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Don't Touch the Mafia Princess Chapter 10
Three years later.Wall Street, New York.I was lounging in Alexander's office, calling luxury brands to send over their newest runway pieces so I could take my pick."Nia, can't you find something real to do?"Alexander finished signing a document, loosened his tie, and came over, looking thoroughly unimpressed."Ethan's the most feared man on Wall Street now, and you spend every day here mooching off me. Does that seem right to you?"I put down my tablet and crossed my legs without a trace of guilt."My husband's out there crushing it in business, and I'm in charge of spending your money. Everybody's doing their job."Alexander laughed in sheer exasperation and gave up on me.A little over six months after that night, Ethan came out of the grueling program a different person.He'd fully overcome his PTSD and taken over a small venture capital arm of the Sterling family.Within a few months, he'd ruthlessly swallowed up three long-established conglomerates.Now the moguls who used to
Don't Touch the Mafia Princess Chapter 9
I pulled back a little and looked him in the eye."Where's this coming from?"Ethan lowered his eyes, his thick lashes casting shadows on his pale cheeks."I didn't protect you, so they..."He meant Isabella and that scumbag Julian.His voice was heavy with guilt and frustration.The safe, sheltered world he'd prided himself on had crumbled the moment he faced real violence.My heart ached. I took his face in both hands and made him look at me."Ethan, listen to me. You did great."You took the hits for me. Right up until you went into shock, you never let go of my hand."To me, you're the bravest knight in the world."But Ethan stubbornly shook his head."Not enough. Not even close."He lifted his eyes. A fierce, almost obsessive fire I'd never seen before burned in his gray-blue gaze."I want to be strong."Like Damian. Like Alexander."I want to grind anyone who hurts you under my heel."He looked so fiercely determined that I couldn't help tearing up."Okay. My Ethan's going to be
Don't Touch the Mafia Princess Chapter 8
The Vitale family's top private hospital in Manhattan.In the sterile ICU suite on the top floor, the only sound was the steady beep of the heart monitor.I eased the door open, afraid to disturb the quiet.Ethan was propped up in the hospital bed, deathly pale, but his breathing had finally evened out.They'd replaced his implanted defibrillator with the latest model, and blood had seeped through the thick bandages.At the sound, he turned his head with effort.His gray-blue eyes had been unfocused for years because of his PTSD.But the moment they found me, it was as if someone had lit a spark in them."Nia..."His voice was faint and very hoarse.Fighting back tears, I hurried to his bedside and pressed his cool hand to my cheek."I'm here."I buried my face in his palm, feeling the warmth of him, alive and real, and my voice caught."I'm sorry, Ethan. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have dragged you to that stupid gala just for fun..."If I hadn't ditched our bodyguards for a little
Don't Touch the Mafia Princess Chapter 7
News of the Larue family's fall spread like wildfire.Overnight, the richest family in the state had become despised outcasts, buried under ten billion dollars in debt.The FBI arrested Isabella's father that very night on suspicion of money laundering and multiple counts of financial fraud.Isabella and Julian faced a different fate.Damian's men dumped them in an abandoned cold storage warehouse in the most remote part of Brooklyn.I didn't go back to Manhattan with the others.I had business of my own to take care of.The rusty warehouse reeked of mildew and motor oil.Isabella was tied to a battered iron chair with thick rope.Her once-perfect hair was a tangled mess. There was nothing left of the billionaire heiress.Julian was curled up in a stinking corner like a dead dog."Well, if it isn't the great Isabella Larue."I stood over her in my heels, looking down."Didn't you say that in Las Vegas, anyone's life had a price tag?"So what are you going to pay for yours?"Isabella's
Don't Touch the Mafia Princess Chapter 6
A woman in gold-rimmed glasses stepped out of the shadows.She walked up and slammed a thick stack of legal papers into Isabella's face."Victoria Sterling."She pushed up her glasses and looked at Isabella as if she were already dead."Chief prosecutor. And your next nightmare.""Sterling... Vitale..."Isabella's legs gave out, and she slid to the floor.Four of the most powerful people in New York.The mob, finance, the law, medicine. They owned it all.She'd thought I was just bragging, that it was all lies.And yet here they were, all four of them, showing up in person to stand behind two "good-for-nothings"!"Impossible... it's fake!"She shook her head wildly, her face twisted."She's just a cheap tramp! She seduced my husband!"I don't care how big a deal your families are. You still have to answer to the law!"Smack!Victoria raised her hand and slapped Isabella so hard she went flying and slammed onto the floor."The law?"Victoria looked down at her with disgust."One, Nia's
Don't Touch the Mafia Princess Chapter 5
The light was blinding.Four tall figures stepped out of the glare like gods.Leading them was my oldest brother, Damian.The uncrowned king of New York's underworld.His eyes swept over my swollen cheeks and torn-up hands before landing on Ethan in the broken glass and ice water.His face went dark with murderous rage, and his voice turned to ice."Well, isn't this a nice surprise."He snapped his fingers, and several of his men in black appeared like ghosts.Crack! Crack!The sound of breaking bone set my teeth on edge.Damian's men snapped the arms of the two bodyguards holding me down. The guards squealed like pigs.Free again, I scrambled toward Ethan."Evelyn! Save him! Hurry, save him!"Evelyn came running in her white coat, a silver emergency kit in hand."Nia, move!"She ripped open Ethan's soaked shirt, revealing the overheated monitor patch on his chest."The cold and the electric shock shorted out the device and threw him into V-fib!"She pressed the electrode pads to his s
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