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Blood Money
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VENDETTA’S BRIDE Blood Money
Muna’s eyes lingered on the photo, her mother’s face burning into her mind like fire. She forced herself to look away. The truth behind that picture could wait. Right now, her fight was survival,living in Felix’s brutal world, playing his game, and one day tearing him apart from the inside.*Focus,* she told herself. *The past is dead. The business is what matters now.* the journey just began "You're quiet," Felix observed as they walked toward his private elevator. "Having second thoughts about our partnership?""Just thinking about the details,” she lied, her voice calm, almost casual. “My suppliers won’t risk moving product under Castelli’s eyes unless there’s a proper introduction. They need to know who they’re really dealing with before they trust the deal.”His smile was sharp as a blade. "That's why you're coming to the docks tonight. Time to show them their new reality."The elevator descended to basement levels that didn't exist on any building plan. When the doors opened, M
VENDETTA’S BRIDE Empire of Blood and Lies
Morning light slipped through the tall windows, soft but sharp, painting the sheets with red.Muna Romano,no, Muna Castelli,lay on her back, the heavy silk wrapping around her like a trap. Her body hurt, every bruise and bite proof of the battle she lost to Felix last night.The bathroom door opened slow. Steam drifted out, thick and heavy, carrying the smell of soap and skin. Felix walked into the room, a black towel hanging low on his hips. Water slid over scars from old fights, and new lines from her nails marked his chest.He looked like pure sin,handsome in a way that hurt, and dangerous in a way that warned her to stay away."Good morning, wife.” His voice was smooth, but sharp underneath, Did you sleep well?Muna pulled the sheet higher, her dark hair a wild curtain around her shoulders. "Go fuck yourself, Felix."His laughter was soft, deadly music. "I'd rather fuck you again. The way you begged for more last night was... unbelievable Heat flashed through her body,shame, rage
VENDETTA’S BRIDE You Are Mine Now
It was time she said ,The wedding dress hung like a ghost in the corner of Muna’s prison,ivory silk, Italian lace, a Death robe disguised as beauty. When Sofia fastened the last button, the mirror showed not a bride, but a prisoner dressed for display.“It’s time, Mrs. Castelli,” Vincent said, his voice sharp as a blade.The name burned like acid. In minutes, she wouldn’t just be his wife. She would be the key to every drug route from Miami to Boston, her father’s empire folded into Felix’s hands.In their world, vows weren’t about love,they were about cocaine, heroin, money, and blood. Marriage was just another transaction, sealed like any deal in the underworld, with a signature, a kiss, and the threat of death if broken.The penthouse floor looked like half church, half battlefield. White roses and shining marble made it pretty, but the men told the truth. These weren’t wedding guests. They were killers in sharp suits, dealers with gold watches, predators who built empires on dru
VENDETTA’S BRIDE Enemies at the Altar
The morning sun pierced through the penthouse windows like bullets, waking Muna from restless nightmares filled with blood and wedding bells. Her body ached from sleeping in the chair,she refused to touch the bed that would soon become her prison.Sofia slipped in quietly, holding a cup of coffee that smelled amazing but made her stomach turn.“Your mother’s here,” she whispered, glancing nervously at the cameras. “She got in this morning with the others.”Muna's heart slammed against her ribs. "Where?""Floor fifteen. Under guard." Sofia's voice dropped even lower. "She's asking for you.Relief and terror crashed through her veins. Her mother was alive, but now they were all trapped in Felix's web.An hour later, Vincent appeared at her door like death wearing an expensive suit."Boss wants to see you," he announced, his shark smile gleaming."Tell your boss to go straight to hell."He knew you’d say that,” Vincent said, smiling. “That’s why he has something you need to see.”The ele
VENDETTA’S BRIDE The Golden Cage
The limousine drove through the city streets. Muna pressed her face to the bulletproof glass, watching the city blur past,the one she had bled for, fought for, and killed for. Now it felt like a funeral procession she couldn’t escapeVincent Torrino sat across from her, silent as a tombstone. His fingers tapped a steady rhythm on his knee, matching the drum of her racing heart. The bastard was enjoying this.“Comfortable?” he asked, voice smooth as poisoned honey.“Go to hell, Vincent,” she spat, the words sharp as broken glass.He chuckled softly. “Save that fire for Felix. You’re going to need it.”The fancy car slowed at a red light. For a brief, crazy moment, Muna thought about jumping out, breaking the glass to escape. But the doors were locked, the windows bulletproof, and her mother’s scared face came to mind. Once strong and ruthless, Isabella was now just a pawn in someone else’s game.“How?” The word slipped before she could stop it.Vincent raised an eyebrow. “How what?”“H
VENDETTA’S BRIDE The Trap
Muna Romano glanced at her watch for the third time in five minutes. 9:47 PM. The Slemz were late, and in her world, being late meant either an insult or a death trap. Neither was a good sign.Maybe we should get the fuck out of here, Doll.” Marco, her most trusted soldier, shifted uneasily beside the black Escalade. His hand rested close to the gun under his jacket, dark eyes sweeping the empty warehouse district. “This whole thing feels wrong.”Muna adjusted the silk scarf at her neck, hiding the rough scar along her collarbone,a cruel reminder of the night she found her father shaking on the study floor, poison tearing through his body while blood foamed from his mouth. At twenty-six, she trusted her instincts more than anyone, and right now they screamed nothing but death. But the Romano family was bleeding money and men like an open wound. Without this Russian deal,they will be buried in shallow graves by Christmas.”Five more minutes,” she said, her voice firm. “We need their r
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