Semua Bab The Mafia Widow's Revenge : Bab 91 - Bab 93

DELUCAIt was driving me nuts—absolutely up the wall—every single moment spent without credible information on the location or whereabouts of Mr. Dain Saints.I couldn’t care less about anything else but finding out where he was and what he was doing. Every minute that passed had me mentally flipping through different ways to torment and torture the bastard once I got my hands on him—and it would be soon. It had to be. Otherwise, I might just go hunt him down myself, consequences be damned.“You done?”Lucas spun in his seat to face me. I gave him a look of annoyance, which, as always, he ignored and carried on.“Instead of being an asshole who thinks only of torture—which, by the way, I do appreciate—either pick up Colton’s calls or silence the damn phone. It's driving me nuts,” he admonished.My mouth fell open in surprise. It took a lot to annoy Lucas, and I knew he had a history with the same man. He had probably exhausted all his tech resources trying to find the bastard, just li

ELENAPain radiates through my shoulders as they laughed and drove off quickly. I stood up and gently lowered the kid to the ground—just as a frantic Francesca rushed out and pulled me into his arms."Oh my God, are you okay? I heard shots, and the kids kept praising how badass you were, and I couldn't help—""I'm fine," I cut off his rambling, rolling my shoulders and wincing at the pain."Just a mild scratch," I added, and he sighed, pulling me into an embrace. For once, I let myself feel the warmth that embrace brought.It had been a while since I last felt this loved, and I craved it—even as guilt tore at my heart for feeling this way about someone other than my husband.What happened today made me realize just how deep I was in, and how foolish I’d been to think I could handle this alone.This wasn’t good at all.A flash of memories filled my head. One of someone I had no intention of thinking about. But then I began to wonder.For so long, I had held a grudge against DeLuca, but