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101

MarcoThe silence in my study was deceptive, a hoax that didn’t last long. While everything else appeared calm on the outside, I was suffocating on the inside, waiting with bated breath for any word about the deal with the Chellinis.It was more than just another negotiation, it was going to be a lifetime business pact. If this went through, I’d be the sole supplier for their entire new drug operation. That meant expansion. We would gain power.The quiet tick of the clock and the slow scratch of my pen as I signed off the last shipment invoice were the only sounds in the room.My whiskey sat untouched beside me. I hadn’t taken a sip. I couldn’t afford to. Not yet. Only when this was done, when everything was sealed.Then the door burst open.“Boss!” The soldier stumbled in, breathless. He didn’t even bother with protocol. His face was pale, like he’d seen a ghost. His eyes were wide with panic. “It’s the port… the deal’s been hit.”I stared at him, frozen. “What?”“There were gunshots

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MarcoWe didn’t speak on the drive there. What was there to say? The silence between Francesco and me was heavy. It wasn’t anger; the anger had been pushed to the side. It was sadness.The silence between us was numbing. It was the kind of silence that follows when someone who meant something to you is gone, and there’s nothing left to fill the space he once occupied.Franco was more than one of our men. He was family.His widow lived in a modest villa on the far end of the city, tucked behind rows of olive trees and a gate that hadn’t seen fresh paint in years. I used to tease him about it; I called it a shoebox with a fence.He’d laugh, always said it was just enough for him, his wife, and the two boys who always ran barefoot through the courtyard. It had been his parents’ house, his childhood home where he and his brother grew up.Now they’d never see him again.Francesco rang the bell. My hands were clenched in fists by my sides, nails digging into my palms. I had done this too ma

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MarcoThe whiskey burned going down, but I welcomed it. Hell, I needed it. The more it stung, the better. I needed it to hurt. I needed something to remind me I was still breathing.I wanted to drown myself and mute the raging voices in my head. I didn’t want to think anymore. I was tired of thinking. I had done too much of that, and I was going nowhere with it.I was buried underneath beautiful, scantily clad women, and yet I could not see them. The two women lounging on either side of me smelled like expensive perfume.They were pretty, dark-haired, and by far my favorite among the women—and one of them even had blue eyes, like her. Okay, maybe I was still slightly obsessed with her…Who was I kidding? I was big obsessed with her. But that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to kill her. I would kill her if I could find her. So where the fuck was she? Was she laid up in bed with Six like I was right now? The thought filled me with rage. I clenched and unclenched my fists.One of them started

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ArabellaHe was saying something ridiculous, something about how I laughed like a villain in an old cartoon. I swatted his arm playfully, mid-laugh, my body still trembling from the echo of it, when his phone started ringing.Leonardo pulled it from his pocket and checked the screen. His expression shifted in an instant, like someone had flipped off the lights behind his eyes.His jaw tensed. He answered it, stepping away slightly, his hand dragging down his face as he listened.I watched him carefully. His shoulders were still, but there was a different kind of tension in his stance now.The call ended. He put the phone down without a word.“Who was that?” I asked, trying to keep my tone light, even though I already knew it wasn’t good. My heart was pounding in my chest.He hesitated, then turned to face me again, that guarded look already back in his eyes.“Just one of my men,” he said. “Something happened.”“Six,” I said softly, stepping toward him. “Don’t do that. Don’t shut me ou

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MarcoThe music was blasting from the speakers, neon lights flashing, making it hard to see ahead. There was a strong stench of cigars and booze that clung to everything.Antonio’s club was exactly what I expected, with scantily clad men and women swaying their bodies seductively to the music. Some of them lay sprawled on velvet couches, clinging to the potbellied men throwing money around.When we walked in—me, Francesco, Emilio, and a wall of men behind us—the whole room cleared a path for us, mostly because of Emilio and the assault rifle that hung on his shoulders with a scowl on his face.Antonio spotted us immediately from his booth in the back, where he was nursing a glass of dark liquor and a girl was curled under his arm.The satisfied smile on his face fell, and his companion seemed to notice the change in his mood because she turned in our direction and wisely took the nearest exit.“Hey, M—Marco, I wasn’t expecting you,” he stuttered.We kept walking. His men were now on al

