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a deep voice commands. I turn. He walks in like he owns the place. Broad shoulders under a tailored black suit, dark eyes that slice through the chaos. His presence is heavier than the gunfire. Dante Morreti. I know that name. Whispers. Mafia. Blood. Power. The devil of New York. His gaze pins me in place. My chest tightens, breath shallow. “She’s the bride?” he asks, almost amused. “Yes, Boss,” one of his men answers. “Pretty little thing,” Dante murmurs, eyes raking me head to toe. “Shame she belongs to a coward.”

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“You’re insane.” “You’re the one who’s insane,” he snapped. “You think that man cares about you? You think all those sweet looks mean something? He’s a Mafia boss, Genna. He kills people like us for fun.” “Maybe he’s not as heartless as you think.” Marco’s eyes flared. “Listen to yourself. You sound pathetic. You’re falling for the enemy!” “I’m not falling for anyone,” I said firmly, though my chest tightened at my own words. “I’m just trying to survive.”

I nod my head and quickly walk around the counter and grab the coffee pot and a mug, walking back over to his booth and place the mug in front of him and instantly begin to pour the dark liquid into his mug. “So…..” the beautiful stranger begins then takes a sip out of his hot coffee then places it back down onto the table and looks up at me with his gorgeous blue eyes “Can I get your name or am I going to have to call you blondie or waitress for the rest of the night?” “My name is Lili” I reply to him, pulling my top lip with my teeth as I look down at him.

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I said without looking at him, waiting patiently for the metal to heat up. "What?" "I said, try again," I growled, my voice cold and low. "Mr. Gabriel?" "Wrong." I smirked, and then placed the hot blade on his palm. But that wouldn't hurt, right? I shifted slightly to where it would hurt most. This time, he couldn't hold back the scream as the searing metal sunk into his flesh. His friends watched in stunned horror. I leaned close to his ear. "My name is Luciano Russo, heir to the Italian Mafia. And I'm just getting started with you."

His gaze swept over Lina and Giovanni: cold and lethal. Bang! Rafael kicked the massive banquet table over. Silverware and wine crashed to the floor. The enormous Rossi family crest, custom-made and unmistakable, lay face-up. Rafael placed his foot on it. The metal buckled beneath his heel with a sickening screech. In the mafia world, this was the ultimate humiliation. The other dons went pale, but not a single one dared speak. He crouched in front of me. The moment his eyes took in my swollen, bleeding cheek and my shattered, blood-soaked fingers… The blue of his irises turned blood-red.