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Saints and Rominas
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Indebted to the Mafia King Saints and Rominas
*Angelo*The sting in my arm is distracting as Dice and I walk back through the tunnel that leads to the main house. I don’t think it did permanent damage. However, I can’t move my left arm too much without feeling like I’m about to vomit or pass out.Our boots echo in this enclosed space, and my breathing is coming out in sharp exhales as I struggle to keep my shoulder from swinging.“All good there, man?” Dice asks over his shoulder, a few feet ahead of me, leading the way back to chaos.“Yeah,” I grunt in response.My right arm is stretched in front of me, the gun firmly in my hand. My injured arm is glued to my torso, bloodied knife still in hand. Just in case. We reach the main house again and carefully step inside the room, studying our surroundings to guarantee no one is lurking around, waiting for us.The place seems empty, so Dice and I head to the hallway.I’m desperate to get to the other wing of the mansion. Whether Tatiana went there by herself or was taken—which I doubt
Indebted to the Mafia King Coward
*Tatiana*The hatred in Oleg’s gaze cuts through me, his nostrils flaring as he rubs his hands over his face, and it’s enough to make my stomach lurch. But I don’t regret a single thing I said to him. I’d do it all again if I knew I’d hit a nerve. He can look all untouchable and arrogant if he wants, but even monsters have a weakness. Oleg’s ego is his.He’s always thought he was superior to everyone else. That he got where he is today because of his skills and talent. But the truth is that he is where he is because he’s evil. He never cared about anyone or anything, as long as he could achieve his goals. If he had to step over people, kill them to get them out of his way, he wouldn’t even hesitate.He deserves what’s coming to him.It’s a shame I won’t be here to witness it, but Angelo will get revenge for Luca, and that’s enough for me.“You stupid bitch,” Oleg hisses through gritted teeth, his jaw tense as he stares down at me.I brace myself for another hit, or maybe even a shot,
Indebted to the Mafia King Face to Face with a Monster
Tatiana Fear and anger consume me as I turn to look at the face of the guy who murdered my parents. Twice.Oleg’s icy blue eyes pierce through my soul and keep me rooted to the floor. He’s not making a single move, the grin on his face widening into an evil smile as he sizes me up and down.“You’d make a hell of a wife to my son if you weren’t so stupid,” he carries on, still not moving. My mind is working a million miles per hour to figure out what to do. Running is not an option. But attacking Oleg while one of his goons is watching me like a guard dog would be a reckless move, and I don’t have the luxury of making another one. My gun is aimed at him anyway, just in case he decides to pull something cute. I wouldn’t be able to fight the two of them, but I’d bring at least one down with me. It’s not an option to leave Oleg off the hook, so I change my target and aim my pistol at his chest.“I’d rather be buried alive than marry him,” I snarl through gritted teeth. I hold his gaze,
Indebted to the Mafia King Maze
AngeloOne second.That’s all it takes to lose sight of Tatiana.One second she’s right behind me—then gunfire erupts, men come charging out of a room, and just like that, she’s gone.A surge of dread hits me the moment I realize she’s no longer at my side, but there’s no time to panic. If I stop now, I’ll end up with a bullet—or several—lodged in my chest.Dice and I press against the wall, ducking as bullets scream past us. Rominas pour out of the room, weapons raised—but somehow, we’re faster.One. Two. Three. Four.My shots hit their marks, and four bodies hit the ground before I even register how many there were to begin with. Dice handles another group of three, but we don’t have time to think about our next moves when footsteps on the stairs tell us that more men are coming. I don’t need to wait and see if they are ours or not. “We need to get out of this hallway. We’re easy targets here,” Dice snarls at me, already heading toward the door. I follow him, even though my entire
Indebted to the Mafia King The Devil's Lair
