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Mafia Marriage of Convenience 41
Guilty on all counts."Santiago’s hand tightened around my fingers as the foreman’s voice cut through the heavy silence of the Miami Federal Courthouse. This was the bloodbath the papers promised. The Don of the Cruz family, Eduardo Cruz, wasn't some untouchable king anymore. He was just a dying old man in a tailored suit. Throughout the trial, he tried to pin the hit on Camila, calling him a rogue soldier, a twisted mistake. The jury didn't buy the senile act. They handed him a sentence that, for a man with one foot in the grave, was a one-way ticket to a pine box."It’s over, Lanka," Santiago rasped.The chaos outside the Rivera Manhattan Residence was just as loud, but inside, the air had finally cleared. Four months had passed since our son was born. Santiago was a different man with him. No more cold orders or distant stares. He handled the late-night feeds, the diaper changes, the quiet moments when the world felt like it wasn't made of bullets and betrayal."We’re calling him R
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"You’re shaking, Lanka. Sit."Santiago’s hand was firm on my shoulder, guiding me toward the leather settee. I collapsed into the cushions, my eyes glued to the digital file on the screen. I scanned the birth certificates and the baptismal records until the ink blurred. It looked authentic. My mind raced, dragging up jagged fragments of the past. My father’s late-night binges after Mom passed. He’d howl at the ceiling, screaming that they stole his life. I assumed he meant her. What if he meant the son Eduardo snatched?And the cash. God, the cash. He’d get fired from some shipyard job, we’d be days away from an eviction notice, and then he’d vanish for an hour and return with a briefcase full of dirty hundreds. "Grandfather’s debt," he’d call it. I thought it was a pity handout. Now I knew it was the price of a brother."Is there more?" My voice was a ghost of itself. "Maybe there was a complication. A death at the clinic.""Daniel pulled your brother's medical history." Santiago sat
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"Tell me you’re lying, Daniel."Santiago didn’t turn around. He stood by the desk, his good arm braced against the edge. The air in the office was cold, heavy with the scent of gun oil. I stood by the settee, my heart hammer-drilling into my ribs. The walk in the park had been too quiet. I’d come back expecting the usual silence, the video games, the tension. Instead, I found a crime scene of a conversation.Daniel Brooks didn't flinch. He never does. He just adjusted his shoulder holster and looked at Santiago like a priest giving a final confession. "The money trail is clean, but the mouth isn't. I've got a soldier in a dark room who says otherwise."Santiago finally turned. His face was a mask of cold granite. He looked at me, and I felt the heat of the bullet wound on his shoulder as if it were my own. When he collapsed on that sidewalk in Milan, I felt my world stop. I loved him. I’d spent months running from it, but seeing his blood on the stone had killed the lie. I loved a man
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"You're late," Lanka muttered.I cut the meeting short because this mattered more. "I don't waste time."He gave a sharp nod, like he’d mapped out every one of my habits. He saw through the Rivera mask better than my own blood. There was a strange weight to that. A comfort I shouldn't have felt.We hit the clinic exactly on the hour. I stood in the corner, a silent shadow, while he stripped into that paper thin hospital gown. When the doctor started spreading that cold gel over his stomach, my hand found his. Pure reflex. I hated the man, but the life inside him was the only thing that made sense anymore."Let’s see what we’re dealing with," the tech said, sliding the wand across Lanka's skin. "Good. Heartbeat is strong. Everything looks clean."We both stared at the monitor. Lanka’s fingers dug into my palm. Hard."Want the reveal?"Neither of us breathed. We just nodded."Look right there." She tapped the screen. "It’s a boy. You’ve got a son."Lanka’s eyes welled up. His grip turne
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"Expect him to be a killer, not a saint."The car was a tomb on the ride back to the Rivera Manhattan Residence. Santiago gripped the wheel until his knuckles went white. A father. He was going to be a father. The concept hadn't been real until the doctor tossed that plastic box on the bed. Now, it was a physical weight in his chest. He wanted this. He wanted a son to inherit the Rivera throne, but someone who wouldn't have to bleed as early as he did. He’d be different from his own old man. He’d provide the loyalty he never felt. He finally understood the look in Gabriel’s eyes when he looked at Mateo Jr.But the mother? Lanka was a parasite. A grifter who’d replaced Camila in his bed and in the marriage contract. He was a complication wrapped in a beautiful, lying shell. The hit on the Cruz family—the legal hit, at least—would have to wait. The divorce papers were trash now. He’d keep the man around until the heir was safe and a better influence could be found. But was living with h
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"The mattress is too soft."I woke up in a room that smelled of expensive wax and old blood. A guest wing in the Rivera Manhattan Residence. The bed was a trap, a plush sinking pit that made my head throb as the world stopped spinning. It came back in flashes. The baby shower. Valentina’s forced smiles. Then the floor rushing up and Santiago’s chest hitting my cheek.Santiago was a shadow in the corner. He stood the second my eyes cleared, crossing the distance in two predatory strides. His hand was a heavy weight on my shoulder, shoving me back into the silk pillows."Stay down. Valentina called the family's medic. He’s outside.""I don't need a vet. How long?""Thirty minutes of dead silence.""I'm fine." I pushed against his hand. The room tilted, a sickening whirl of white and gold, but I forced myself upright."You look like you've been dug up, Lanka." Santiago’s face was a mask of jagged lines. He looked ten years older than he did at breakfast."I told you. I'm fine.""Do you m
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"So the rumors weren't just smoke."Santiago didn't flinch. He just tightened his stance. "The tabloids are written by people who want to be us. Don't believe everything you read in the gutter.""And yet you use that same gutter to judge me. It’s a hell of a double standard, Rivera." I tilted my ch
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"He’s playing with us."Santiago Rivera didn’t look up from the leather holster he was thumbing. The weight of the Rivera Manhattan Residence felt heavy today. Silence in the halls was never good."The old man is dying, Santiago. He’s allowed to be erratic." Daniel Brooks stood by the window, watch
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"Grab the charcoal." Diego Rivera didn't look at the samples; he looked at the space where the wall met the ceiling. "Santiago hates anything that looks like a museum. He wants a fortress that feels like a tomb."I nearly dropped the heavy book of Italian textures. Since I’d been traded to the Rive
Mafia Marriage of Convenience CHAPTER 6
"Sign the papers and end this." Gabriel Torres dropped his gold-plated controller onto the velvet cushion as the screen screamed Wasted. I’d put a bullet in his digital avatar for the fourth time in a row. He was sweating. Usually, Rafael was the only one in the family who could actually push me in
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