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Chapter 66: Compromised Position
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2026-09-04 20:24:01
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Tempting The Devil’s Son Chapter 72: Power Shift
Roman’s POVThe laser sights from the catwalks above rested in a silent red cluster over the chest of my suit, but my pulse didn't even shift.I looked past Alberto’s smug face, straight toward the black shadows at the far rear of the warehouse.Every single one of Alberto’s men had their weapons locked onto me and Lanci. Their focus was so fixated on us, so arrogant in their trap, that they completely ignored their own rear blind spots.Lanci caught the movement a second later. His eyes flicked subtly past my shoulder toward the dark loading bays at the back, noticing the faint, ghost-like shifts in the gloom. He didn't say a word or make a move, he just held his ground, his hand resting near his coat, watching my elite squad silently close the net."You really brought a whole theatrical production just to hand me a mess you created," I said softly."It’s not a mess, Capo," Lucia hissed, her hand hovering over the digital tablet screen. "It’s a checkmate. One touch of this screen, a
Tempting The Devil’s Son Chapter 71: A Choice Between Blood and Honor
Roman’s POV"Very well then," Alberto snarled, his breath coming faster now. "We're here for business. Not for war."He smiled then and right on cue, as if he had sensed from the very beginning that I had come without an army, a sharp whistle echoed high above our heads.The heavy silence inside Warehouse 9 shattered.From behind the towering stacks of rusted shipping containers, dozens of heavy boots slammed against the wet concrete. Men flooded the ground floor, emerging from the dark corners with automatic weapons raised. Up on the rusted iron catwalks high above us, armed men lined the railings and racked their guns at the same time. Leading the ambush from the side catwalk was a woman, sleek, cold-faced, clad in tactical black, a suppressed rifle slung expertly across her chest. She gave a single jerk of her chin, and her crew trained every red laser sight in the room directly onto us.Bright red dots danced across the wet floor, converging rapidly onto Lanzi's chest and mine
Tempting The Devil’s Son Chapter 70: A Loose Cannon With a Last Name
Roman’s POVI sat behind the wheel of my car, staring out at the rain-slicked ground of Pier 42, a dark, forgotten stretch of docks off the city grid, where dirty money traded hands and men came to disappear.I preferred to drive myself. I rarely let anyone else take the wheel, reserving drivers only for official family functions and high-level public appearances. Control was safer when my own hands were on it. Today, my right-hand man, Angelo, wasn't in town. My father had sent him out of the state to close a heavy deal in Chicago. So today, I was stuck with Lanci in the passenger seat. I had to give him credit. He was smart, quick on his feet, and good with a blade, but he talked too damn much."I have no idea what those bastards want this time," I said, my voice flat as I adjusted the silver cuffs of my suit jacket. "I just hope they don't piss me off."Lanci snorted from the passenger seat, turning his head toward me with a sharp, sarcastic smirk."You're never in a good mood, R
Tempting The Devil’s Son Chapter 69: When Duty Became Secondary
Roman’s POVVegas air was hot, but back in New York City, the air felt different.It hit my lungs like a harsh reminder of who I was. I had asked my driver to take Gianna straight home.I watched her car disappear down the street.I am not a man who meddles with people. I do not chase women. I do not work hard to get someone I want. Usually, getting what I desire is an easy task. I take it, or I command it, and it becomes mine.With Gianna, it has been a wild roller coaster.She was in love with my brother. Or rather, she was in love with him once. At least, I damn well hope that feeling is dead and buried now.If she were any other woman, I would not have batted an eye. I would have ignored her. I would have walked away without a single second thought. But when it comes to Gianna Voss, I simply can’t.No matter how hard I try to hide it, I fail.No matter how many times I tell myself that my dark ways will hurt her, I can’t stop looking at her. My dangerous lifestyle might make her r
Tempting The Devil’s Son Chapter 68: Tell Me You Missed Me
Gianna’s POVRoman stood towering over me, his gaze locked onto mine. His eyes didn't miss a single thing. They tracked the rapid rise and fall of my chest, tracing the thin line of my collarbone before sliding down to my mouth.His deep voice vibrated through the quiet room, setting my nerves on fire."I’m not..." I stammered, my heart slamming against my ribs. "I just... I want to know if we’re on the same page."Roman didn't answer right away. Instead, he took a slow step forward.The scent of his expensive cologne hit me hard. He lifted one hand, his fingers brushing against my skin as he gently held my chin, tilting my face up until I had nowhere else to look."We are on the same page, Gianna," he murmured as his thumb lightly caressed my jawline. "As long as you don't go against me.""What counts as going against you?" I whispered, staring into his eyes."You know what I mean, Gianna."His tone was quiet, but it carried an undeniable weight. He wasn't asking. He was laying down
Tempting The Devil’s Son Chapter 67: Already Mine
Gianna’s POV"What the fuck, Dario?" I muttered through gritted teeth.My voice was barely a whisper, but the fury behind it burned hot. I stared at him, my mind spinning. Why would he do this? How did he still have the nerve to call me his fiancé in front of everyone?My chest caved in. I had genuinely thought he was gone. I thought he had slipped out like a coward. But here he was, standing right beside me, marking his territory like a dog.What is Roman thinking right now?Panic clawed at my throat. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. How was I supposed to explain this? How could I make an excuse for my ex-fiancé spending the night in my house, looking like he just rolled out of my bed? Especially when Roman was sitting right there, offering his power to save my father's skin.I stood paralyzed. My face burned under the suffocating weight of the room.Dario glanced around, taking in the stunned silence with a slow, wicked grin. He didn't look bothered at all. He looked thrilled
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