Mafia’s Girlfriend
"You know the terms, Damian. You always have. I looked after you when you were nobody. Now, I expect you to look after me."
"I will."
"See that you do." A pause. "And Damian, be careful with distractions. They have a tendency of becoming liabilities."
The line went dead.
I gently placed the phone back on the desk, the numbers on the paper before me suddenly rendered meaningless.
Marcus Hale. Fifteen years of managing him, like a shadow that I'd learned to stay just a step ahead of.
And now, he knew about Lena.
I didn't know how-Sophia, one of my men, or simply the ubiquitous reach of his network; it didn't matter. He knew, and he had explicitly called her a distraction.
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