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Owned By The Don: Dark Mafia Romance The Vault's Shadow 1
*POV: Dominic*Vincent didn’t speak.Engine hum. Rain on tinted glass. 8th Street to Blackwood Tower. Fifteen minutes if traffic was dead. It was dead.Aliyah sat in the middle. Rosie on her right, head against the window. Blood drying on Aliyah’s shirt from Rosie’s hug. My fault. All of it.My hand still hurt from taking Aliyah’s. Cold. Scar matched hers. I hadn’t let go until Vincent opened the door.“Vincent,” I said. “Status.”His eyes met mine in the rearview. Scar on his neck pulled tight.“South entrance is rubble,” he said. “North parking garage still stands. Forty takes service elevator. Power’s rerouted. Leo’s been squatting.”“Men?”“Twelve on thermal. Roof. Lobby. Forty.”Sirens, distant. Vincent’s ear twitched. “PD’s on 30th. Response time says ten minutes.”Rosie coughed. Wet. “Dom. I can’t do forty floors. Not with this lung.”“You’re not.” I looked at Aliyah. “She’s not.”Aliyah’s jaw set. “Yes, I am. USB’s up there. You said it. Judges. Cops. My name’s on it. I’m not
Owned By The Don: Dark Mafia Romance The Vault part 2
*POV: Aliyah*Interrogation room 3 smelled like coffee and old paper.Detective Marx sat across from me. Fifties. Tired eyes. Notepad full. He’d told me his name two hours ago. Right after he read me my rights and I said I didn’t have a lawyer. Didn’t think I’d ever need one.“Run it again, Miss Rhodes.”I did. Fourth time.“He said ‘Should’ve let him bleed out.’ Then I recorded. Then the Ledger alert came. Then we went to vault. Box was empty. He got cuffed. Second man ran.”“USB,” Marx said. “You see one?”“No. Box was empty when Rosie opened it.”Marx tapped his pen. “Bank footage says different. 9:11am. Second man removes a device from 2147. Before you enter.”My stomach dropped.Leo emptied it. Then let us in.Bait.“Why?” I said.“You tell me. You and Rosie Blackwood are the ones Directive 9.2 is hunting.”Rosie. They knew her name.The door opened.Dominic Blackwood.Blood on his shirt. Face pale. Stitches at his hairline. But standing.Chair.My breath caught.Alive.Relief hi
Owned By The Don: Dark Mafia Romance The Vault
*POV: Dominic Blackwood*The security feed was grainy.Black and white. No audio.First Bank of Metro. Vault. 9:14am. Eight minutes ago.I watched it from a burner laptop. Back room of the clinic on 8th. Stitches in my side burning. Ribs wrapped so tight I couldn’t breathe deep.Aliyah threw the empty box. Metal hit the first man’s face. Blood.Good.Rosie kicked the gun. Checked his pulse. Alive.My sister.My blood.Leo kept her clean until she tried to separate me and Aliyah. Then he put a target on her too.I rewound.9:11am. Timestamp. Second man, back to camera. Reaches into Box 2147.Pulls something. Small. Rectangular.USB.He pockets it. Shuts the box. Steps back.He was out before Keller hit the emergency seal. PD report said he slipped past the guard when the vault opened. First man took the fall.Bait.Leo let them in to confirm we were hunting. And to confirm I was alive.My phone buzzed. Ledger notification. My statement hit.UPDATE: CHAIR STATEMENT: “THEY KILLED ANTONIO
Owned By The Don: Dark Mafia Romance First Bank
*POV: Aliyah* The marble was cold.I pressed my hand against it anyway. Left palm. Scar from the trash chute still red. It helped me think. Pain did that. First Bank of Metro. Corner of 5th and King. 9:03am. Forty-seven hours since Blackwood Tower burned. Rosie sat next to me in the lobby. White. Lung graze from the street. Every breath cost her. But she wouldn’t stay in the car. “EMT ethics,” she’d said. “Don’t leave your patient.” I was her patient. The bank manager hadn’t stopped smiling. Mr. Keller. Silver hair. Tie pin shaped like a dollar sign. “Miss Rhodes,” he said. “Again, without the key, I cannot—” “Box 2147,” I said. “Arthur Blackwood. Deceased. I’m press. _Metro Ledger_. Intern, city desk. There’s a public interest exception for deceased estate records.” I slid my intern badge across the desk. Real. Lamination peeling. Keller didn’t touch it. “Bank policy, Miss Rhodes. Key or court order. Even for _Ledger_.” I knew. Professor Harris used First Bank in Corpora
Owned By The Don: Dark Mafia Romance Inferno Part 2
*POV: Dominic Blackwood* The scaffolding didn’t move.For ten seconds, I thought it would. Metal groaned. Bolts screamed. Rain hit my face and mixed with blood. I couldn’t feel my left arm. Dislocated from the fall. Stomach burned. Alley wound, 10:15pm. Torn open again. Antonio lay three feet from me. His gas mask was cracked. Right lens. Spiderweb. He was breathing. Shallow. “Antonio,” I said. He didn’t answer. Above us, the 22nd floor burned. Black smoke poured out the hole we made. The fire had taken the whole corner. My floor. Chair’s floor. Sirens were louder. Fire trucks on the street. Twenty-two stories down. Ladders didn’t go this high. “Antonio,” I said again. Louder. He moved. Hand to his mask. “Chair.” “Status.” “Mask’s compromised. Filter’s cracked. Smell smoke.” He coughed. “Ribs. Leg. I’m upright.” Upright meant alive. I looked at the building. Blackwood Tower. Same tower Aliyah and Rosie went down. Different face. North scaffolding. They took east fire esc
Owned By The Don: Dark Mafia Romance Inferno Part 1
*POV: Dominic Blackwood* The ceiling came down.Not all at once. Plaster first. Dust. Then a support beam. It hit the kitchen island and the marble cracked like a bone. Smoke filled the stairwell door. Black. Thick. I couldn’t see Antonio. Couldn’t see the guns. “Antonio,” I said. No answer. Gunfire answered for him. Three shots. From the stairwell. Leo’s men pushing in. I moved. Left. Toward the living room. Toward the windows. Toward twenty-two stories of air. The heat hit me first. Then the sound. Fire alarms screaming. Sprinklers dead. Leo cut them. Directive 9.2. _Vent the floor._ He wasn’t bluffing. I stayed low. The air was cleaner near the carpet. Barely. My shirt was soaked with blood and sweat. The stab wound from the alley pulled. The new ones from the stairwell burned. “Dominic Blackwood,” Leo’s voice said. From the ceiling speakers. Same ones he used on Aliyah. “I know you’re listening.” I kept moving. “You sent them down the fire escape,” Leo said. “Smart. I
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