The Mafia's Legend
They both gave me curt nods—sharp, controlled, professional.
“Your girl saved my girlfriend and the other women from being sold,” Giovanni—the Russian Mafia Leader himself—said with a grin that actually looked impressed. “I owe you, Ace. Tell me—how can I repay this favor?”
I shrugged a little. “Let’s go to my place and talk, yes?”
He nodded, understanding exactly what I meant:
Talk somewhere safe.
Somewhere private.
Somewhere not filled with idiots who think auctioning mafia women is a good idea.
We regrouped quickly. Alexia and Arielle were untied within seconds, and in a coordinated sweep, everyone was escorted out without drawing further attention.
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