LOGIN"I don't want you, I want my dad..." I whispered. He exhaled slowly and rubbed both hands over his face before letting them fall, "Then you're leaving me with no choice. If you're determined to see Giovanni, I'm going to tell Vincenzo. I'm going to tell Raphael too. Everything. Everything your fat
My breathing became uneven. My pen snapped. The top half rolled across the desk. The bottom half stayed clenched in my fist. I looked down at the ink spreading over my fingers. It took me several seconds to realize my hand was shaking. Salvatore stayed quiet after the pen snapped. He didn't reach
"I said things, I shouldn't have. I told you that you'd have to leave because I was angry. I was grieving. I wasn't thinking like myself. I never meant you weren't family." Family. The word sounded strange. "I made Hazel a promise. I promised her I'd look after both of her girls." My fingers tig
I looked down at the lipstick stain again, "It appears someone disagrees." He pinched the bridge of his nose, "For the love of God... Do you have any idea how insane that girl is?" I raised an eyebrow. "We don't even talk," he held up the envelope, "She talks, I leave. She follows, I leave faster
I glanced over my shoulder. Luca stood several feet away, watching us without interrupting. His expression gave nothing away. I looked back at Giovanni, "You'll have the opportunity to earn her trust. You won't have the opportunity to abuse it." Giovanni let out a slow breath, "You've already dec
Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ I stood at the far end of the loading floor, hands resting behind my back as I watched my men complete the final security sweep. Every entrance had been covered, every rooftop had a sniper, every camera was live. Every radio channel had been tested twice. No one entered this bui
She reached for the floor, but I was faster. I reached out and clamped my hand around her waist, and I yanked her back toward the center of the bed, making her stumble against the pillows. "No," I told her, I sat up, looming over her until she was pinned between my arms, "You’re not going anywhere
"I am trying to help you!" "I don't want your help!" she shrieked, her voice breaking, reaching a pitch that made my blood cold, "I don't want your pity scripts or your genius brain looking at me like I’m a broken toy! You want to know the pattern, Raphael? You want the real problem?" She surged f
She didn't just stop, she recoiled. She looked over her shoulder, "What are you doing here, Raphael?" I didn't answer right away. I let my gaze sweep over her, taking in the way her blouse was still slightly wrinkled from my hands, the way she looked ready to bolt. I jerked my chin toward the black
"I’m teaching you the Silvio Special," Silvio whispered, throwing an arm around my shoulder like we were best friends heading to a movie instead of a girl trying to escape a house full of mobsters, "If you want to sneak out of this mansion undetected, you don't go over the walls. You go under the ra







