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The Mafia Who Bought Me Fault Lines
Dante POV Luca called me forty minutes before the meeting. "Ricci's been sitting on something," he said. "A medical file with Elena's name on it. He's planning to slide it across the table like a grenade with the pin already pulled." "Where did he get it?" "Working on that. My guess is someone paid a records clerk at the clinic, or someone on staff owed a favor they couldn't refuse. Either way, it was a recent breach." Luca's voice hardened. "There's more Dante. Vincenzo's been coaching one of the older members on what to say if you push back too hard. I don't know the exact line yet, but they've rehearsed it." "Rehearsed," I whispered. "Twice, according to my source. Once in Adrian's office, once at Ricci's house. They're not improvising this." I sat with that for a moment, turning it over in my head. "Anyone else involved?" "Cavallo, probably, though he's harder to read. He wasn't at either meeting my source saw, but he's never been the type to sit something this coordinat
The Mafia Who Bought Me The Replacement
Isabella POV I hadn't meant to watch the harbor footage more than once. By the fourth time, I stopped pretending it was research. Konstantin found me in the study with the laptop still open, the frame frozen on Elena mid-turn, her eyes already fixed on the man with the camera before he'd even lifted it past his waist. "You've been in here since this morning," he said. "Have I?" "The kitchen staff assumed you'd left for the day. I had to tell them otherwise." He came around to look at the screen, and I watched him take in the frozen image, Elena's spine straight, her stance already shifting toward the nearest exit before anyone else on that path had registered a threat existed at all. "She made him early." "Before he'd even finished raising the phone." I shut the laptop a little harder than I intended. "Do you understand what that means?" "That she's cautious." "No." I looked at him. "That she's trained. Caution is instinct. This was technique. Someone taught her to read a crow
The Mafia Who Bought Me The Hesitation
Elena POV Dean had texted that morning asking if we could meet, and this time I picked the place. Not the little café near campus where we'd spent too many afternoons pretending exams were the biggest problem we'd ever have. Some places belonged to old versions of people, and going back only made you look for someone who wasn't there anymore. A bench by the harbor felt safer. Dean was already there when I arrived. His hands were buried in his coat pockets, and he was looking out across the water instead of the path. "You picked a strange place," he said when I sat down, leaving a polite stretch of space between us. "I wanted somewhere that wasn't ours." I looked out at the harbor too. "The café already has enough memories attached to it. This is just... a bench." He almost smiled at that. "Fair enough." The silence that settled after that wasn't awkward. It just felt tired. A ferry cut across the harbor, its wake spreading out slow and even, and I let myself watch it i
The Mafia Who Bought Me Possession
Dante POV The envelope was waiting in the middle of my desk when I walked into the office. No note, no return address, just my name printed neatly on a plain white label. Luca stood by the window with his arms folded across his chest. One look at his face told me he'd already opened it. "What is it?" I asked, setting my keys on the desk. He didn't answer immediately. "Open it." I slid a finger beneath the flap and pulled out the contents. A single photograph slipped onto the desk. Glossy. Sharp. Taken through the window of a café from across the street. Elena sat at a small table, leaning slightly toward a man I didn't recognize. Her hands were wrapped around a coffee cup. His rested on the table near hers—not touching, but close enough that whoever had taken the picture had clearly been waiting for exactly that moment. A slow, familiar kind of cold settled low in my chest. "When?" "This afternoon." Luca watched me carefully. "While you were with the councilman." My eyes s
The Mafia Who Bought Me The Life She Lost
Elena POVI told Dante I was meeting an old friend for coffee. It wasn't exactly a lie. It just wasn't the whole truth either, and I'd become good enough at that particular kind of honesty that it barely registered as guilt anymore.The café was small, tucked between a dry cleaner and a bookstore a few blocks from campus. I'd spent hours there during finals week years ago, surviving on caffeine and panic, surrounded by anatomy textbooks covered in fluorescent highlighter.Dean was already waiting when I walked in.Two coffees sat on the table.Mine was made exactly the way I'd always ordered it.Oat milk. One pump of vanilla. Extra hot.He remembered. For some reason, that nearly undid me before I'd even sat down."You remembered," I said with a small smile as I slipped into the chair across from him.Dean nudged the cup toward me. "Some things stick."His smile softened as he studied me for a second."How are you?" he asked quietly. "Really."A humorless laugh escaped me. "I don't a
The Mafia Who Bought Me Ghosts of Her Old Life
Elena POV The charity gala had been Dante's idea. After the warehouse fire, the city needed to see the Morettis smiling instead of bleeding. Cameras. Handshakes. Donations. A room full of expensive people pretending nothing ugly ever happened behind closed doors. For once, I wore green instead of black. The dress was softer than anything I usually reached for, and for a few hours I almost let myself enjoy the evening. A string quartet played near the ballroom entrance while waiters drifted through the crowd with champagne. Auction paddles went up every few minutes, followed by polite applause and conversations that sounded effortless. Most of the people here had no idea what any of us actually did once the lights went out. Dante got pulled into a conversation with a city councilman near the bar. I slipped away before anyone else could stop me, weaving through the crowd until I reached the terrace. The cool night air met me the moment I stepped outside. I rested my hands light
The Mafia Who Bought Me The Auction
The room smelled faintly of expensive perfume and polished leather, a mix that should have felt luxurious but only made my stomach twist tighter. My heels clicked painfully against the marble floor, each step echoing in the vast, high-ceilinged room. I tried to keep my head down, to disappear into m
The Mafia Who Bought Me Taken
"No! I won't go!" I shouted, my voice cracking. My hands flailed as I tried to push the men back, but their grips were iron. Fear surged through me like fire, every instinct screaming to run, to fight, to disappear. "Elena… please! Listen to me!" my father's voice broke through the storm in my che
The Mafia Who Bought Me The Debt
Elena POV The rain slammed against the thin roof of our little house, a steady drumbeat that matched the panic coiling in my chest. I pressed my palms against the cold window, trying to convince myself it was just the storm outside. But deep down, I already knew this was bigger than the weather. Th
The Mafia Who Bought Me Sold
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