บททั้งหมดของ Sinner's Empire Series: Sin of Silence, A Silent Reckoning, Goodnight Sinners: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Jozef's capitulation wasn't as easy as Shaun thought it would be. She should have known better. There was a reason Jozef was master of his slice of the underworld. He was an expert chess player and negotiator. The next day, after an incredible night, where Jozef woke her repeatedly to fuck her into oblivion, Jozef called Shaun into his office. She felt a little like a schoolgirl being called to task by a parent or teacher. It was a strange feeling considering her years of education and work experience. But that was what Jozef did to her. He made her feel deliciously off-balance and a little unsure, while still building up her confidence. When she arrived and knocked on the door, it was opened by Atlas, who nodded coldly at her and slipped past. She glanced after their boulder of a butler and then entered Jozef's office. His face looked like it was carved from stone, but she wasn't worried. That was his usual expression when he was working. As soon as his eyes la

Saskia blinked into the gloom, trying to remember where she was as her exhausted brain played catch up. The shadows had shifted as the day progressed. She yawned widely and glanced at the skylight over her bed. It was now dark out. She'd lost most of the day to sleep. She flipped the blankets back and shifted to the edge of the bed. That's when her brain registered what had woken her. Voices. She heard an indistinct murmur from the floor below hers. Since the loft was open, she could creep close to the stairs leading down and hear what was being said. "Let me talk to her first." Saskia glanced down to see Madison talking to her father. She was about to interrupt them, when Madison said, "I don't want her to hate me. I can make her understand." Lord Grayson, a tall, grey-haired man, snorted. "You think she'll understand that you've betrayed her for a luxury trip to New York with your boyfriend? No, Maddy, she's dangerous. Better to let me handle th

"A Mr. Dietrick and a Special Agent Moreau to see Mr. Koba." Jozef looked up from his desk, paperwork spread across the surface, and tried to reengage his brain. He'd been consumed by Krystoff's meticulous record-keeping, not something he had suspected his uncle capable of. Yet the evidence of Krystoff's obsessive need to record every interaction, be it financial, contractual or personal, filled a small room of file cabinets next to his office. Jozef had been engrossed in the records surrounding Leeza's marriage when Atlas had interrupted him. Though Jozef had recently found out about Leeza's parentage, it turned out that Krystoff had known for years and her marriage appeared to be based on the knowledge. Jozef couldn't figure out why, unless it was petty revenge against his now-beloved wife. He'd wanted her to suffer in some small way for birthing a bastard into the family and accomplished it by giving the girl away in marriage to a monster. The more Jozef read, the mor

The drive to the hospital took about thirty minutes. Shaun chatted amicably with Cooper, her new favourite bodyguard. He was growing on her more and more every day, a bit like a foot fungus. He encroached on her personal space, chattered incessantly and made inappropriate and unfunny jokes. He was one of those people who treated death like it was a hilarious affliction. But he was sweet when it counted, and he was always respectful. "You think the boss man will have those two assholes killed?" This was from Cooper. Shaun rolled her eyes at him. They were sitting together in the back seat of an SUV that had been assigned to Shaun for her visits into the city. Two other bodyguards sat up front. Both were straight-faced and uninterested in what was happening in the back seat. "Why would Jozef tell me he was going to kill someone?" she asked, not bothering to feel appalled by the question. She was getting used to Cooper. "I'm a doctor." "What does that have t

She hit the floor, rolled again until she was on her back and aimed the pistol, preparing to fire. Her eyes met the startled face of Nikolay. "What the fuck are you doing here?" she growled, shoving hair out of her face and lowering the gun. When she'd left Cece's, she'd gone to the only person who might actually help her. It was a risk but having a man on the inside was also a bonus. Nikolay helped set her up with the apartment and a car. Dasha had known well before Krystoff's death that Nikolay was betraying Jozef. She'd first suspected when he started turning up at the mansion after Jozef had moved into his club. Dasha had questioned Krystoff, and he'd admitted that Nikolay was in his pocket. Though Dasha wanted revenge, wanted to bring the killer of her husband down, she still despised Nikolay for his lack of loyalty. Perhaps it was his generation. None of them had loyalty anymore. If Jozef had been loyal, he wouldn't have gone rogue and the family w