All Chapters of S.I.X: The Mafia's Kryptonite: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

CarmenI fled the house in a blur of motion, rage burning so hot in my chest it scorched away all rational thought. My father’s voice boomed behind me, each word a command that made less and less sense as the blood rushed in my ears.The tears came unbidden, stinging my eyes, threatening to spill over – but I wouldn’t let them fall. Not yet. Not here. I wouldn’t give him that victory. My father had taught me that tears were weakness, and today – of all days – I wouldn’t be weak. Not when he was wrong. Not when everything he’d said felt like betrayal.The key fob shook in my hand as I pressed the ignition button from a distance. The engine roared to life, offering me a way out.I quickly jumped into the driver’s seat, glancing at the security guards in my rearview mirror as they rushed out of their posts in concern. I hit the gas, leaving them behind as I sped down the driveway.I arrived at the club and parked at the entrance. Maybe what I needed was one wild night—a night away from m

SixMorning arrived too soon, sunlight streaming through curtains I didn’t remember closing. The sheets beside me were empty but still warm.The muffled sound of running water from the bathroom pulled me back into reality. Last night had been wild, too wild to forget.I closed my eyes, replaying flashes of Carmen’s face, her body, the way she screamed my name.My phone buzzed on the nightstand, cutting through the haze. I grabbed it.Flight Reminder. New York.The assignment.This was my ticket out. The last task Don Antonio had for me. Complete it, and I’d finally leave this life behind.I got dressed quickly, slipping into my usual black-on-black attire. I didn’t wait for her to finish her shower.No goodbyes, no promises, no attachments. Just another fleeting moment to lock away with the rest of my sins.I paused briefly at the bathroom door, almost willing her to step out. Instead, I turned and left, my footsteps echoing in the silence.Twenty-four hours later, I stood in Capo Marc

SixKatherine’s eyes gleamed as she looked at me, a huge smile on her lips.Usually, I would have enjoyed the attention. She was a beautiful woman, probably the daughter of one of the powerful men in the room.I would have engaged with her, stared into those flirty eyes just for the fun of it, but I couldn’t.The thought wasn’t all that appealing anymore, not when she was right beside me, and I could feel her eyes traveling over me. I wondered what she was thinking, what was running through her mind.I turned to look at her, and she raised a brow at me. I frowned, feeling confused.Katherine cleared her throat, a sheepish smile on her face. I turned back to her. “What?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Arabella came to my rescue. “Katherine said something. She was expecting a reply...”I stole a quick glance at her, wondering if there was a hint of jealousy in her voice or if it was all in my head. I turned back to stare at Katherine and flashed her one of my rare full smiles

ArabellaSix followed me until I reached the restroom. I glared at him before walking in, hatred burning in my veins at the way he shadowed my every move.Just as I was about to shut the door, he put his foot between it. “I’ll be out here waiting for you,” he said, his voice cold and possessive.I didn’t reply. I tried to close the door again, but he didn’t move his foot.“Don’t lock it,” he instructed, eyes narrowing with suspicion that made my stomach clench.I huffed and nodded. He pulled away, and I shut the door. My heart was thumping so hard in my chest that I was sure everyone in the building could hear it.I carefully tiptoed around, my eyes scanning the dimly lit space for something, anything, that could aid my escape. I wasn’t just searching for a temporary outlet; I was searching for a way out of the life that threatened to trap me.Near the far corner, half-hidden by a streak of moonlight, I spotted a large, unguarded window. My pulse quickened. Without a second thought, I

ArabellaI let out an audible sigh of relief as I sauntered away. It was the same sigh of relief I let out when I realized Six didn’t hear my prior conversation with Don Corleone.If he had, my whole plan would have been completely ruined. When he called out to me at first, I was terrified that he had listened in on our conversation, but then, when he didn’t say anything, I relaxed.I could hear his footsteps trailing close behind as I walked through the small crowd of guests and outside the hall.I had enough partying for the night. All I wanted was to quietly retire. I wanted time alone, away from the man who was not that far behind.I bit my lower lip as a small blush crept up on my face, thinking about moments ago. His arm locked around my waist, his deep voice dark with warning, “Never do that again, Arabella...”The way my name rolled off his tongue made it sound exotic. The flash of anger in those midnight-black eyes left butterflies in my stomach.Why was I suddenly excited abo