The Mafia's Legend
Giovanni and Angelina sat in the back with Zayn, while everyone else followed in other cars.
The adrenaline was still coursing through me—my blood humming, heartbeat steady and calm, mind sharp. Killing does that to me. It clears my head.
“Amore,” Ace said suddenly, glancing at me. His eyes held amusement, danger, and something else I couldn’t quite place. “Do you realize you just shot the leader of the Lebanese Mafia?” His lips pulled into a small smirk. “They’re going to come after you now.”
I paused.
Oh. Oops.
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