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The Don's Lethal Desire Strawberries and Secrets
Chapter 8: Strawberries and SecretsGwen“It’s the only way to keep you safe,” he stated, as if he were explaining that the sky was blue.“Safe from what?” I slammed my hand on the counter. “Stop being cryptic and talk to me! Who are these people? Why do they care about me? Because I saw you kill a man? Fine! I won’t tell anyone! I promise! Just let me go, and you’ll never see me again!”“It’s not that simple,” he said, a flicker of frustration in his voice. “They know about you. They know we were together at the hotel. They have photos. You are now a tool they can use to get to me. The moment you walk out of here unprotected, they will grab you. And they won’t ask nicely. They will use you, torture you, and when they’re done, they will kill you. And they will make sure I watch.”The cold, graphic certainty in his tone made my blood run cold. I wanted to call him a liar, but the look on his face said otherwise. This was real.“So this…” I gestured wildly at the contract. “This is your
The Don's Lethal Desire Waffles and Debts
Chapter 7: Waffles and DebtsGwenOkay Gwen, breathe. Just breathe. That’s what I kept telling myself, curled up in that stupidly luxurious prison after he left. The door clicked shut, and the silence that followed was louder than any of the things I’d broken.My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. I could still see it—the way the serrated edge of the butter knife, which I’d sharpened against the damn floor for what felt like hours, had sliced right into his palm. I’d aimed for his throat. I’d meant to kill him, or at least hurt him enough to get the keys and run. But he moved like a snake, his hand coming up so fast I didn’t even see it, just felt the jarring impact as the blade bit into his flesh.But it was his face that haunted me. It wasn’t the rage I expected. There was no cold fury, no violence. It was just… pain. A deep, wounded look in those hazel eyes that made my stomach twist into a knot. He’d looked at me like I was the one who’d betrayed him. Like I’d broken something between
The Don's Lethal Desire Cacio e p**e and destruction
Chapter 6: Cacio e pepe and destructionArmandoShe woke up swinging and thrashing.The drug’s exit was violent. One second she was lying unconscious on the large bed, the next she was a whirlwind of fury and fear.“YOU PSYCHOPATH!” The first thing her hand found was a heavy crystal lamp. It sailed across the room and exploded against the solid oak bedroom door I’d just locked. Shards of glass skittered across the polished floor. “I’ll call the police! I’ll tell them everything! I’ll—”“You’ll live,” I said, leaning against the doorframe just on the other side, out of her line of sight through the reinforced peephole. My voice was calm, a forced steadiness I didn’t feel. “Which is considerably more than you’d get if the Rinaldis found you first. They don’t ask questions before they act.”She charged the door, the impact of her small fists against the thick wood was just a dull, hopeless sound. “Open this door right now!”“I can’t.”“Can’t or won’t?” she screamed, her voice cracking wi
The Don's Lethal Desire Vanilla and blood
Chapter 5: Vanilla and bloodArmando “Please, Don Denaro, I didn’t know! I swear on my mother’s life!” I wiped my blood stained hands after gutting Luca alive. The accountant, a weasel of a man named Petrov, trembled beside his lifeless body, his suit jacket soaked through with Luca’s blood and sweat that had nothing to do with the evening’s humidity. I slowly adjusted my platinum cufflink, the movement deliberate, a predator’s quiet gesture before the strike. I nodded once to Enzo, who stood like a granite pillar to my left. “Show him the books.” Enzo threw the ledger and It hit the cracked pavement, the leather binding splitting to spill its contents. The pages fanned open, meticulously inked numbers and empty columns showing. Nearly half a million dollars vanished into thin air. Petrov’s knees gave way, and he slid down the wall, a strangled sob escaping him. “It wasn’t me! I just followed orders! Mr. Bianchi said if I didn’t adjust the figures, he’d… he’d…” “As you ca
The Don's Lethal Desire Croissants and poor life choices
Chapter 4: Croissants and poor life choicesGwen The pounding on my door nearly matched the throbbing in my head. “I know you're in there, bitch!” Nico's voice sang through the wood. “Open up before I use my key!” I groaned, pulling the pillow over my face. The memories of last night flooded back in jagged pieces—the club, the stranger, his hands, his mouth and the things it did to me… Then the door clicked open. “Rise and shine, my disappearing queen!” Nico announced, kicking the door shut behind him. The scent of coffee and fresh croissants hit me, making my stomach growl. I peeked one eye out from under the pillow. Nico stood over me holding two iced coffees and a brown paper bag that smelled like butter and heaven. His eyebrow arched as he took in my disheveled state. “Well, well,” he purred, setting the goods on my nightstand. “Looks like someone had a big night. Girl you disappeared without a trace.” I grabbed the coffee and downed half in one go. The cold l
The Don's Lethal Desire Cocktail and threats
Chapter 3: Cocktail and threatsArmandoEnzo burst into my office without knocking— the only man who'd dare. “We've got a problem.”I didn't look up from the shipment manifests. “Speak.” “Luca Bianchi's been feeding intel to the Rinaldis.” Enzo responded, taking a seat.My pen froze mid-signature. The Bianchis were supposed to be allies. “Proof?” Enzo tossed surveillance photos on my desk. “He's been meeting their consigliere at Prism every Thursday. The gay bar off 5th.”I studied the grainy images, it showed Luca handing over envelopes and taking thick stacks of cash. My jaw tightened. “He's not gay.” “Exactly.” Enzo lit a cigarette, the flame reflecting in his dark eyes. “Makes for perfect dead drops. Who'd suspect?”I stood, rolling my sleeves. “Gather six men. No guns, I want this executed quietly.”I hated gay bars, the disco lights, loud music, people of the same gender rubbing onto each other. That wasn't my scene, it's not that I have any problems with gay people, I just
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