LOGINRaphael didn't even look up, "I smiled last Tuesday." Adriano blinked, "You scheduled it?" "It happened." "When?" "Killian ripped Vincenzo's watch off his wrist, tried to chew on it, decided it wasn't edible, then launched it across the room," the corner of his mouth lifted ever so slightly, "It
INSPECTED. CLEARED. The Capone guards had gone through every single thing inside before allowing it anywhere near me. If there had been a phone. It would've been taken. If there had been a tracking device. It would've disappeared. If there had been anything dangerous. I never would've seen this bo
Her fingers reached for my hand. They barely brushed my sleeve before I stepped back. She froze, "I'm sorry," her voice cracked, "I'm really—" "No." I shook my head once, "No." She stared at me, her hand still hanging between us. "This..." I motioned quietly between the two of us, "This is what
"Done." Just one word, no bargaining, no conditions. He didn't even ask questions. "I'll see to it personally. They'll be safe. You have my word." I could hear people laughing somewhere behind me. Children were shouting over a game. It sounded so normal that it almost felt unreal. "When I do th
Capone soldiers were everywhere. No one would get anywhere near the family. It was impossible. I stayed a few steps behind everyone else. They had gotten used to me wandering off. As long as I stayed inside the secured building, nobody seemed worried. My eyes wandered across the lobby until they
I nodded slowly, "They never locked you back in the cell?" "No," he looked between all of us, "Then he started asking about Gianna." My attention sharpened. "What exactly did he ask?" Vincenzo spoke for the first time. Ciro looked toward him immediately, "He wanted to know whether she was safe.
"You're even hotter than they said." "Please!" I sobbed, my face half-buried in the leaves, "Please, let me go! I didn't know... I didn't agree to this!" I tried to crawl forward, my fingers clawing at the mud, but he just laughed. It was a dark, mean sound. He grabbed the back of my black top and
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ "We’re moving in with Salvatore," Mom said. She said it while pouring juice, like she was just talking about the weather. I froze, my fork hovering halfway to my mouth. I didn't say anything at first, I just stared at her, the heat rising in my face until my skin felt tight. "No,
Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ "Five minutes are up," I whispered, flicking the safety off my bow, "The Void is open. Happy fucking hunting, gentlemen." With a surge of adrenaline, the men vanished into the trees, disappearing into the blackness I controlled. I stayed on the terrace for a moment, watching the
“Shit—!” I gasped. I grabbed a handful of tissues from his desk and leaned over him without thinking. I started dabbing at his lap, my hands moving fast and frantic. I was pressing the tissues against his thighs, trying to soak up the heat before it burned him, my mind screaming with panic. “I’m







