LOGINOthers sat staring blankly at the floor, their small bodies bruised, thin, and drained of all life. They were being harvested. Kept alive in glass boxes like spare parts for my father's sick, profitable machine. A broken, breathless sob tore from my chest. My hands slapped against the cold glass of
A hospital without patients. A hospital without humanity. I looked around slowly, “What the fuck is this?” One of the guards walked ahead and opened a door, “Inside.” It was a small office with a desk, two chairs, a filing cabinet, a computer and a single fluorescent light buzzing above my head.
"That's not what I asked." Leone swore under his breath, then he turned toward me. I stepped back immediately, "What?" "Hold still." "Why?" "Because if the Capones put a tracker on you—" "Then you should've thought about that before dragging me onto a fucking island." He grabbed my shoulder.
"And I would gladly do that." He stepped closer, "We have other families waiting for us to fall. Other gangs. Other men who have been waiting years for an opening." He pointed toward the darkness beyond the marina. "We lose this operation, we lose the money that keeps our territory protected. We
“How fucking convenient,” I spat, “Blame all of this on me again, just like you always do.” He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, like I was the one making his life difficult. “I'm not blaming you.” He lowered his hand. “I just need time. I need to buy enough time to get control of this Co
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ The car hadn't even come to a full stop before the door beside me opened. Cold air rushed into the back seat. I barely had time to lift my head before Leone reached inside and grabbed my arm. "Move." I planted my feet against the floor, "No." His fingers tightened around my uppe
"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
Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ I leaned against the cold brick wall of the mansion, my arms crossed, watching the show. Our soldiers were busy dragging in the trash, fifty men, all bound at the wrists, their faces covered in bruises and tears. They were lined up like cattle ready for the slaughter. This was th


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