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Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don ONE HUNDRED AND THREE
AnnaI see the signs for the hospital through the window. If I'm going to get a hold of anyone, I better do it now."Hey, Asya? It's me. Yeah, I'm fine..." I can't finish saying the word. Tears spill from my eyes and lodge a thick lump in my throat. "I'm not," I hiccup. "I'm... I'm... I'm in labor.""Breathe, malyshka." Asya's voice is so soothing in my ear. "Breathe deep; breathe slow. We're on our way."I don't have time to ask her about Viktor. Gerald whips the car up through the ramp to the Emergency Room entrance and leaps out, shouting and waving for the nurses to come help get me out of the car. Ivan pulls up behind us and yanks my door open.Someone pushes a wheelchair over to us. I'm hoisted in and wheeled inside, trying to keep up with the whirlwind of information Carrie is giving the attending nurse."Let's get you in a room." The nurse nods to her colleagues, who begin the check-in process at the desk. "You came at a good time. We should have a doctor taking a look at you
Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don ONE-HUNDRED AND TWO
Anna"Seriously, Momma Blair, I'm fine." I give Carrie a warm smile. "If I wear anything fluffier, I'm going to become a marshmallow."She sighs and helps me slip my feet into the ultra-plush slippers she bought for me as an early baby shower gift. "Are you sure? I can get you another blanket."I've just taken a shower and was greeted upon my emergence with a neatly folded pile of pajamas, a thick robe, these slippers, and a faux fur blanket to wrap around me. I know this is all supposed to help me calm down and feel safe, warm, and comfortable, but...It also kind of makes me feel like they've packaged me in bubble wrap."I'm fine, really. I think I just want to lay down.""After a glass of water." Carrie steers me toward her kitchen. "You sound parched. Have you been drinking enough water lately?"I want to say I have. I want to be able to say I've been taking perfectly good care of myself in the midst of Viktor shattering my heart. That I've been stretching and meditating and drink
Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don ONE-HUNDRED AND ONE
ViktorNik's grinning face is not exactly what I want to see. Solemn, yes. Pissed off, definitely.But grinning to the point of almost laughing? He can fuck right the hell off."Sorry," he says when he sees me glaring at him. He clears his throat and attempts to be more somber. "I just never thought I'd see you in a drunk tank."Rina side-eyes him but focuses on the updates she's brought me. "The lawyers are currently lobbying a slew of complaints and filings at the district court," she says as they both approach the bars of what is, unfortunately, the station's "drunk tank."I'm sure there are more private holdings somewhere in this building, but Smithson seems to have a personal bone to pick with me. I make a mental note to have someone look into that later on, after I'm released.Smithson made an enemy today."And?" I press. "Am I getting out?""Within twenty-four hours, yes. The team is working on shortening that up as much as possible.""How the fuck—" I take a deep breath to cen
Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don ONE-HUNDRED.
ViktorI tug against the chains for the hundredth time. "Is this really necessary?"The officer who's been staring at me blankly for a solid hour doesn't respond.Typical.I've been here for what feels like forever, though time has little meaning here. There are no windows in this room. The only way I know how long it's been is the Rolex on my wrist.On the one hand, it's only been three hours since they arrested me.On the other hand, it's been three fucking hours since they dragged me in here and chained me to the table.Finally—finally—the door opens and someone who looks like he's in charge comes swaggering in."Mr. Ivanov." The man pulls out a chair and sits across the table from me. "I'm Special Agent Aaron Smithson. Apologies for the wait." He frowns at the cuffs chafing my wrists. Then gestures at them with a glance to the officer still standing in the corner. "Seriously?"The officer sighs, then lumbers over to uncuff me."I'm assuming, Mr. Ivanov, that you're not going to lu
Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don NINETY-NINE
AnnaI don't know what else to do. I've tried everything.I've tried calling him. Texting him. Video chat. Email. I even googled "carrier pigeon."Viktor wants nothing more to do with me.Rina's been a listening ear, but she doesn't know what Viktor is doing or why he's ghosting me. Nik is the same; he even took me for a smoothie run just to help me get out of the house for a bit. Asya visits me every day to make sure I eat. I'm pretty sure if she didn't, I wouldn't be eating at all.Thursday was the final straw that broke the camel's back. I asked Dominik to drive me to the office, thinking that maybe it was time to face Viktor in person. We got there, he escorted me into the building, and we were stopped by security."Apologies, ma'am—you're not cleared for entry."My heart dropped into my stomach. "Are you sure? I'm Anna. Viktor's girlfriend." I rested a hand on my swollen womb just for good measure.The guard solemnly nodded. "I'm sure. I'm sorry, but we can't let you through."Ev
Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don NINETY-EIGHT
Viktor"What do you want me to do?""For starters, stop running. Stop hiding." She looks me over, disdain growing on her face. "Stop lying.""Lying?"I don't know what she's talking about... but something in my gut already stings at the accusation."You told Anna you'd be there for everything. For every moment. Through every hardship." She sighs and gives me that look again. "First sign of trouble, you tucked tail and ran."That painful feeling spreads. I think some people call this guilt. I despise it. "I didn't—""Yeah, you fucking did. Call it whatever you want; nothing changes what it is."I don't have anything to say in my own defense. I'm not sure there's anything that can be said to justify the fact that I'd rather sleep on a futon than next to the mother of my child. The woman I said I loved.The woman I swore I'd never leave.Irina shakes her head again and grabs her bag. It seems like there's something more she wants to say, but she decides against it and sees herself out o
Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don EIGHTY-NINE
ViktorI should be heading home. I texted Anna an hour ago to tell her I'd be there for dinner.But that was before Nik called with updates on Silas."Guess who's been having lunch with the senator?" He texted a few photos to me to answer his own question. "We have it on good authority that they're
Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don EIGHTY-EIGHT
Viktor"Viktor! What a pleasant surprise!" Mama beams at me and holds the door open wider. "Come on in!""I won't be long," I warn her."You will." She takes my jacket from me, hangs it up, and pats my arm. "I know why you're here. Arlo called me."Fucking Arlo."You two seem close," I remark.Mama
Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don EIGHTY-SEVEN
ViktorATTN: Viktor Ivanov, RE: Contract renewal URGENT URGENT URGENTI don't bother opening the email. All I have to see is who the sender is before I trash it like all the rest.Anna was not exaggerating: when Diana Cleary homes in on a target, she does not let up.It's been days since I fired he
Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don EIGHTY-SIX
AnnaThis is what I needed. Alcohol, too, but I can survive a few more weeks without it as long as my friends are here to help me escape in other ways. Like letting the music drown out all my intrusive thoughts.Someone's hands start rubbing my hips. They're not Viktor's. I turn around to tell him
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