The warehouse in the Meatpacking District was cold, even with the heaters running. Muna sat wrapped in one of Felix’s shirts, watching him talk to Vincent over an encrypted call about the council meeting happening that night.“Every family will be there,” Vincent said. “The Russians, Irish, Mexicans everyone.”“Security?” Felix asked.“As tight as possible, but it’s still risky. All our enemies in one room””“That’s the point,” Felix cut in. “We either take control now or fight them one by one later.”After the call, Felix walked to Muna and pulled her close. “You sure about this?”“No,” she admitted, “but we don’t have a choice. We show strength, or we look weak. There’s no middle ground.”He kissed her. It started soft but quickly turned into something hungry and rough. They needed to feel each other to remind themselves they were alive.When it was over, they stayed pressed together, breathing hard.“I love you,” Felix whispered. “Whatever happens tonight, remember that.”“I love y
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