LOGINLUCIANO“Seize him.”My ears were working just fine, because these bastards immediately caught my arms and dragged me across these dirty floors. They forced me to my knees, and I couldn't do a simple thing like fling them backwards. Something was happening to me. My legs were too heavy when I tried to move them. My mind seemed to be very foggy, slipping fast away from my grasp. My inhibitions to fight were leaving even faster.I watched helplessly as Vlad Ross pushed Lilith’s head down his cock with a filthy grin. “Ow! Fucking hell!” He snatched her mouth away and slapped her hard across her cheek. She fell to the side like a doll, plastic and unmoving. Something burned inside me. God, I hope she bit him.Vlad glared at my wife as he massaged his cock, pants hanging around his thighs. “Do that again, and I'll spill your blood and let your husband watch.”I stared hard at Lilith, trying to see her beyond my swimming vision. I couldn't tell what was wrong with her, but she was clearly
LUCIANO“I don't have the time for this, inspector.”Michael Thorne seemed to find something about those words amusing, as his lips curved in a smirk. He started across the space between us, and everyone parted to let him through, like they were all under his spell, and he was the one in charge here. He definitely had that controlled aura about him, and it pissed me off like hell.Irritation flared in my chest as he got up in my face. “Oh come on.” His voice dropped to a gruff whisper. “Surely, you can find some time between running illegal gambling houses and murdering people. You don't think so, my friend?”I scoffed, reeling from the urge to wipe that smirk off his face. “So, this is your idea of a clean sheet?”He shrugged, wearing a mask of disappointment. “A man gotta do what he's gotta do.” He flashed the video in my face again. “So, think you could explain this?”I didn't need to look hard at the video to tell what it was. The murder of those two little thieves a few weeks ag
LUCIANOThings were beginning to go wrong in my world…in this perfect syndicate I crafted for myself in the midst of these foolish humans. Lounging on a couch in a VIP room in my casino, I wondered what could be setting off the fireworks. I never had a reason to worry about turf wars, but now, it seemed like the recent move of a notorious gang into the city would be more of a headache than I ever imagined. Vale had broken the news to me early this morning. The gang was a group of bikers known to dabble in various murky waters. Ranging from drug and women trafficking, to petty political thefts that were starting to destabilize the economy. It was wrong, no matter how much I thought about it. I thought I had this world in my control. Did they have no fear? Everyone behaved here, but these ones had been audacious enough to come into my turf and make stupid noise, wreak havoc. Truly, they had no fear. And that was why I'd been curious about that every minute of today. I tried to thi
QUINN“What the hell is going on?” I yelled when I saw that the situation was getting weirder, and out of hand. Fiona shrieked in rebellion as they grabbed her behind me. A sick thud followed her cry, and she fell silent. Goosebumps scattered across my skin. I couldn't look behind for fear of what I would see. Was she…dead?Fuck. Fuck! I should have listened to my instincts. Apparently, they were still sharp as ever.My eyes traveled around the place, wild and crazy. Was this really a logistics company? We’d spotted some trucks outside, but then…that could be a front for something lethal going on within these walls. The receptionist’s smirk turned evil, and she leaned forward, brown eyes taking in every inch and speck of my attire. “Why are you here again?”“To meet with the CEO. If he's not here, we can come back some other time—”“You'll meet him. But you have to tell us why you came all the way here.” Her eyes twinkled with delight. “A friggin 'director of a well-known accounti
QUINNThe car pulled to a stop in front of the tall glass building. Vale turned the engine off and pulled the key out.I stared at him, askance, expecting him to hand it to me. But he just turned and stared at me.“Go ahead. I'll keep the keys.”My eyes burned bright. I was immediately furious. “What? Why? It's my car.”His jaw ticked irritably. “You don't own a driving license. You wouldn't want such a pretty car confiscated from you.”I heaved a deep sigh, feeling the radiation of reassurance from the purse that held an unlimited black card. One I could use as freely as I wished! “Fine. Just be here when I'm ready to get off work.”“Without doubt.”Squaring my shoulders, I got out and slammed the door shut. The walk down the entrance to the revolving doors was a familiar one. Guards calling out greetings and never taking their eyes off me the entire way. People scrambling out of the way and staring as I breezed through the lobby… It was all too familiar. The attention soaked me i
QUINN“Why don't you ask Veritas yourself?” Adrien’s voice was dangerously cold when he responded. “Come on. You'd know better. You're crazy about her.”Adrien…crazy about a woman? That wasn't me?Now I was very curious about her. “Enough! Don't think you can speak so freely and with stupid confidence. You're guilty of that too.”“You know I'm not, brother. You'll keep your hands off my wife, or you'll be asking for trouble.”The shuffle of feet towards the door startled me, and I pushed off it and started to race towards the stairs. “You're falling for her, aren't you?” Adrien’s voice stopped me, his dark chuckle unsettling me. “A human woman. Damn, brother. You choose to follow in Morgayne’s steps?”“You have no right to speak her name!” Luciano snarled. Morgayne? Who the hell were these women? And why did the mention of this one in particular seem to stir something strong and violent in Luciano?“You still love them, don't you?” Adrien chuckled. “Veritas and Morgayne. Both wome


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