Tatiana All I can hear as I follow Angelo and the others are our muffled footsteps on the forest floor and the relentless pounding of my heartbeat. I’m already out of breath—even though we’re not running—because the bulletproof vest Angelo made me wear is dragging me down like a weight.I’ve already drawn my pistol and cocked it, holding it steady in front of me, arms extended and ready for whatever’s ahead. Adrenaline floods my system, sharpening my vision, heightening every sound, every shift in the shadows.I expected guards—men stationed outside like before, guarding the gates and the main house like when I was kept here. But there’s no one. Where the hell is everyone? Are they inside, waiting for us?Angelo was certain they weren’t expecting us tonight. So what’s going on?As if answering my thoughts, he signals us to keep moving. We trail him to the back of the house. The plan is to enter through the kitchen and then split into teams to deal with anyone in our path.My team is
Indebted to the Mafia King Promises
AngeloThe files and blueprints that Lev had left for Tatiana turned out to be far more invaluable than any of us could have anticipated. Thanks to his meticulous planning, we managed to track several of Oleg's and the Romina family's businesses, as well as uncover key bank accounts that Guskov had mentioned during our last conversation. If it weren’t for Lev’s foresight, we would have been blind, groping in the dark, still searching for threads to pull. But now, we have the tools we need to make our move.Speaking of Guskov, after Tatiana and I had returned to the safehouse, I made the call. Tony needed to come in for a meeting. I wasn’t going to make any major decisions without his input, and I knew he’d appreciate having a hand in plotting the next steps. He showed up about an hour later, and the three of us gathered around the table, all of us tense, but ready.Even Tatiana joined the meeting, which—while expected—wasn’t something I had been eager for. I knew she was going to want
Indebted to the Mafia King Calm Before the Storm
Tatiana “You’re killing me, Angelo,” I whisper, my voice breathless as I squirm beneath him, trying to find the perfect angle, the perfect moment. The heat radiating from his body pressed against mine, but it’s not enough. I want more. I need more.Angelo’s lips curl into a grin, a wicked expression that makes my pulse quicken. He’s fully aware of the effect he has on me—always has been. His hands slip under me to grab my legs, shifting me until I’m lying back against the couch, my head sinking into the cushion.“This couch seems a bit small for both of us, don’t you think?” I ask, the playful tone in my voice belying the tension simmering underneath. I struggle with his shirt, trying to peel it off, but my hands are trembling too much.He glances around, his gaze flicking over to the bedroom door behind us. “Come here,” he commands, his voice low, dark.Before I can even process it, he’s standing, lifting me in his arms with an effortless strength that leaves me breathless. I wrap m
Indebted to the Mafia King Evidence and Allies
Tatiana I stare at the screen, my brow furrowing as I try to make sense of the name. Guskov. It feels familiar, but I can't quite place it. I’m sure I’ve heard it before, maybe from Lev. But there’s something unsettling about the whole situation.“Do you know him?” Angelo’s voice cuts through the quiet, his tone curious but not without a hint of concern.I shake my head slightly, feeling the weight of the unknown pressing down on me. “His name rings a bell. I think Lev mentioned him once or twice, but I don’t really know him. Not personally, at least.”I begin scrolling through the messages, each one more concerned than the last. The words seem to echo with a sense of urgency, a beckoning for contact. ‘Lev, did you arrive?’‘Man, where are you?’‘Fuck… Oleg knows about Tatiana.’‘Tatiana?’‘Are you okay? Please call me when you get this message.’‘Where are you?’Angelo leans forward, eyes scanning the screen over my shoulder. “Looks like he’s been trying to get in touch with you fo
Indebted to the Mafia King The Apartment
Tatiana I wake before the sun rises, my body still tense from a night of restless sleep. I’d tossed and turned for hours, unable to shake the vivid flashes of the ambush from my mind. Twice, I jolted awake, breathless, and each time Angelo pulled me into his arms, holding me tightly until I drifted off again.It’s frustrating—infuriating, really—to realize how fragile I still am when it comes to facing my trauma. Last night, all I wanted was to toughen up, to stop being so affected by memories I can’t change. But how can I do that when the slightest trigger robs me of sleep and floods me with nightmares?Angelo tells me I’m being too hard on myself, but I can’t pretend it doesn’t eat at me. I was not raised to be weak. When I finally drag myself out of bed and into the shower, he’s still asleep, probably exhausted from being woken up repeatedly. I let the warm water run over me, careful not to soak my bandage. For a few quiet minutes, I let myself relax—though it feels selfish to do
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