LOGINLeone laughed once, but there was no humor in it. “He even fucking texted her that he loved her.” I stared at the floor, and a tear slipped down my cheek. He had come here alone. He had walked onto this island knowing exactly what kind of place it was, knowing what Giovanni was capable of, knowin
Despite the weakness crawling through my body, something cold flickered in my chest. One Capone? So he really was alone? No. Absolutely fucking not. I refused to believe Raphael had walked onto this island by himself, knowing exactly what waited for him. He wouldn't be that reckless. He'd hav
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ I came back to myself slowly, first came the sound. A low electrical hum, then the alarm. Then voices, distant and angry, crashing into one another somewhere beyond the glass. My eyes opened. White light stabbed straight into them. I tried to move and immediately regretted it. Ev
“He's in the ceiling!” “Shoot the fucking vents!” They opened fire, rounds ripped through the metal around me. I flattened myself against the duct floor as bullets tore through the grille behind me. The sound was deafening inside the narrow passage. Then the old metal gave way. Part of the c
I shot him twice in both eyes and let him fall to the floor. I stepped over him and kept moving. The radio crackled, “He's in the storage wing.” “Which room?” “Doesn't matter. Lock the entire section.” I looked up and there was the camera. I smiled into it. I pulled the access card from the
I stepped through the doorway and looked down at them. Four guards were left. Now there were two. The corridor ahead split into four paths. I checked the tracker. Gianna's signal pulsed beneath the eastern wing. I turned right and a door opened ahead. I stopped. A guard walked through. He di
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
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ I was back at the Rose Garden, which was basically a fancy way of saying a place where girls got dressed up to be arm candy for guys with too much money. "I’m telling you, Mama D, they aren’t humans," I groaned, throwing my head back so hard my ponytail nearly hit the floor. "The
Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ Gold-digging whores. I didn’t even have to look at them to know that’s exactly what they were. The smell of desperation always clung to women like them, no matter how much expensive perfume they sprayed on their wrists to hide it. Hazel Kinsley. She was the widow of some patheti







