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61~ A warning
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The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 139: Death itself
Mira’s POVI should have pulled away the second I heard the rumble of the elevator and the way the air in the penthouse seemed to shift like the city itself was holding its breath. But I didn’t because my hands were still tangled in Basha’s hair with his mouth on my neck and his weight pressing me into the silk sheets he’d wrapped me in every night for the past week.I had already memorized every line of his body. The scars that crisscrossed his chest telling stories no one dared ask about. The muscles that bunched and flexed under his olive skin as he moved with the perfect of a man who had never allowed himself to lose control except with me. Or maybe especially with me.My betrayal lived like a second heartbeat in my chest was loud and painful. I had come here for a mission sent by Adrianna, fueled by loss and fury and now I found myself craving the very man I was supposed to destroy. I wasn’t stupid because I knew what this was. It was just and curiosity along with Obsession wrap
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 138: One to go
Rafael’s POVI didn’t speak when Nathan handed me the address. I didn’t even blink or breathe because I’ve been waiting for this for the last week. Id I don’t see Basha dead then I’ll never have a moment of peace. My fingers curled around the piece of paper with a slow deliberation that made the entire room go still. The air around me turned thick and the silence drawn taut like a noose ready to snap. I could feel my men watching me from across the room. Trained killers every single one of them but even they shifted uncomfortably under the weight of the tension rolling off my body like waves from a fucking storm. I looked up and they all flinched. Every single one of em. Eyes dropped and one of them had the nerve to swallow loud in the silence. That single twitch of a throat had the hairs on the back of my neck bristling. I wasn’t just angry but I was fury made flesh. Grief fused to bone and there was blood on my hands, not dried and not fading it was fresh. And I hadn’t even start
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 137: A location
Adrianna’s POVThe glow from the CCTV screen cast a dim blue light over the cramped studio apartment illuminating my tired face and the unmistakable weight in my eyes. The room was cluttered but lived-in with Isabella’s books stacked in one corner, a soft baby blanket draped over the only worn-out armchair and the scent of chamomile tea lingering from the cup I hadn’t touched in hours. She was asleep in the far corner of the room curled into herself like a delicate little promise I had to keep. I made sure the screen faced away from her cot because I couldn’t risk her waking up and seeing what I was seeing.It was Mira. Her laughter was muffled through the audio feed was sultry and low the kind of sound that lingered. Her body moved and tangled in silk sheets that belonged to the devil himself. And Basha fucking Basha looked like a man ten years younger when he had Mira beneath him. This was the third time tonight they were fuckinb and I couldn’t tear my eyes away. It was sick or ev
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 136: Weapon to woman
Mira’s POVThe penthouse lights were low and golden casting a soft glow over the sea of imported leather and glass and Italian marble. The view from the sixty second floor was surreal as New York stretched endlessly beneath us glittering like it bowed to him. The man who owned it all. The man whose voice was currently filling the silence behind me as smooth and dangerous as a jaguar’s purr. Uh I’ve never heard a jaguars purr but it seems like this would be the same sound they make. “You didn’t choose anything today.” Basha said stepping into the living room with two crystal glasses and a bottle of Scotch that probably cost more than the rent of my old apartment.“What do you mean?” I turned away from the floor-to-ceiling windows.“Birkin. Chanel. The cars. The apartment in Tribeca. I told you to go wild but you didn’t touch any of it.” He handed me a glass and studied me those eyes dragging over my face like they already knew how it would respond. “I’m not used to that. Being give
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 135: Save or doom
Adrianna’s POVThe grainy CCTV footage flickered casting its cold glow across the cluttered studio apartment like a second sun. I sat cross legged on the stained couch while Isabella nestled quietly in my lap chewing on a biscuit while I stared at the laptop screen as if it held the meaning of life itself or maybe death.Because if Mira kept looking at him like that and this whole thing was going to explode in our faces. I zoomed in slightly just enough to see the way her lashes fluttered when he leaned close. The flush in her cheeks followed by the subtle tilt of her smile. And Basha (oh, that fucking monster) he was enjoying every second. Relaxed casual in a charcoal sweater that clung too well to his body sipping whiskey like seduction was part of his routine. His eyes never left her like she was some sort of puzzle he wanted to solve slowly, one dangerous piece at a time.My stomach twisted because this wasn’t part of the plan. We were supposed to manipulate him not fall under hi
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 134: The penthouse
Mira’s POVThe driver opened the car door like I was royalty. Not the trembling kind in tiaras and tragic gowns but the dangerous kind and the kind you whispered about behind closed doors. The kind that arrived without apology and sweep you off.I stepped out of the sleek black Maybach with my heels clicking against polished white marble. The building towered over New York like a monument to old power and new money. Tall and sleek and unapologetically opulent the Artemis Residence was the kind of place women like me only saw on magazine covers or in the windows of shops we weren’t allowed to enter.But today I wasn’t outside looking in but I was the one being let in. The concierge greeted me by name. “Miss Mira. Welcome.” Not Miss Sokolov or Miss anything just Mira like I belonged here and this this place was mine. The elevator didn’t stop on any of the floors in between straight to the top, a ride of polished gold and soft jazz that made me feel like I was being lifted into a differ
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