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49. A bullet for her II
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Dirty Sexy Saint 50. Kidnapped
Jordan Miller~•~I was so fucking disoriented.My eyes fluttered open slowly, heavy from being unconscious, as I tried to make sense of my whereabouts.I was in a room and looking around, I realized it was dim and without windows. There were two doors in sight, one of which I was sure led outside the room. I sat up on the bed which I'd been laying on, wondering what the hell took place before my unconsciousness.Did Professor Mark drug me? Why the hell would he do that? What did he want from me? I knew he wanted me, but I didn't think it was in an obsessive way that he ended up kidnapping me for his sick satisfaction.Was anything I ever knew real? Has my life been a fucking joke from the very beginning?Slowly but surely, I flung my legs out of the bed and stood up. Well, I tried to stand up, but I ended up stumbling back on the bed. Whatever was injected in me must've still been in my system.What even was it?Making sure to be more careful this time, I stood up again, walking soft
Dirty Sexy Saint 51. Romano Luciano
Jordan Miller~•~"Well, since you asked nicely." He took a seat on the bed, making me move further up the bed. "My name is Romano Luciano."For the second time that day, I felt like crying. I had said this before, but I was going to say it again. I felt incredibly stupid. All these while, I thought I was the one using him when I was playing right into his trap.If he was a Luciano — the family who killed my parents, the ones who killed Alessandro's parents, the ones who I 'belonged' to — then he knew who I was from the very beginning. Did he start teaching in my school because of me? Or was that a complete coincidence? If it was, why did he change his name? Why did he answer Brian Mark instead of his real name, Romano Luciano? I couldn't even think about his last name without wincing. When I didn't say anything, he spoke again. "From that reaction, I'm assuming you've heard of me.""Heard of you?" I exclaimed. "I thought I knew you!""You did, Jordan. You do," he corrected softly.
Dirty Sexy Saint 52. Few years back
Alessandro Maurizio (FLASHBACK)"Alessandro!" I groaned in irritation as I heard Patrizio yell out my name a few seconds before he poked his head inside my room without knocking."Learn how to knock," I threw a pillow at him, which he dodged skillfully. I was kind of happy that I had extra company in the house (don't get me wrong, there were a lot of men in the house, but none of which were my age) but sometimes, he could be a serious pain in the ass.Pat rolled his eyes, not bothered. He was lucky I wasn't fond of using my gun — my padre had gotten it for me for my thirteenth birthday. "Sir said it's time for training."Another groan escaped my lips. None of us were exactly enthusiastic about training, but he never complained about it because he wanted to please my padre. He didn't want the fact that my father brought him in to be a waste. He didn't want to be a liability. He wanted to be an asset.That was a good idea on his part, but it usually made my padre compare us. Eventuall
Dirty Sexy Saint 53. Be okay
Jordan Miller~•~I'd always known my mouth would keep getting me in trouble because it was hard to control and it wasn't any different this time cause the words that exited my mouth made Vince stop in his tracks. "Fuck you."It seemed like Deja Vu with what happened with Alessandro some months ago. Vince sucked in a sharp breath, turned around in a swift move, and stalked towards me in long strides. "What the fuck did you just say?"I was caught between repeating what I said or just letting it go. I was certain Vince didn't care about me, but it seemed like Romano didn't want me hurt and wouldn't allow his brother to do so, which was why I settled on, "You heard what I said."As he raised his hand, I cowered, waiting for the hit, but it never came. When I opened my eyes, I saw that Romano had Vince's wrist in his hand. Vince glared at his brother. "Let go of my hand."Romano gritted his teeth in return. "You will not touch her. She's mine and you should respect that."I breathed a si
Dirty Sexy Saint 54. Gunfight
Alessandro Maurizio~•~I didn't regret killing Francesco Luciano; the eldest of the Luciano brothers.What I did regret was not doing it fast enough.Technically, it had been a combined effort, impulsive as well. As instructed by his father, Francesco had chosen my mother and he didn't waste any second in killing her. Someone had screamed; I didn't know if it was from me, my dad, or Patrizio, but the next thing that happened - which I could barely comprehend at this moment - was that I and Pat whipped out our guns simultaneously and shot at the same time, so technically, we didn't know who exactly killed Franc.All hell had broken loose after that.It had ended in a gunfight that killed my father and injured Mr. Luciano.Till today, I didn't know how I and Pat were able to survive that since we were greatly outnumbered, but we did. And that was why I worked very hard to build our family to the top, recruited and trained men both in Chicago and Italy, so nothing of that sort would re
Dirty Sexy Saint 55. Manhandle
Jordan Miller~•~Just like Romano had said before he left, a man came into the room, claiming to want to take me to my new room.He had hair, as long as Alessandro's — his own was blond though — and it was up in a man-bun, making visible the tattoo of a dagger on his neck. He had bright blue eyes and that was probably the one thing that made him less intimidating in my eyes, even though his gaze was really cold.I eyed him cautiously. I couldn't really trust any of them. I couldn't trust anyone, especially not the men in this house. If their don didn't like me and didn't fancy me being here, who's to say they did as well?They would probably hate my guts cause I was causing problems between the brothers who were in charge of their family. He rolled his eyes in annoyance. "I'm not here to hurt you, okay? I have better people I'd rather be hurting, so come with me, and let's get this over with."Goosebumps erupted on my skin. Was he talking about Alessandro and them? For the next few
Dirty Sexy Saint 56. The mole
Alessandro Maurizio~•~"Il giorno in cui ho portato Jordan al Castello Sforzesco di Milano, quando mi hanno sparato, hai parlato con qualcuno degli uomini qui a Chicago?" (The day I took Jordan out to the Castello Sforzesco back in Milan, when I got shot, did you talk to any of the men here in Chicago?)"Wow, ciao anche a te, capo," Lorenzo said sarcastically, but I wasn't in the mood to joke around. It had been a few days since the incident with the bomb and while a lot of us came out unscathed, we lost a few men. (Wow, hello to you too, boss.)I was angry at myself for not realizing sooner that it could have been a trap. If I had, we wouldn't have buried over ten men. I didn't like thinking too much about it and I knew if I didn't act fast, I was going to lose more men. All these while, I'd been trying to draw them out and wait for them to strike. Not anymore."Rispondi alla mia domanda, Enzo." (Answer my question, Enzo.)He must've sensed the seriousness in my voice because he im
Dirty Sexy Saint 57. A distraction
Alessandro Maurizio~•~I stared at Carlo. He stared at me.We were silent for a few seconds as we stared blankly at each other. I was about to speak, wanting to tell him to make it quick so I could get the problem over with when his eyes went wide and his mouth fell open."You think—" he stopped short, looking around to see if anyone was close by. No one was. "You think he ratted you out?"My tongue poked the inside of my cheek in annoyance. I took a fistful of his shirt again, bringing my face closer to his. "Carlo," I said slowly and watched him gulp, "I am this close to bashing your head against this wall if you don't tell me who prompted your phone call.""Chris!" He blurted out.My eyebrows furrowed in confusion at first. "Chris?""The guy who tripped Jordan and made her leave the first time. You shot him, remember?"It clicked immediately. I slowly let go of Carlo's shirt, stumbling back as I tried to remember why and when he joined our mafia."What the fuck is going on here?"
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