All Chapters of The Banker: An Alpha Male Dark Mafia Romance: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

My body had almost completely recovered, though I still had some pain. But even if I were at my worst, nothing would stop me from finishing this for good. Even if I couldn’t walk, I would still have made this happen.I wore one of my favorite suits even though it was about to be covered in blood. I would have the designer make another for me, and I wanted to look like the tyrant I was as I executed my enemy. We would do it in the middle of the night and leave his body hanging from a pole outside my bank—and the world would know I was victorious.Siena looked at me in the mirror. “I want to come, Cato.”I tightened my tie around my neck. “Trust me, you don’t.”“This is different—”“It’s worse. You couldn’t stand watching me shoot those criminals in the head. This will be much more gruesome.” I turned around to face her.She wore a pained expression. “What did he do to my father…?”I would take it to the grave because it was too disturbing. Now that I loved her, it was even painful for

CatoBates fell into the chair facing my desk. He pulled out a cigar as he started to ramble on. “Since the Skull Kings didn’t participate, I was able to restore our original agreement—”“Don’t smoke around me.” I pointed at his cigar then the ashtray. “Siena doesn’t want me to smoke, and I don’t want that shit to get in my hair and clothes.”“She’s that anal?”“No. I just don’t want to bring it around Martina.”Bates would normally call me a pussy or just do it anyway, but now, he listened to me. He slipped the cigar back into his pocket. “Alright.”“Thank you.”“That means I’m going to have to smoke less…which means I’m going to be healthier…which means I’m going to live longer. And that’s entirely your fault.” He eyed my liquor cabinet before he grabbed the decanter and a glass. He sat down again and helped himself. “Or maybe my liver will go bad, and I’ll die anyway.”“My fingers are crossed.”“As I was saying…the Skull Kings will repay their full debt.”“I’m surprised they agreed

The waiter came and took the plates away. We were left with the champagne, the candles, and the stars.“We should eat out here more often,” I said. “It’s nice.”“Yeah, it should be a tradition.” He leaned back in his chair and stared across his property, his fingers resting along his glass. “I bought this house because I wanted the privacy for my clients. But now I’m glad I bought it to have privacy with you and Martina. We can have our own lives away from everyone else. We can watch the stars without people watching us. I can have a normal life—with the woman I love.” His eyes moved to mine across the table. “I’ve been with a lot of women, but not one of them gave a damn about me. And the only woman who has ever cared about me hated me when she met me. But then she got to know me…and fell hard for me. She loved me despite my flaws. She saw the good instead of the bad. And she proved her loyalty to me…a million times over.”I listened to him pour his heart out to me, observing a versi

“Me too.” I hugged him and kissed him on the cheek. “Goodbye, my friend.”“He’ll come around, Miss Siena. That man loves you too much not to.”“I hope you’re right.” I got into the car and put Martina in the car seat. Then the car slowly started to pull away, circling the roundabout and the fountain. The gravel crunched under the tires as we left the property. I looked up at the three-story estate and wondered if Cato was watching me leave his life forever. Or if he was still in his bedroom, shutting me out because I’d hurt him so much.Whatever hurt he thought he felt, I felt it a million times more.He said loyalty was the most important thing to him. But when it came down to it, he wasn’t loyal to me. I’d sacrificed myself to save him, but he wouldn’t make sacrifices for me. At the end of the day, he made the same mistakes as my father. His arrogance blinded him to the truth, made him think he was invincible. My mother died because of my father’s stupidity. But I wouldn’t be let an

SienaI was feeding Martina a bottle that night when the doorbell rang.It was almost eight in the evening, so I assumed it was Cato stopping by for a visit. I was in my pajamas with my hair in a bun, but I didn’t have a chance to fix myself up in any way. My hand held the bottle to her mouth as I walked to the door and opened it.But it wasn’t Cato.It was Bates.With a serious expression and a hint of sadness in his eyes, he didn’t look like himself. He stepped inside and shut the door behind himself.Bates was the last person I expected to show up on my doorstep. “Everything alright?”“No. You’re living here, while my brother lives alone. Nothing is alright.” He looked down at Martina but didn’t give her the look of affection he usually did. “Cato has been in a mood all week, but I thought it would pass. When I confronted him about it today, he told me you guys split up—but he didn’t tell me why.” He looked at the TV, which showed the nightly news. He grabbed the remote and turned