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Taken by the Mafia King Sink In
PaigeI pulled Tom into the huge master bathroom, still attached at the lips like we had been since he kissed me on the shooting range out back. With one fumbling hand, I switched on the tap in the bathtub.He smiled. “I thought we were showering.”I kissed his five o’clock shadow. “I thought you needed a little more relaxation.”He started to reply, but I pulled off my shirt and bra in one smooth motion, and his mouth fell open.“Whatever you say,” he mumbled.I laughed. The bags under his eyes, how hard he took the death of Phil’s wife, they all worried me. I’d been working so hard that I hadn’t even noticed his exhaustion. So I unfastened the many buttons on his shirt with careful hands and kissed every inch of newly exposed skin while the tub filled.He groaned. “We have to shut the tub off sometime.”I rolled my eyes, but I had taken long enough that the water sloshed dangerously high. I flipped the water off again and looked at him. Despite his exhaustion, he glistened, all tone
Taken by the Mafia King Back to It
TommasoI blinked awake in the morning sunlight, feeling better rested than I had in months. Paige lay next to me, still naked, so I hadn’t woken up too late. I pressed a gentle kiss to her shoulder. We’d woken up a few more times after our afternoon to enjoy each other and have Miranda bring food up that we grabbed from the hallway, snickering and wearing sheets, like kids in a hotel room. Paige had been right, of course. I needed to rest. And her fingers in my hair, the gentle way she took care of me before turning into one of the sexiest women I’d ever seen, made her point better than words ever could.She stirred under my lips, her red hair catching the sun like flames. “Mm, morning.”“Good morning.” I kissed her. “I don’t suppose you’d be willing to be late to the shelter today?”She kissed me back. “No more than you’re willing to stay out of your office.” Paige rolled out of bed, her body shining in the morning light.I groaned and reached for her, but she was right. I’d taken e
Taken by the Mafia King Stray Cat
PaigeI hurried down the stairs, trying not to be late to my “Healing in Community” group for all the women who’d been sex-trafficked. There had been a small emergency over whose turn it was to use the third-floor bathroom. I felt breathless but flying high. I’d really gotten through to Tom last night. And though days at the shelter were never easy, they were always rewarding.Lily, our new day manager, stepped out of the bizarrely closed common room and caught my arm. “We have a situation.”I smoothed my hair back. “I’m about to miss group. Is there any chance Lauren can handle this one?”Lily shook her head. “Lauren’s in session, and it’s urgent.”“Okay.” I leaned into the kitchen. “Andi! Go tell the women in group that I’m not going to be able to make it and hand out the worksheets on the blue table to the left of the door.”She nodded, and I turned back to Lily.“What’s up? Why is the common room closed?”Lily bit her lip. “This girl wandered in off the streets. Looks like she’s
Taken by the Mafia King First Blow
TommasoBefore I could even process what Miranda said, the door swung open further, and she squeaked. Behind her stood Riccardo Marino, flanked by two goons so broad I half thought they wouldn’t be able to get through the door. I shot to my feet.“Tommaso!” Riccardo spread his arms wide, as if we were meeting at a party. “It’s been too long.”“Too long.” I circled around my desk and shook his hand, fighting to keep my cool with everything I had. Where were my fucking guys? How did another boss march in through not only my front gate, but my fucking front door without anyone stopping them?“Thank you, Miranda.” I nodded at her, trying to signal with my eyes that she should leave.She curtsied, something I’d never see her do before, and scrambled away, leaving Lyle and me behind.“She’s charming, that Miranda,” Riccardo said. “She just left the door open a crack when she went to fetch you, and I thought I’d save you the trouble. We have some business to discuss.”My heart skipped a beat
Taken by the Mafia King Lock It Down
TommasoI scrubbed a hand through my dark curls in the wake of Riccardo Marino. How the fuck had he gotten in here? What the fuck had I just agreed to?Well, I could answer one of those questions now.“I have to deal with this,” I said to a stunned-looking Lyle.He nodded. “Do you want me to…uh…”“Tell everyone?” I supplied.Lyle nodded again.“Tell Stan,” I said with a sigh. “And Carp and Teddy. No one else yet.”Then, I stormed out of the room, leaving Lyle nodding like a bobblehead behind me. My house, the one I’d slaved over designing, the one I’d dreamed of for years, blurred in my view. What the fuck was the point of spending all this time on my goddamn house if fucking Riccardo Marino could just walk in the front door? I had a state-of-the-art security system and damn near half a dozen guards around the gate. Killian never had to deal with problems like this.I flung my front door out of the way, barely noticing how it careened into the siding. A couple of guys at the gate jump
Taken by the Mafia King The Worst Best Case
Worst Best CasePaigeLauren, Sera, and I sat in a wide circle around Cat on the bed we’d more or less assigned her. She hugged her knees tightly to her chest and wouldn’t look at any of us.“We’re not just a shelter,” I said quietly.Lauren and Sera both looked at me sharply. I ignored them.“We also rescue women in bad situations. And if you were in one of those, especially one where you were maybe being moved from place to place, we need to know so we can save other women, ones who didn’t have a chance to run away.”“I didn’t have a chance. I made one,” Cat hissed. But she peered at me through her lashes. “Is that true?”Sera nodded. “My fiancé and I help.”Cat looked at Lauren, who shrugged. “I’m just a therapist they picked up to help with the aftermath.” She smiled at me.“They held me in a dog crate,” Cat blurted.My heart skipped a beat. I’d known, deep down, that she’d been trafficked, but part of me still worried until she said that.“Not just me,” she continued. “A lot of…o
Taken by the Mafia King The Time for Talk is Over
TommasoI patted Stan on the shoulder outside what used to be the Devil’s Playground. Sometime in the last ten years, it had been abandoned, and weeds grew around its red façade. Stan nodded at me. We hadn’t bothered with the cop ruse, just masks like when we hit Phil Sinatra, and the couple of guys Stan could muster on short notice milled around us.A dark car pulled up behind me, and I whirled as Killian climbed out with a few of his guys.“You’re an idiot,” he said by way of greeting.“I’m saving lives,” I replied.“You’re leaving witnesses.” Killian gestured at the sparsely populated street. Most of the buildings were industrial or garages like this one, but there were a few houses.“Every cop in town is in one of our pockets, and any civilian around here probably has more than enough reason not to ask the cops to come looking.” I pulled on my mask. “Are you in, or are you out?”Killian sighed and pulled out his own. “I’d have called if I were out.”Stan tried to hand me a walkie-
Taken by the Mafia King Puppy Mill
Paige“What?” I asked Tom, but my phone beeped, signaling he’d already hung up. Shit. Okay. I knew he seemed antsy to get this finished when he’d left, but I expected at least a couple of hours to pass before he had results. I texted Lauren the short string of emojis we’d come up with to signal a big group of newcomers, in case police ever subpoenaed our message history, and raced out of my office for the van we kept parked in the back for situations just like this. Lauren would handle everything here while I managed pickup and transportation.Behind the wheel of the van, I drummed my fingers on the steering column. Traffic crowded the normally empty road, but that didn’t worry me until I heard the whine of a siren. Tom had “handled things” in the kind of way that made cops show up. I’d gotten good at talking to them over the last few months, managing everything from domestic violence situations to stuff like this, but transfers always went cleaner when we didn’t have to grapple with
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