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Chapter 136 – The Announcement
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Unholy Matrimony Chapter 137 – The Smug Protector
EveIf Dominik Grimaldi keeps smiling like that, I might actually file for divorce.It isn't a normal smile. It isn't the rare, genuine grin that lights up his eyes, or even the dark, wolfish smirk that usually precedes trouble or an earth-shattering orgasm.It’s a smirk of pure self-satisfaction.It’s the look of a man who believes he has single-handedly invented the concept of reproduction.I stand in the middle of my walk-in closet, staring at the shelves where my stilettos usually live. They are empty. Gone. Replaced by row after row of sensible designer flats, loafers, and sneakers."Dominik!" I yell, turning on my heel.He appears in the doorway a second later, looking annoyingly handsome in his pinstripe suit. He’s adjusting his cufflinks, that maddeningly smug expression already in place.It seems to be a permanent accessory."Yes, mi amor?""Where are my shoes?""In storage," he says calmly. "Dr. Russo said your center of gravity will shift. Heels are a fall risk. I can't hav
Unholy Matrimony Chapter 136 – The Announcement
DominikThe meeting with the Greeks was a headache I didn't need.Fucking Russians. If they’d stayed in their lane none of this would have been necessary. They’re scrambling. After I sank their command ship, they’ve been trying to salvage whatever scraps of influence they have left in the city. They offered me percentages, routes, and fealty. What I needed was their obedience. Unless they find a way to turn back time, they’re burned for the time being.But I hate dealing with the Greeks. They’ve always believed they should be running the city, and I don’t fucking trust them one bit. At least I’m going into the arrangement with wide open eyes.Enzo texted me earlier that Eve isn’t feeling well and it’s been gnawing at the back of my mind all day. Eve never gets sick. I push open the front door hurriedly, expecting to find her curled up on the sofa or still in bed. She’s going to the doctor whether she likes it or not.I find her standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking o
Unholy Matrimony Chapter 135 – The Symptoms
EveThree weeks have dissolved since the night the world fractured and reassembled itself in a warehouse in Red Hook.We’re back at the estate and no long trapped in a makeshift bunker braced for an impending siege. The suffocating tension that choked the air for weeks has completely evaporated.Dominik has been true to his terrifying word. Following the swift, brutal execution of Orsino Genovese, the remaining families fell into a stark, absolute line. The streets are quiet. The threats have vanished. My husband reigns over the city with a dark, uncontested authority, and he treats me with a level of devotion that still leaves me breathless.Everything is basically perfect.The only little glitch is that for the past four days, my body has felt as though it’s moving through wet cement.Waking up this morning was a monumental task. The alarm sounded at seven, but opening my eyes required a surge of willpower I simply didn't possess. A thick, oppressive fog of fatigue has settled int
Unholy Matrimony Chapter 134 – Sanctuary
EveThe heavy oak door of our bedroom clicks shut, sealing the violence of the world outside.Dominik doesn't move toward the bed immediately. He simply backs me against the door, his hands coming up to frame my face. His thumbs sweep over my cheekbones, his eyes burning with a heat that has nothing to do with the bloodshed in Red Hook and everything to do with absolute, unwavering possession."I love you," he whispers, the words leaving his lips like a sacred vow.Hearing him say it again makes my chest ache. The biggest bogeyman in New York, the man who just executed a traitor without a flicker of hesitation, is looking at me as if I’m the center of his entire universe. The cold, ruthless monster who stood in that warehouse is gone, replaced by a man who is utterly laid bare before his wife."I love you too," I reply, my voice trembling slightly under the weight of the emotion suspended in the air between us.He sheds his suit jacket first, letting the expensive fabric drop to th
Unholy Matrimony Chapter 133 – Blood and Arousal
EveThe door to my office opens, revealing DominikI know he went to hunt our stalker this morning, and the frantic energy that had him pacing a few hours ago has vanished. The air around him feels dense, charged with a lethal, absolute calm."Come with me, we have a meeting with the families," he says. His voice is a low, even hum.I don't ask questions. I run a hand over the black pencil skirt and silk blouse I’m wearing, making sure my outfit is still immaculate."The leak wasn't external," he states, the words dropping like stones into the quiet room. "The hit squad, the photographer in Tuscany, it was orchestrated from inside the Commission. Orsino Genovese."The name registers, sending a cold spike down my spine. One of his capos. "Why?" I ask, heading for the door."He paid to have a target painted on your back, assuming the stress would force me into making a fatal mistake so the Commission would vote me out." Dominik steps forward, his expression carved from granite. "He us
Unholy Matrimony Chapter 132 – Question Time
DominikThe room smells of bleach, raw meat, and cold air.It’s a specific scent profile, one I’ve known since I was a boy. It’s the smell of the meatpacking district before dawn. It’s the smell of the Grimaldi family’s oldest legitimate business.We are three stories underground, beneath the hanging carcasses of beef and the hum of the industrial freezers.The room is small. It’s tiled from floor to ceiling in white ceramic that gleams under the harsh buzz of the fluorescent strip lights. There’s a drain in the center of the floor. A rubber hose is coiled on the wall.It’s a room designed to handle a mess. It’s a room designed for easy cleaning. Very handy for interrogations.I stand by the metal table, arranging my tools.I’m wearing a plastic apron over my shirt and trousers. I’ve rolled my sleeves up past my elbows. I’m wearing a pair of nitrile gloves, thin enough to not encumber my dexterity. "You’re wasting your time," the man in the chair says.Gregor doesn't look like much.
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