All Chapters of Daughters of Ruin: 3 Sisters fall for the Mafia: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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11. No One's Savior

Charli“Hello, wildflower.”My lips part. I don’t know if it’s fear or something else that makes me lick them, but his eyes track the motion.He stands. The shuffle of his jacket as he buttons it echoes louder in the room than it should. Am I losing my mind? Why is it so loud?The man who pulled the bag off my head steps forward. He bows his head slightly before looking at Elijah. “We were at The Spine when she-”A look, just one, is all Elijah gives him. And the man shuts up. My knees start trembling again.“Leave,” Elijah says.He doesn’t even make sure to look and see if they follow his orders. He reaches down and grabs a cup of liquor and downs it. The room clears in a second, like its been lit on fire.Then it’s just us. Me and the crime lord. Me and Elijah Holder.My lungs stutter. My skin prickles. When he moves toward me, I flinch so hard my shoulder hits the wall. He smirks, humming deep in his chest like my fear amuses him.He doesn’t say anything. He crouches beside me and

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12. New Patient

CharliThe bag stays on.My body jolts against his with every step and he feels so unbothered. His breathe is light, the beat of his heart slow. It’s like he feels nothing, thinks nothing. Like my life weighs nothing in his hands. Both literally and figuratively.The moment the door opens, the blast of the music comes again. I know where we are now.Vanta.A nightclub and high end strip club.The Syndicate’s main meetinf place. It’s been speculation, it’s where Ali wanted to come look for father when mom lost her mind. Mom forbade it, of course.I feel his chest move beneath me, and I know he is speaking, but I can’t understand him with the music. The air changes again, cooler this time, quieter. And I know we’ve left the club.I can’t see, can’t breathe, but I feel him.His warmth seeps through my torn clothes. His arms are tight around me, his chest solid where I’m pressed against him. I don’t know what to think. I don’t even know if I can think. My heart’s beating too loud.A car d

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13. Does It Matter?

CharliI look down at my hands, the white bandages wrapped around my palms and my knuckles. I can’t really bend my fingers but it’s not like I want to. It hurts.Elijah walks back in from where he walked Dr. Rav to the front door. If it weren’t for the fact that he’s looking down at his phone, I wouldn’t have the nerve to look at him. He loosens the tie around his neck and sighs, clearly upset by what he sees on the screen. My eyes widen, gaze trailing down his body as he slowly starts to unbutton his shirt.“Come.”I blink at him, my skin reacting in goosebumps.He looks up from his phone and the look in his gray eyes is enough for me to stand from the couch. He looks me over, eyes tracing me from my head to my toes and then he turns without another word.When he disappears around the corner I jolt from my spot, following him. He leads me down a large hall with massive photo frames and mirrors. I catch my reflection and flinch.I look absolutely terrible. Mascara running down my face

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14. I Feel Fine

JoI finish my bowl of ice cream and return to my usual spot on the couch; it is now dented with my ass print on it.The sight makes me scowl. It makes me feel lazy and disgusting: gross.Ali made me call off work yesterday and today I had no shift, so I’ve been on the couch all day. I sit back down, grabbing my laptop and placing it on my lap.I narrow my eyes as I look at the code staring back at me from the screen97% of code problems can be solved with patience, access to the internet and enough coffee to fuel a war.I’m on my fourth cup and my third attempt at rewriting the script to reroute Zack Ember’s offshore account. He’s a sitting senator and has a clean voting record. That and a decent smile, and a beautiful wife he thinks no one knows he cheats on.Idiot.I sit in sweats that haven’t been washed in three days, hair tied up, an old hoodie wrapped around my shoulders, it’s my armor. My fingers fly across the keys and the code fails again.I groan. Loudly.“Come on,” I mutte

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15. What Did You Mean?

CharliI haven’t left the bedroom all morning.The tray of breakfast food sits exactly where the guard left it. It’s on the floor, untouched, growing cold for the last hour.I know I’m hungry, I must be, but my stomach is twisting and turning from the nerves. It has been all night and part of the reason why I didn’t sleep at all. I remade the bed, though.It felt weird when I woke up and it was the only messed up thing in the room. I want it to feel like I’m not here, like I haven’t been here because I hope to leave and never come back.Just like Elijah never came back last night.The hours stretch long and quiet, and I’m perched on the window bench, knees pulled up, one hand tugging gently at the edge of my bandages. The cotton has started to fray, little threads curling outward. They’re also a little gray from lint and dust.I look out below, watching the lake ripple beneath the wind. I opened the pane a little and it lets the sound in; it’s all I hear besides my own breathing. I wa

