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20. Didn't Think We’d Get You So Easily
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Slave To The Mafia Alpha 21. I’m Not Losing Her
Sven~I hummed an unfamiliar tune to myself like a love-sick bunny.I’d managed to make Rayna happy with me—comfortable, at least.She was asleep in the passenger seat, head resting against the window. Her hair had fallen over her face, and every few seconds she’d mumble something under her breath, shifting slightly like she was arguing with someone in her dreams.I caught myself glancing at her more often than I should’ve.‘You’re acting like a creep,’ Vuk murmured in the back of my mind, his tone annoyingly smug.“I’m checking on her,” I muttered.Same thing, creep, he chuckled. ‘You’re whipped.’A smirk tugged at my mouth. “You were the one who kept screaming at me to kill Dario.”‘And you should have,’ he snapped. ‘You left without giving Rayna her meal. Like a fucking coward.’“Rayna first. It doesn’t matter who needs schooling—if she says leave, then we leave.”She was uncomfortable, and I’d rather drown my pride than see her hurt again.I let the admission slip, surprising even
Slave To The Mafia Alpha 20. Didn't Think We’d Get You So Easily
Rayna~Shit. Shit. Shit.Leslie Thorne. My ex sister-in-law.I swallowed hard, but the lump in my throat refused to budge. My stomach churned, palms slick with sweat. I wanted to shrink into the seat, disappear… anything but face her.She stalked toward our table, eyes flicking past Sven like he didn’t exist.“I didn’t ever think I’d see your face here… after what you did to my brother.”What I did? This bitch.“Why should I starve myself for sour people?” I shot back, voice smooth, calm, venom coiling beneath each word. My fingers clenched under the table, nails biting into my palm.I glanced at Sven. Silent. Eyes narrowing, every muscle taut, coiled like a predator ready to strike.Leslie’s glare burned into me, but she pressed on.“I heard your father shipped you off to Darkmoon… to Alpha William.” She swung her gaze to Sven, voice dripping with accusation. “I didn’t think you’d be so… openly cheating on your new Alpha.”I snickered, sharp and dry. “Cheating? That’s a Thorne family
Slave To The Mafia Alpha 19. A Little Black Skirt Will Do The Job
Sven~ She was stunning. That was all I could think about. She stood in front of the mirror, analyzing the brown gown with the attendant, and all I could think about was how to fish it off her body. ‘You think Reeves would’ve thought the same thing?’ Vuk’s voice slithered through my head. My hands clenched into fists before I could stop them. He wouldn’t dare. “What do you think about this one?” Her voice cut through the fog—softer this time. I looked up—and gods, she was glowing. Not smiling, not exactly. But her brows weren’t furrowed anymore, and for the first time since this morning, she didn’t look like she wanted to rip my throat out. She reappeared in a black pencil skirt and matching shirt, the fabric hugging every right curve. “It—” I cleared my throat. “It’s… decent.” Rayna arched a brow, but the corner of her mouth twitched like she was fighting a smile. “Decent, huh?” “That’s what I said.” “Mmh.” She turned back to the mirror, brushing her fingers along the hem.
Slave To The Mafia Alpha 18. I Fucking Hate You, Sven
Sven~I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking when I typed out her employment letter—or when I left my damn office and walked all the way to the nursery just to hand it to her.But here I was anyway.‘Oh, I’ll tell you,’ Vuk sneered from the back of my head. ‘You were thinking about Reeves taking all her attention.’“Fuck off,” I muttered.‘Guess the little warning we gave him didn’t do much.’“I didn’t beat Reeves because he was spending time with Rayna,” I hissed under my breath. “I beat him because he laid his hands on her.”‘Yeah, okay. Potato, potahto.’“I don’t want a job, Sven.”Her voice snapped me back—sharp, annoyed, and too damn cute for her own good. She crossed her arms, lips pursed into a pout that shouldn’t have done a thing to me but did anyway.It didn’t matter what she wanted. Gods help me, I just wanted her closer—close enough to stop haunting me from across the damn room.“You’ve been here for what—” I lifted a hand, pretending to count on my fingers. “—over a we
Slave To The Mafia Alpha 17. He Built This Pack From Nothing
Rayna~I didn't know how I ended up in the room last night. One minute I was with Mary and the next I was in Sven’s jacket and in our room.Our. It felt weird to think that way, nothing here belonged to me. At least not yet.I stepped into the training ground that was empty except for a few guards pretending not to notice my presence.Reeves had said we weren't fighting tidsy—thank the goddess—but that he'd be teaching me new tactics that didn't need my fist.Whatever that meant.The sun nearly burned through my skin as I stood waiting impatiently for Reeves who wasn't anywhere to be seen.I hated waiting, it irked the life out of me. Either you stick to time or you make sure you reschedule duly.I have so much to do, the time spent waiting could have been used to research more about the whole Dana situation that Sven had managed to plant in my head.Despite what the books said, I know what I felt, and it was heat. There was no way I could've been in heat if she wasn't dormant.But th
Slave To The Mafia Alpha 16. Just One Picture
Sven~ “Come in,” I called, my back turned to the door. The moment it opened, the air shifted. My senses snapped to attention. She was here and she’d come willingly. “Sven.” Her voice was soft, barely above a whisper like she wasn't sure I'd want to hear it. If only she knew. It took everything in me not to turn around. I gripped the armrest tighter, keeping my tone flat. “How can I help you?” She let out an exasperated huff, I could bet my seeds that she was rolling her eyes in the same motion. It nearly dragged a laugh out of me. “Could you kindly turn around? This is urgent.” I didn't need to be told twice, all she has to do is ask and I obey. Yet, the second I did, my chest constricted. She stood there bruised, hair a mess, eyes tired — holding a little girl clutching a worn-out stuffed toy. And gods, she’d never looked more beautiful. But still, it didn't quench the anger rising inside me at the sight of her hurt. Vuk stirred inside me, snarling.
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