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"Hey, I'm not afraid of threats from you. You will regret kidnapping me who is a stubborn woman. I would rather die than marry you, ah—" I was shocked when his hand grabbed my neck, pressing hard until my head snapped back. "You think death is the best choice for you hmm—even to die, you have to beg me!" "Eummph—" He kissed me, rough, hasty and greedy until I was out of breath. "Hh—you" "You want to play with me hmm—I will serve you happily" Bastard! He bit my lip, the taste of blood tasted on my tongue… damn! What kind of man is he! Is there any woman who can love a sadistic man like him. Oh God save me from this devil.

“Eliminate the issue.” I nibbled on my top lip. “Eliminate—kill? Maybe my mother wants to know me.” Dario pressed his lips together. “The alliance with the cartel has worked. Your marriage will broaden our alliance to include the bratva. Your mother exploited your sister for money and drugs. A leopard doesn’t change its spots.” “Do you have proof that she’s out?” Dario walked around to the other side of his desk. Shuffling through some papers, he pulled out a gallon-sized plastic bag with pictures inside. “Are you sure you want to see these?”

For the first time, I saw not just the man who controlled everything but the man who would destroy anyone who disrespected me. It made my pussy tingle. I loved a chivalrous man, like Jabari from Entergalactic. Dinner was an endless conversation about mundane things. Every woman at the table was dripping in diamonds and gossip. They smiled with perfect teeth, all wives of mafia lords and crime bosses. “So,” one of them drawled, a brunette with too much perfume and a Cartier bracelet, “how long have you two been… engaged?” Azrael didn’t hesitate to lie. “Six months.”

- You are a hypocrite that frankenstein, it was not David Del Valle, you disrespected me first, and I always knew that the damned one is still alive, and I am not sure where you have him, but I do know he is alive. Maria De La Cruz, and her people had undoubtedly gone overboard with their actions again, as they would have bought one more great enemy, but what is a mafia without enemies? They put the Colombian totally naked, they totally changed him, they checked his ears, hair, nails, so that he would not have any secrets, they left him in the Brazilian border to survive as he could, and that was undoubtedly the beginning of the great mafia war, that would have been detonated, thanks to him,

Sarah I feel bad for what I'm about to do but there's little to no choice left. It's my last chance to finally get rid of these shadows that hunts me. One after the other. My little way of finally finding redemption from every association of the Mafia world. Luca, Don Joe. Shawn... Everyone of them. And Now Marco. I've to start from somewhere, now that I know that the Sidorovs are a big part of all my father faced when he was alive.

He extended his arm while showing the red mark from her hit. Clara rolled her eyes, "Can you be a little more serious? Something bad is happening, and you're still worried about your reddened arm?" "Come on, the mission is well planned, and I know exactly what to do there. I won't attack Liam and his troops in Canada. In fact, I'm not tasked with attacking ElWagner's headquarters because Rafael has arranged a team from a mafia network led by Mikael Williams." "Who is Mikael Williams?" Clara furrowed her brow upon encountering another unfamiliar name in Lucas's story.

I was furious “Lord is a Mafia king. There is no way he would get us a place he didn't keep under watch. One thing I know about the Mafia is that they don't trust anyone. What would have happened if you said whatever you wanted to say? He would have heard us and probably was watching us and would know exactly what was happening”, Lucas explained. I suddenly felt stupid as I covered my face in my palms in shame, It all made sense now, there was no way he would have stopped me from talking had he not kissed me. His earlier expression explained it all. He was trying to warn me not to say anything. And there I was thinking he was hitting on me. I felt stupid

I got out of the car and walked straight to the loading door. The paint was still wet in places, dark red against the metal, sloppy in a way that told me it had been done quickly. My name. Beneath it, Valentina's. Nothing else. No threat spelled out, no demand, just the two names sitting there together like a question someone wanted me to answer. "Cameras," I said. "Disabled an hour before it happened," the manager said. "Whoever did it knew exactly where they were." Renzo crouched near the door, studying the paint without touching it. "This isn't Don Marco's usual style. His men don't leave calling cards. They don't need to."

I had zero intention of dragging my family's name into the media dirt or letting a bunch of scavengers parade me around as a federal scapegoat. I looked up from the terrifying eyes of Raina Vance and locked my gaze directly onto Alberto's smiling face. "You really thought this through, didn't you?" I whispered. “What can I say? We learned from the best, Capo," Alberto said softly. “Every detail, Roman," Alberto replied, his eyes gleaming with victory. "We gave you a dead cousin years ago.” “Today, we give you a choice, take our drug charges and save this girl, or let Marcus Vance destroy your empire before sunrise."

🌹 A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR 🌹 This is Book Two in the ‘Entangled’ series, and it continues the story after the events of Book One titled—Bound to the Mafia Lord. While you can read this book on its own, I strongly recommend reading Book One first for a clearer understanding of the characters, relationships, history, and events that have already taken place. There are several names and references throughout this book that were introduced in the previous story. But if you’ve decided to start here… welcome anyway. 🤭❤️