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"You look like hell, Roman. Che cazzo, did you wrestle a lion while I was gone?" "Worse," I grunted, swirling my glass. "I had to handle business." "Ah, the great Capo working overtime. How are you holding up, brother?" "Surviving," I replied, my inner thoughts drifting straight back to the car, to the tight heat of Gianna, and the delicate toy I had left buried inside her. My jaw tightened. "And you?" "Alive and breathing," Luca said, taking a slow sip. "Which is more than I can say for half our enemies. So, how was the little trip you went to take care of? Did the devil get what he wanted?"

I sighed and stared at the service man who was left to escort me with anything, but I knew that he was to watch over me. Not that I would try to not after last night. He and his sick games. I knew by now that he loves playing those sick games of his just to see how far I would go and test my tendencies. In a mafia party with dozens of guards surrounding the place, do I really have a chance to escape? No, and I'm not dumb to think that I stand any chance. "I'm bored." I spoke my mind to that man. "Don't worry, Mrs. Romano, we have a library. Would you like to have a look?"

I muttered, standing so fast my sarong fluttered around my legs. He chuckled, low and familiar. “That’s a hell of a greeting for the man who once had you sneaking out just to see him.” I stiffened, my pulse spiking. God, he looked even sharper now, sun-kissed skin, tattoos I didn’t remember inked along his arm, a tailored shirt open just enough to tease. Mafia royalty. “What the hell are you doing here?” I demanded. He spread his arms, shameless. “Same thing as you, darling. Swimming with the sharks. You didn’t think I’d always be on the outside looking in, did you?”

I gulped, trying to control the pounding of my heart. “The opening bid starts at five hundred and five million dollars.” The room became noisy. “Six hundred million...” I didn't know how long the bidding was going on, but I zoned out. The numbers continued to increase, higher and higher. Each voice twisted my stomach tighter. I could not force myself to look at the men who were bidding. I already lost my mafia princess status; I was no longer Lucia Romano, one of the most dangerous mafia families in Italy. I was just a prize, a slut, a possession, and another woman in a cage.

Growing up, my life wasn’t a fairytale despite what it may have looked like, my parents were wealthy and I needed or wanted nothing but their attention, their love, and their gentleness unfortunately though those words were not in my parents vocabulary instead they used violence and had both me and my brother growing up around petty thieves and criminals which is why when I decided to leave my childhood home I promised myself that i would never get involved with anything like that ever again. “Cole Jones?” I suddenly ask in a low whisper as my eyes continue to look down at him, his smirk still present on his lips but his eyes were following my co-worker who apparently ran out without sputter

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Artemis asked, a rare, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips as a particularly pompous old Don from Chicago waddled past. Claudine snorted, a small, genuine laugh escaping her. “Oh, you know, just living the dream. One part captive, two parts trophy wife, all parts ready to set something on fire.” She leaned in conspiratorially, lowering her voice. “This whole ‘mafia bride’ thing is exhausting. My feet are killing me.” Artemis let out a soft chuckle. “You look like you’re handling it.”