All Chapters of The Devil's Heir: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

JarekWhat a way to rain on my fucking parade. Someone is going to pay dearly for interfering with this special day. As pissed as I am about being interrupted, I can't help the grin that splays across my lips from hearing the good news. We're having a boy."I'm sorry you were called away, Mr. Falcon. I can go back and pick her up once I drop you off," Jackson offers.I wave him off. "I've already contacted Richards to go pick her up. Hopefully, the damage isn't as bad as Lansky made it sound.""Lansky is the one who called you?" Jackson asks, frowning."Yeah, what of it?""Nothing…" he shakes his head. "I just figured it would be someone higher up the ladder."Although Jackson's statement is true, there would be chaos if there were an explosion. The warehouse manager was probably trying to delegate jobs to everyone. I shrug off his words and pull my phone out.A text from Lily tells me that Richards has picked her up, but before I can respond, Jackson curses. I look up and see the des

JarekThe whole estate is in an uproar over Liliana's disappearance, but none are as distraught as I am. My office looks as if thieves have come in and ransacked it—broken glass and furniture litter almost every corner.Every time we get a lead that doesn't pan out, another bout of destruction occurs. I don't know how much more of this I can take before I start hurting people. Lily's friends have steered clear of me, not that I care. The old bat doesn't like me as it is, so I really don't want to keep seeing her glare at me the way she did when she heard about what happened."What the fuck do you mean Lily was taken? She was with you!" she squawked. "Leave it to a Falcon to fuck shit up! You better pray my friend and that babe are found safe…"The woman pretty much threatened me, but I can't blame her—I fucked up. It's been two fucking days—Lily can be anywhere. Make no mistake, I will not stop until I find my pauper and heaven help the motherfucker who took her. If there's the littles

JarekIt's dark by the time we get to the cabin. There are a few guards, because clearly, Carmen didn't think she would need more. The bitch probably thought she was in the clear. I ensured only my trusted men knew of my plan and who was involved.It's been a long time since I've been part of a raid like this; my men usually take care of the grunt work. However, this involves Liliana, and I will not leave it to anyone else to save her. I need to personally see that she is alive and uninjured."Koval, you take your men and disarm all the guards. Do whatever it takes to keep them from alerting our presence," I order through the earpiece.My men are positioned around the cabin, hidden within the thick forest. The trees are so dense, so unforgiving, that no one can see us—not even her. That's Carmen's second mistake—dragging Lily into the woods, believing she could keep my pauper hidden. She never considered the very shadows she trusted would betray her. She can't see us coming, and that

JarekI had said it. I told Liliana that I loved her. I hadn't expected her to say it back, but it doesn't mean I didn't feel disappointed when she didn't. I did a despicable thing to her, and she's slowly forgiving me. I can't expect her to fall in love with me just because the sex is great. She will in time, as long as she stays and gives me the chance.I've spent the last few days with Lily, giving her my every moment, but I couldn't put off the inevitable any longer. As I walk into The Reformatory, the workers nod as I pass them, and I return their greeting with my own nod.I enter the basement, where we keep our cells, and am greeted by Frankie. He immediately unlocks the door to the hall leading to the cells."Have they given you any issue?"Frankie smirks, "Only when Joey comes and visits Zita Rossi."I narrow my eyes and ask, "Why is that?""Have you never heard those two go at it?" Frankie asks astonishingly."Un-fucking-believable! He knows better than to fuck the prisoners.

Jarek"Rossi has arrived at his home back in Italy," Lonzo informs me over lunch.My underboss called, asking me to meet him because he had news about our little friend. Joseph Lonzo Sr. may not have had a beef with the Rossi Boss before, but now that he almost took Lonzo's son from him, he wants Rossi to pay dearly."Does he know we have his daughter?" I ask, lifting my glass of whiskey and taking a healthy sip.The restaurant where we meet for these particular meetings is private for the Elite in the city. Anywhere from doctors, lawyers, and corrupt businessmen, dine here when they don't want to be bothered. I have a special table at the back so we can see who enters at all times.There are only a handful of diners here at the moment, so it's pretty quiet. That's how I like it. It makes no difference how corrupt or upstanding the person is; I don't trust anyone. My top-tier men are the only ones I trust with my life.The smile on my underboss's face is all I need to know that he's u