106

MarcoFrancesco escorted a woman across the marble steps toward me. She was wearing a lush red dress that clung to her like a second skin. Her heels clicked with confidence, hips swaying like she knew what I wanted.Long dark hair, porcelain skin, light blue eyes—not as intense as hers, but the resemblance was enough to twist something in my gut.Francesco stopped in front of me, a scowl on his face. “She looks like her,” he muttered.“Don’t,” I said flatly, already lighting a cigarette.He gave a quiet snort. “Right. You’re working on it.”“I am.”“Yeah, sure,” he muttered under his breath.I didn’t think he believed me, and usually, I’d have taken the time to convince him, but I wasn’t feeling up to it. We had still not recovered our losses when the Chellinis struck.Six had been quiet for days, which was unlike him, but that only heightened my anxiety—the wait, not knowing who was next. It didn’t help that I had this high society function that I couldn’t miss, even though the last

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BiancaThe tension in Marco’s study was suffocating since he got back from that event. Heck, the whole house was, and that was why I always made myself scarce. Today, however, he had called for a meeting of the family.Although I didn’t think I was really a part of it, I sat silently in the corner, legs crossed, back straight, trying not to flinch every time one of them raised their voice. Marco was sitting behind his desk, his shoulders stiff, his face contorted in anger. He was barely in control.Francesco was pacing, his hands slicing through the air as he tried to make his point again and again, like he was talking to a brick wall. “We can’t do this right now,” he snapped, spinning to face Marco. “In the last weeks alone, we’ve lost eight of our men. Eight. Franco and Nonna—”His voice cracked, just for a second. “We’re bleeding out and you want to throw a funeral like nothing’s happening?”Marco’s jaw clenched so tight I could hear the grind of his teeth. “It’s not about the fune

108

SixShe stumbled in, laughing with some guy like she didn’t have a care in the world. Her hand fumbled with the light switch, and the second the room lit up, her eyes landed on me.“Christ!” she gasped, nearly tripping backward. Her smile vanished like a switch had been flipped. “What are you doing here?”“Hello, Bianca,” I said calmly, raising my gun and pointing it straight at her.She froze, eyes wide, chest rising and falling. Her friend took a step toward her—brave, or stupid, maybe both.I tilted the gun toward him. “Now,” I said slowly, “you’re going to leave and go back to your miserable life if you know what’s best for you.”He hesitated. Idiot.“Don’t make me say it again.”His mouth opened. Nothing came out. Then, finally, he nodded quickly and scrambled out the door without a word. The door slammed behind him, and the silence was heavy.Bianca’s shoulders dropped. Disappointment flashed across her face, like she’d hoped he’d stay. Cute…“I hope you don’t like him that much

109

SixShe was waiting at the doorstep when I arrived at the house. Her eyes lit up when she saw me.“Hey,” she sighed in relief.I hated leaving her alone, but most of all, I hated seeing her worry. I could only imagine the thoughts running through her head whenever I was away, knowing I might never come back.At first, I didn’t want to bring it up, but I did one night. Things were going great now, but it could all go to shit, too. She knew who to call if I didn’t come back.She had access to all my accounts. She would be safe, I made sure of it. She didn’t like the possibility, so every night when I had to leave, she would wait for me.“My love,” I whispered, pulling her in for a long embrace.She relaxed in my arms and wrapped her hands around my neck. “It’s always hard when you leave.”“I know,” I whispered in her ear. “I know. It’ll all be over soon.”I slipped a hand around her waist, pulling her close. She was standing on her tiptoes at this point. Then I picked her up so she was

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ArabellaIt took every last bit of restraint I had in me not to go with him to the bathroom, but it wasn’t strong enough, because I was waiting behind the door when he got out.I was staring at his hard chest; droplets of water trickled down. I longed to trace a pattern with my fingers down to the V indent teasing me from underneath that towel that was hung loosely around his waist. I could see his rising bulge. And when I looked up at him, he was ogling me unashamedly.His eyes took in the white lace lingerie I had on, with a garter and lace stockings. My cheeks flamed up in embarrassment. And all the confidence with which I had put on the outfit and fixed my hair and makeup was gone out of the window.“I—I s-saw the outfit in the drawers, and I thought—”He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me towards him, his lips capturing mine in a passionate kiss. I felt small in his large, powerful arms. My breasts were squished against his chest. He picked me up like I weighed nothing, so I was

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