Semua Bab Angel In The Mafia’s Hell : Bab 21 - Bab 30

Another knock reverberated through the small apartment.I approached the door and peered through the peephole to see a young man standing on the other side. He wore a tailored suit, but something about him felt off; maybe it was the black ink of a tattoo that peeked out from under his crisp dress shirt, creeping up his neck like a shadow. “Who is it?” I called through the door, my heart pounding. There was no way in hell I was going to open the door to give him a chance to chop me up into little pieces and turn me into Hannibal Lecter’s next victim.“Miss Summer? I have a special delivery for you,” came the muffled response from the other side. I hesitated. What I saw out the peephole made my stomach twist. No way. Was that...?I finally opened the door. “Did anyone ever tell you that you look like an older, dark, twisted Hero Fiennes Tiffin?” I blurted out.The man raised an eyebrow, amusement flickering in his hazel eyes. A wry smile crept across his full lips as he replied, “I...I

Lorenzo stepped aside to let me in the office, standing sentinel at the door. I walked in, scanning the room, and noticed Mya’s desk was cluttered but cozy. Among the papers, I spotted a picture of Mya with an adorable little boy who looked about three or four. He must have been Mya’s son. He had her smile.I saw more photos on the walls of Mya with what looked like her parents, and another shot of her with Nicholas and the guys at some kind of party. They all looked like they were having a blast, and it was clear they were a tight-knit crew.With a resigned sigh, I plopped down in one of the chairs, pulling out my phone to pass the time since I wasn’t given an actual task to do. Scrolling through my feed, I tried to distract myself, but the minutes dragged on. After a while, I tucked my phone away, feeling bored and a little antsy. I glanced at the clock and realized an hour had slipped by.Just then, my bladder made its demands known. I opened the door and peeked outside. The hallwa

NicholasI never claimed to be a good man.I’ve taken lives without a second thought.And not an ounce of remorse coursed through my veins at getting Summer fired from her job. In fact, it only intensified my desire to have her close to me.But I found myself wrestling with the need to apologize, even though I didn’t feel remorseful. The thought of Summer harboring resentment toward me...bothered me. I couldn’t shake the discomfort it brought. So I drove my ass to her apartment, but when I arrived at her place, it was empty. Frustrated, I called Luca. If anyone could locate her, it would be him.When I arrived at the burger place, conversations hushed as I stepped through the door and eyes widened with disbelief that I was walking into a family restaurant. Others quickly averted their gazes, aware of my reputation.But I didn’t give a shit about that. My focus was on Summer and the unresolved tension between us. I scanned the room, searching for her face among the crowd, determined to

This fucking woman.I slammed the door and barked at Miguel, one of my guards. “Make sure she gets her ass home and stays there.”Miguel nodded and entered the room.Her sass just turned me on even more. I wanted to stick my dick down her throat just to shut her the hell up, but I had to make an example of her. Otherwise, my men and clients would see that she was my weakness, and in this world, there was no room for weakness. And that would put her in as much danger as me.Maybe it was a mistake to let her get to me, but my heart that had been cold and dead had been brought back to life the moment she walked into my club. This feeling was burning me from the inside out. They were similar feelings I had for a woman from my past who later betrayed me in the worst way possible. My past taught me I couldn’t afford to have feelings like this for anyone, especially an angel like Summer.There was an innocence about her but also a darkness that was begging to be released. I saw it with the w

Nicholas leaned over the bar and lifted my chin with a firm grip. The contact was electrifying, sending shivers down my spine as he tilted my face upward to meet his gaze. I felt a mixture of vulnerability and desire, as if his touch was claiming me in a way that words never could.“Did you think I hadn’t noticed you?” His voice was meant for my ears alone. “Is that why you’re getting so cozy with another man? In my club? In front of me?”I tried to pull away, but he tightened his grip, and I winced. His touch sent sparks coursing through my veins, awakening feelings that I never felt before.“No,” I breathed.He locked his gaze on mine, holding me captive. I squirmed under the intimidation I saw from looking into his sapphire eyes, which shimmered in the bar’s low, ambient glow.A faint smile curled Nicholas’s lips, though his eyes remained hard. “All you need do is say the word, and I’m yours,” he replied softly.My breath caught in my throat.Being around Nicholas made me feel thin