Claimed by My Brother’s Best Friend (A Mafia Romance)
My brothers’ signatures scattered like fingerprints at a crime scene.
The blood drained from my face. My grip faltered. Even I hadn’t known.
“If you help me,” Damian’s voice cut through the spiral in my head, steady and sharp, “I’ll keep this a secret. And I’ll get rid of those brothers of yours.” He leaned forward slightly, elbows resting on his knees, his stare boring into me. “I know exactly how they’ve made your life miserable.”
The chair legs screeched as I shoved back from the table and shot to my feet. “How dare you look into my life!” My voice cracked, raw and feral. The sound bounced off the basement walls, too loud, too revealing.
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