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16. A Dog to Thank

CharliI pace the room for the full thirty minutes, or maybe longer. I’m not exactly sure how long it takes for me to gather the courage to step outside.I lost track after twenty-two laps and two full debates with myself about whether I should just crawl under the bed and live there forever. Maybe they will think I disappeared, jumped out of the window and found my way to freedom.I keep glancing down at myself. His t-shirt hangs off one shoulder, the boxers cinched tight by a tie I knotted myself. It’s not just that it feels casual, but it feels intimate, too. It feels wrong, like I’m doing my walk of shame in the middle of the day.Isn’t wearing a man’s clothes a direct indication that you are sleeping with him? I shudder at the thought of sleeping with a killer, and such an icy one at that.It’s all I have though, even my tattered dress from yesterday is completely gone.Eventually, I inch toward the door and open it slowly, peeking out like I might find Elijah himself standing th

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17. Try Me

AliI know he has it.Jason fucking Caravelli.He distracted me in the cafe, and something tells me that he is a lot better at his job than I give him credit for. I might as well have just handed it to him since he took it so easily.I should have never taken my notebook out of the house, that thing has too much information on it for me to treat it so carelessly. I’m a fucking idiot and I can’t help chastising myself the entire driverhere.I’m getting that notebook back from him. I’m not going to let him win.Vanta pulses with music as I watch it from across the street. Men drunk and high stumble out of the doors and I scowl, wondering how many of them are married and with kids at home. Red and violet lights flash from the neon sign and reflect against the wet pavement.The line to enter wraps around the corner, but I don’t waste time. I cross the street and walk straight to the front, past a group of girls struggling to stand straight on their stiletto heels.I’m not waiting in line

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18. There's Nothing We Can Do

JoI wipe the steam from the espresso machine with more force than necessary. The entire machine rattles on the counter.Who the hell does this guy think he is?Just because he has a stethoscope and a smug, handsome smile doesn’t mean he gets to slap a diagnosis on me. He’s not my doctor, he doesn’t know me.I don’t have to listen to him.Hypoglycemia.I roll my eyes at I remember the instructions he gave me like I was a child.Regular eating schedule. Yeah, doofus. I do that already.Limit your stress. If only he knew I spent most nights wide awake, hacking into people’s bank accounts and making them pay for their indiscretions. Like I need some mafia-funded doctor to spell it out for me while I’ve been dealing with this my entire life. I didn’t need a name for it.I shake the thought off, and shove a clean mug into place just as the door chimes. I lift my face to welcome the customer, and blink when I see Ali walking in the door.She looks like hell.Her black hoodie’s sleeves are p

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19. The Gardner

CharliI stay outside long after Elijah finishes his tea and excuses himself, saying something about court.Of course, he’s still on trial. My stomach twists as I think about that and how he basically confessed to laundering money. Does that mean he is going to kill me after all of this is over?I swirl the ice around in my glass, forcing a deep breath into my chest. I refuse to go back inside. That house makes my skin itch.Everything inside is too quiet, too clean, like the air’s been scrubbed of oxygen. There are no flowers inside, no plants, no decor that isn’t dark and heavy. Not to mention the guards and how they stand, never looking directly at me, but always watching me like they’re waiting for me to try to run.I shiver, deciding to take my time and walk around. My bare feet slap against the stone path and then I step off, enjoying the soft grass beneath my toes. I breathe in, liking how dirt seems to ground me, how it reminds me that I’m still alive.The backyard is beautifu

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20. Am I Not Nice?

CharliThere’s a tree near the edge of the grass, kind of like the one near our house. I glance around. The guards don’t move. One watches me but doesn’t approach.I take my chances. Climbing trees has always been easy for me. The bark is rough beneath my hands and my feet, but it doesn’t bother me. It’s just a reminder that even beautiful things have to have tough skin.I perch on a thick branch and let my head fall back. The lake sparkles in front of me, and past the gate, on the other side, there’s nothing but forest. Trees and trees and trees, all the way to the horizon.I imagine losing myself in them. I imagine diving into the lake and never coming back up. I close my eyes, just for a second.A throat clears beneath me.My eyes snap open, and my heart shoots into my mouth. Elijah stands at the base of the tree, jacket off, sleeves rolled up, his expression unreadable.I’m frozen. This is it. He’s going to drag me down. Or shoot me. Or—He steps closer to the trunk, places a hand

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