All Chapters of The Banker: An Alpha Male Dark Mafia Romance: Chapter 161 - Chapter 169

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CatoThe second Bates arrived at her doorstep, I knew he was there.And it was only a matter of time before he ended up on my doorstep too.Nosy fucking asshole.Two hours after he arrived at Siena’s house, he came to my front door and stepped into the entryway. My men told me when he approached the gate at the end of the driveway, so I walked downstairs in my sweatpants and waited for him to walk inside.He opened the door himself and crossed the threshold, because he was the only person in the world who had the right. He came face-to-face with me, and when he saw the pissed expression I wore, he knew I knew everything. “You should have told me yourself.”“I didn’t expect you to go behind my back.”“I didn’t go behind your back. She has my niece.” He was still in his suit because he went straight to Siena’s at the end of the workday. “She’s still family. And I have to make sure you don’t fuck up the greatest thing that ever happened to you.”“Well, too late,” I said bitterly.“Too la

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SienaMartina hadn’t calmed down since we started living alone.She missed her father all the time.It was incredibly sweet, but also heartbreaking.I missed our old home. I missed Cato. I missed the life we used to have…as a family.But Cato continued to refuse me.After breakfast that morning, I hurried upstairs when I heard Martina crying. I barely made it to her crib before I had to take a detour and rush to the bathroom. I suddenly felt sick to my stomach, and just as I reached the toilet, I threw up.My breakfast came up, and once the food was out of my stomach, I felt better.Must have been the eggs.When I remembered the last time I was sick like this, I leaned against the wall and nearly lost my breath. I’d been sick every morning until the realization hit me—that I was pregnant. Without even taking a pregnancy test, I knew the truth. “Why does Cato always get me pregnant…?” For a brief moment, I was happy, imagining having a son in his likeness. But then I remembered the sit

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CatoBates stepped inside my open door. “Talk to her yet?”I kept my eyes on my laptop. “You already know the answer.”“Then let me rephrase it. When are you going to talk to her?”“Bates.” I said his name in a warning tone. “Just butt out.”“I’m your brother. It’s my responsibility to make sure you don’t do anything stupid. And that goes both ways.”“You’re being stupid right now.”He stepped back into the hall and gestured to someone. “There’s a few people here to see you.”“Who?”A tall man with dark brown hair stepped inside. With hazel eyes, tanned skin, and in black jeans and a matching shirt, he looked familiar right away. He was a man in his late fifties, but he moved like he was in his early twenties. He approached my desk, holding my gaze like he wasn’t afraid of me—but he wasn’t hostile either.Siena walked in behind him, beautiful in a deep blue sundress and a yellow cardigan. Martina wasn’t with her. She looked slightly guilty for ambushing me, but she didn’t apologize fo

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I arrived at Siena’s house later that evening. All the lights were on in the windows, and my men were spread around the perimeter to make sure no one crossed the property line without permission.My eyes lingered on the front door, and I remembered all the nights I would stop by unannounced. I’d pick the lock and help myself inside like I owned the place—like I owned her. Then I’d take her body well into the night, coming inside her as much as I could because it gave me more pleasure than anything else in life. Her home was cozy and comfortable, possessing a charm my estate could never replicate.Probably because it was filled with her presence.I walked up to the door, and instead of letting myself inside, I knocked.“It’s open,” she called from within.I stepped inside and heard Siena washing the dishes in the kitchen. The faucet turned off, and she walked back into the living room to greet me. She didn’t seem surprised to see me, like she’d been expecting me all night.“Where is sh

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Bates sat across from me, unable to wipe the smirk off his face. “I’m glad you came to your senses.” He signed the sheet then passed it to me.I clicked my pen then added my signature to the bottom. “Siena is too.”“Because you were being a huge asshole.” He signed the next paper and handed it over.“Yes…I’m aware.” I added my signature.We kept up the system, getting through all the legal documents we needed to sign to get my name off all the official paperwork. I wanted the public to believe I’d really stepped aside, and the best way to do that was to make it official in the eyes of the law.“You think you can handle all this?” I asked.Bates scoffed. “I did most of the work anyway.”I glared at him.“Okay, maybe I didn’t. But I know I can always call. So, what are your plans? Going to open a new business?”I shrugged. “I’ve got another baby on the way, so I’ll probably just stay home for a while.”Bates stopped signing and gave me an incredulous look. “Wait, you guys are having ano

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Our wedding day wasn’t traditional in any way whatsoever.We decided to get married at the town hall with a few friends and family members before we returned to our house for a private dinner. It wasn’t fancy, but it was certainly special to us.We agreed to see each other for the first time just before we left for the town hall. He would wait at the bottom of the stairs for me, and I would make my grand appearance walking down all those flights of stairs in my mama’s wedding dress.I wore the bracelet Cato gave to me, along with pearl earrings and a pearl necklace. My mother had been a classy woman, so her dress was classy too. I stepped out of my bedroom and reached the top stair, my eyes immediately looking for Cato at the bottom.There he stood, in a deep blue suit with a matching tie. His eyes had been focused on my position because he’d been waiting for this moment for a long time. The second he saw at me, his eyes homed in further, and the corner of his mouth rose in a smile. S

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The Skull King Chapter 1BaltoI sat at the bar with a full glass of scotch in front of me. Quiet conversations from the other tables hardly reached my ears because people kept their private business to themselves. It was almost midnight on a Wednesday, so all the honest and hardworking people were in bed asleep. Anyone drinking at this hour was a criminal.Myself included.I stared into the amber liquid that dulled the headache at the back of my skull. Booze was the cure to all illnesses. It killed pain, depression, and horrible memories. It gave men a reason to keep living when there was nothing else to live for. We looked forward to the next glass before we even finished the previous one.Myself included.I could drink at the Underground with my men or I could drink in the privacy of my luxurious home, but I chose to come here because it was my favorite spot. It was quiet, but not too quiet. It was lonely, but not too lonely.I’d been too preoccupied with my drink to notice the wom

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I looked her up and down, from her perfect tits to her perfect legs. She could get anything she wanted, flaunting her sexiness like that. “I bet.” I pulled out my wallet and left the cash on the table. I also pulled out a business card, a single white card with a black skull on the back. “Call me if you change your mind. I’d be happy to be your next climax.” I scooted to the very edge of the stool, leaned forward, and then scooped my hand into those luscious black strands. I gripped the back of her hair tightly before I pressed my mouth lightly against hers. Plump and soft, her lips tasted like candy. So sweet and addictive, they made me wonder if she tasted that way everywhere, especially between her legs. My mouth treasured the initial contact, the slight surprise in her lips as they parted slightly.She kissed me back, invited me to take her mouth. Her kiss was still restrained, like she hadn’t gotten past the shock that I’d kissed her right in the middle of the bar, not giving a d

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The Skull King Chapter 3CassiniLucian bought me a car and granted me a generous amount of freedom—after I fought for those things. I told him our marriage would be much happier if I had the ability to go shopping, to meet friends for drinks, or just to get a cup of coffee while reading a book in a café. There was nowhere for me to hide, so I wasn’t a flight risk.As the time passed, he stopped being concerned about me.I think he actually trusted me.I drove into Florence and entered the large pasta factory my brothers owned. Our grandparents opened it in the early 1900s, and it’d been passed down through the generations until my brothers inherited it. I was part of that inheritance too, but then I married Lucian, and my involvement in the business was eliminated.I stepped inside the pasta room and saw the different pasta dangling from the drying rack in the center of the table. There were also various cheeses on the wooden table, like they’d been pairing them with the sauces. My b

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