Taryn VescariThe lingering memory of my dream was haunting my thoughts, keeping me completely detached from reality. My feet led me straight to the Black Crown Lounge from sheer muscle memory as I tried to convince myself that the dream was nothing to obsess over. It was clearly a psychological reaction to getting close with Rocco Falcone last night and cutting things off before it went anywhere. Just stupid, running hormones messing with my head.I shook the lingering fog from my mind and snapped back to reality as I neared the lounge. Oddly, I wasn't the only person heading toward the entrance. Sure, it was the main syndicate watering hole in the Vescari District and was usually packed during peak hours, but we never had a line stretching all the way down the pavement—especially not at three in the afternoon.Dozens of Vescari soldiers and local enforcers were gathered in a dense crowd outside the Black Crown Lounge, and the heavy metal door was propped wide open. Several armed guy

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"Every person standing in this room was his trusted lieutenant or his closest ear," Rocco continued, his eyes sweeping across the crowd to let the room digest the blow. "I wanted you to hear it directly from me. Because we have explicit proof that my father was assassinated."Shouts, violent curses, and the sound of weapons shifting against leather jackets echoed through the lounge. A wave of raw aggression surged through the room.My thoughts were racing as I tried to process the immediate fallout. Was this the start of a full-scale war across the district, or was it an internal execution? What did this mean for the rest of us working the lower blocks? Was everything about to burn down around us?"I know this is sudden, and I know my age makes some of the senior capos hesitant," Rocco shouted over the noise, stepping closer to the edge of the platform. "But I expect full loyalty as I take over my father's chair. My very first directive as boss will be tracking down every single perso

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Taryn VescariCutting through the packed crowd inside the Black Crown Lounge was a lot easier without armfuls of booze, and I was almost to the back kitchen doors when a heavy, calloused hand clamped onto my rear. It wasn’t some accidental brush or a subtle bump in the dark. It was a full-on, possessive squeeze. I spun on my heel, and without giving a single damn who it was, I drew back my arm and threw a hard right hook straight into the bastard’s jaw."Fuck!" my bruised knuckles screamed, and so did Damian Varga as the impact cracked across his face.Damian slammed both hands over his nose, blood immediately spurting out through his fingers and dripping down his leather vest. "You crazy bitch!""I told you three times this week, it's never going to happen, Damian!" I stared daggers at him, my jaw clenched so hard my teeth ached.Damian dropped his hands, exposing his bloody face as his lips pulled back in a nasty sneer. "I’m going to teach you some fucking manners right here on the

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