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Family Dinners
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Running From The Mafia CEO Jenna Carr / Maya Serrano
Maya “Antonio,” I say, pulling his name through my teeth. When he glances over his shoulder and flashes a bright, easy smile my way, my stomach revolts so violently that I almost turn around and leave.The coffee shop is warm and polished, with gold lighting and marble tabletops, the scent of espresso clinging to the air. The tables are filled with people murmuring over quiet conversations. It feels civilized and refined, even though it’s rush hour. Antonio, on the other hand, does not.I walk toward him anyway, counting my every step, and slide into the chair across from him. The leather is smooth beneath my palms as I settle in. I keep my back straight and my expression neutral.“Jenna,” he says smoothly, as if the name tastes pleasant in his mouth. “How have you been?”The concern in his voice would almost sound real to someone who did not know better.“It’s funny that you’re concerned,” I reply evenly, folding my hands on the table. “It didn’t seem like you cared much after the
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I walk out of my father’s house ten minutes later—without telling him what I’d planned to say in the first place My phone buzzes as I get into my car, and a tiny smile tugs on my face when I see who’s calling. “I wasn’t sure if you’d forgotten I exist,” Jamie says. “I was going to call you,” I tell him. “Where are you?”He chuckles. “I can be anywhere you want me to be. Your apartment? I’m an hour away.”My thoughts go back to a different place—smaller, cozier, with a room that looks like a closet threw up in it. A place that has everything I could ever ask for. “Sure,” I reply. “I’ll meet you there.”Jamie’s outside the apartment building when I pull up, leaning against the wall with his arms folded. He gives me a cheeky smile when I notice him, pushing off the wall with a shrug.”Turns out I was closer. Your dad’s?” He asks before I can say anything, then points to my face. “The scowl between your brows. It’s a signature look whenever you’re around any of your family members.”
Running From The Mafia CEO “I’ll be dead soon, anyway.”
Lucien The smell of sickness clings to the air the moment I step through the front door of my father’s house—thick, stale, and heavy with antiseptic. It settles at the back of my throat.I exhale impatiently and move quickly down the corridor, shoving my hands into my pockets. The faster I finish this, the faster I can leave.His nurse greets me with a quiet nod as I stop outside his bedroom, slipping past me and closing the door softly behind her to give us privacy.The room is bathed in semi-darkness. Only the bedside lamps are on, and their muted glow stretches across the bed and the curtains like hovering ghosts. Ghosts of death? I wouldn’t be surprised if they've been here for a long time, trying and failing to take him. He clears his throat.The sound is wet, dragging, and loud. It scrapes through the silence and turns my stomach.“You were here this morning, Lucien,” he says, with a thin, weak voice. “I didn’t think you’d be back so soon.”He doesn’t add “without your broth
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“Go?” I echo, shaking my head, because nothing about what he’s doing makes any sense. “What happened? Where are you going?”When he rushes out again, I toss the sheet aside and jump off my bed, heading after him. I catch him as he sprints through the living room, buttoning up his shirt mid-run. “Lucien!” I yell without thinking. He stops abruptly and turns back around.“God—” he groans, dragging both hands down his face like he’s trying to physically reset himself. He almost stumbles in his haste as he strides toward me, shaking his head.I barely have time to react. I flinch when he reaches out, expecting another vague gesture, but instead his hand cups my jaw, firm and warm. His other arm slides around my waist, pulling me flush against him before I can gather my thoughts.And then he kisses me.His mouth crashes onto mine, urgent and unrestrained, all the restraint from earlier snapping at once. The kiss is wet, heavy, demanding—his tongue sweeping past my parted lips before I ca
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My head goes blank. I haven’t slept with anyone else but him in over five years. And each time we’ve done it, it’s been his place or his office. I wasn’t planning on returning to the dating world any time soon, so I can’t say for certain. “Celia.” A lightbulb in my head comes on. “She might have. Although “ my face heats up quickly, “I don’t think I want her to know that we have sex.”Lucien’s chuckle rumbles through the air. He kisses my forehead and spares one for my mouth. “I think she has an idea already.”I shoot upright in seconds, pushing him off. “Did you tell her?”He shakes his head, getting off the bed. He leans over at the edge, bracing on his palms. “Nope. But she asked me if my intentions for you were good and noble. She also threatened that if I ever hurt you, she was going to come for me.”“Celia,” I groan. “What?” He smiles, while my eyes narrow at him. “I like the fact that someone is that passionate about you. Keeps me on my toes, so I don’t make a mistake.”“N
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Maya Use me. “I—”I don’t know what to say. I’ve never had anyone tell me to use them…or offer to walk away from everything they’ve ever known for my sake. A part of me wants to cling to it, to jump on the offer of having someone like Lucien Moretti be at my beck and call. My own Superman. But I know better. I didn’t go through the past five years to jump at anything that remotely looks or feels good. I gently withdraw my hand from his loose grip. “Go,” I whisper, unable to trust my voice. Any higher and he’ll hear the longing in them. The desperation for something I never knew I wanted. “Go home, Lucien,” I say softly. “It’s late. I’m sure you have meetings and other things in the morning.”I know how stubborn and demanding he can be, so it doesn’t surprise me when he doesn’t move an inch. “I’ll go,” he says. “After you tell me why you’re turning me down.”“My father, yes,” he continues before I can open my mouth. “My fiancée too. I’m aware of all the variables. I also know
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