تسجيل الدخولPRESENT DAYI didn’t understand what Samson wanted me to do. No one could do what he wanted to do. The Irish mafia didn’t know who he was and I didn’t have that kind of pull within my father’s organization.Sure I was his daughter, but I was still a woman. There were ranks to think about. My father had an advisor, an enforcer, several lieutenants and more. None of those men respected me or saw me as anything more than a child.There was no chance in hell anyone would let him take over. Unless he planned to use all the dirty secrets we had on the members of the Irish mafia to take over which was against the principles of our organizations.The Sovereign Justice was supposed to be used to seek revenge against people in power and get justice for those who had been wrong as well as taking down people who didn’t deserve to be in power.No one was supposed to use our resources for personal reasons. Samson asked me to trust him but my confidence in him was slowly waning.“Where the fuck have
PRESENT DAYMaeve was sulking in the garden while smoking a packet of cigarettes. I had never seen her smoke like that before. She also had a bottle of wine and a glass to go with it. It was late, and she was barefoot and still in funeral clothes.She must have sensed me approaching. “I actually thought the man loved me. How stupid could I possibly be? I thought I was special to him–the exception. But he treated me the same way he treated your mother–like shit. I’m so dumb.”She started laughing at herself. “I almost changed the man’s diapers. I was ready to do it all. I was ready to love him regardless of the infidelity. I took care of him while he was sick. I clothed him, bathed him, fed him, and where was that whore? She was enjoying his fucking money.” She let out a loud scream and threw her glass to the ground until it shattered into pieces. She reminded me why I would never leave my fate at the hands of a man. Not only were they liars and cheaters, but they seemed to genuinel
ELEVEN MONTHS AGOTo say Samson was mad was an understatement. Thank goodness I had covered up the bruises all over my body from sex with the stranger. I didn’t want him to know anything about my personal life. Leah should have kept her fucking mouth shut because she was way too invested in telling Samson every small little fucking thing I did. I shouldn't have trusted her. I should have known she would run to Samson. “What did Leah tell you?” I asked him as I poured him a drink.He grabbed the drink from my hands and threw it against the wall, the glass shattering into small pieces. Before I could tell him to calm down, his hands were suddenly around my neck, and he was strangling the life out of me. “You dumb fucking bitch. I have fucking worked hard all these fucking years so that I can finally get revenge. I will not let your sick fantasies spoil all of this for me.”I clawed my nails on his hands to get him to let me go, but it was like he was another person. His eyes were blan
The day of the funeral was a blur. There was a service in a private part of the cemetery. Connor was not religious, but for some reason, there was a priest sending him off to the other side. The bastard was probably going to burn in hell. Not even the priest or the Bible were enough to get Connor into heaven. With all the sins he had committed, he was probably already in hell even before he was buried. I was at the very first line in a long black bondage dress and a black trench coat on top. It was drizzling a little, and Nico was holding an umbrella over me. He was in a black suit and a black trench coat as well. To my left was Serena in dark clothing as well, and next to her was Nero. Enzo was standing on the other side of Nico, and Maeve was next to her. The mood was somber, but I knew no one actually said Connor was dead.He had a lot of enemies, including his wife. Speaking of Maeve, I wondered if she knew she was about to be replaced by Becky, his assistant. If she didn’t kno
PRESENT DAYSerena was like a helicopter parent. She was hovering over me trying to make sure I was okay. She even sulked with me in bed in silence. I liked her company. There was something oddly comforting about having her around.I felt guilty for ever manipulating her because she didn’t deserve it but Samson taught me that you would step on people’s toes who supported you through everything.That was how Serena was with me. She supported me through anything. She almost missed her show in Milan to be with me and it was fashion week—arguably the most important event in fashion for a fashion designer. “You’re alive,” Maeve said when I finally came out of my room on my third day in Dublin. I hadn’t left since I went in after we landed.Nico brought me meals and drinks and made sure I was well taken care of. Serena kept me company and Enzo hovered with her as she did so. He silently listened to our conversations and pretended we weren’t there. Maeve looked terrible. It was the first t
ELEVEN MONTHS AGOI was left shaken and confused once again. This time, I couldn’t ignore the glaring fact that someone had infiltrated my space and fucked me better than I had ever imagined in all my fantasies.When I finally came to my senses, I rushed to my bedroom, grabbed a robe and wore it. I rushed to my patio with a knife in hand trying to see if he was there. But there was no one there and there was no other way out of the building.I was on the top floor. Unless he jumped, he had to have disappeared into thin air. This is when I started to question my feelings and most of all, question reality. I started to think for a second that the man was not real and he was only in my imagination. But when I went to the bathroom, it was glaringly obvious that the stranger was real. It wasn’t just because his earthy scent was still lingering on my skin or the fact that I could still hear him whisper into my ear.It was because of the obvious handprint around my neck. It was the first ti




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