "Alexander, this is insane." "I am not going to do it, Elara. Whatever name they give me, I refuse to follow through with this." "Then what exactly are you planning to do instead?" "I am not going to kill anyone simply because the Commission demands it," I said. "I refuse to become their puppet after everything we fought to leave behind." "Then what will you do, Alexander?" I looked at her, trying to sound
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Elara Returning to Las Vegas felt like stepping into two different worlds at once. The city itself looked exactly the way I remembered it, the same neon lights stretching across the skyline, the same familiar streets we had once called home. And yet something about the entire experience felt foreign to me now, as though I were observing my old life from behind glass rather than actually living it again. The city had not changed at all in our absence. We had changed completely. We drove straight to the mansion once we arrived, and stepping through those front doors again brought back a flood of memories I had not expected to feel so strongly. The house stood empty and cold, the silence pressing down on us in a way it never had when Alexander's men filled these halls with constant activity. I walked slowly through the familiar hallways with my hand wrapped tightly around his. "I can't believe we're actually standing here again," I said. "Neither can I, honestly," he admitted, his
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Alexander I did not tell her the full truth right away. I could not find the words to explain what I had done, even though every part of what happened had been necessary. I had killed five men that night, and the violence had been brutal in a way I had hoped my family would never have to face again after leaving Las Vegas behind. I cleaned myself up before returning to the hospital, changing out of the bloodstained shirt and washing away everything that might have given the truth away too quickly. I wanted to walk into that room and reassure her that everything had been handled, without forcing her to carry the weight of exactly how it had been handled. "Elara," I said, stepping into the room. "I'm back." "Alexander, what happened out there?" "I handled it," I said, keeping my voice as steady as I could manage. "Handled what, exactly?" "The threat against us. It's over now." She studied my face for a long moment, and I could see her working through something in her mind befor
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Elara Waking up in a hospital bed was not something I had expected to experience again in this new life we had tried so hard to build. The bright overhead lights hurt my eyes at first, and it took several seconds before I understood where I was and why my body ached in so many unfamiliar places. Alexander sat in a chair beside my bed, bandages wrapped around his forearm and a bruise darkening the side of his face, his eyes closed as he slept for what looked like the first time in days. "Alexander," I whispered, reaching out to touch his hand. He stirred immediately, his eyes opening with the sharp alertness of a man who had spent years training himself never to sleep too deeply. "Elara. Are you okay?" "I'm fine," I said, though my body suggested otherwise. "Are you hurt badly?" "I'm fine as well. Nothing that won't heal." "Where are the children? Are they safe?" "They're safe," he said, his voice steadying as he spoke. "I managed to get them out of the car before it fully crash
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Alexander The messages began again without warning, arriving on a phone number I did not recognize and could not trace back to anyone I had ever known. *"You can't escape."* *"The past is coming for you."* *"You killed my father."* I did not recognize the voice behind the messages, and I did not recognize the number sending them, but something about the pattern felt familiar in a way I could not immediately place. I was certain it was connected to the Commission somehow, though I needed proof before I acted on that instinct. I confronted Francesca directly the following morning, catching her alone in the kitchen before she had the chance to disappear for the day. "What do you know about the messages?" I asked. "What messages are you referring to?" "Someone is sending threats. To me, and possibly to Elara as well. I want to know if you have any involvement in this." Francesca offered a slow smile that told me nothing useful about what she actually knew. "I don't know anything
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ALEXANDER The club was quiet. That was the only reason I tolerated The Sanctum. It wasn't like the chaotic gambling floors of my casinos or the loud, desperate energy of the Strip. It was dark, smelled of leather and people knew better than to speak to me. I sat in the private suite, swirling a g
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ELARAThe notification sound on my phone usually meant a sale on my website or an email from my agency. It was a soft ping, harmless and routine. I didn't hate the sound. In fact, I lived for it. It meant money in the bank, and money meant my parents didn’t have to sell their house in Ohio.But t
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Alexander The room was dark. I knelt on the floor with my hands tied behind my back. My chest was soaked — not from the bullet wound this time, but from the beating Vincent's men had given me the moment I walked through the gate. ‘No weapons. No backup.’ ‘Just me, on my knees, bleeding twice ov
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ALEXANDER David stood there with a smug grin that made my blood simmer as he looked at Elara like she was a new car he had just bought with my money. He had no idea that the woman standing next to him had already been claimed. Not by a ring, but by the memory of my hands on her skin. I kept my
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