Mag-log inShe leaned against the bar.“Thank you for the flowers,” she said quietly. “What did you want to talk about?”I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. I didn't expect it to be easy, but I had hoped for a slightly warmer reception.“There’s a lot we need to discuss. About us, about what happened, and
MiaNearly a month had passed since the raid, and life had settled into a new routine. I was working as a nurse, and the steady rhythm of the hospital shifts was both grounding and exhausting. Mom was at the penthouse on bedrest, recovering from her surgery, but her spirits were high. She had a job
"Everybody on the ground now!"Agents burst into the room, guns drawn. The attendees opened fire on them but they were overwhelmed.In the midst of the chaos, I spotted Dimitri, clutching his shoulder. Glaring at me, his face twisted in a mix of anger and fear. He tried to get toward the backdoors a
AlbertPolina was mingling with various guests, a smile plastered on her face that took over her whole face. I couldn’t help but feel a pang of frustration when I thought of her. She really thought this was going to go a certain way.I moved through the crowd avoiding her. I noticed several of Dimit
It was bittersweet and lonely and not the mood I needed to be in the day before all my plans would come to fruition.Ivan came into the study nearly an hour later, already dressed for bed. He poured himself a cup of whiskey and sat across the table from me.“I’ve been looking for places for Katie an
AlbertThat night, I found myself sitting across from a few government operatives in a discreet, dimly lit office. The atmosphere was tense as we went over the final elements of the plan, including the layout of the Kulak Estate.The operatives were efficient and to the point. Things were going well
One of the women sat on my back and yanked at the zipper, grumbling in Italian."What are you doing?" Sophia screeched from behind me."It's the boss's ordres.""Daddy would never give that bitch one of my--" she gasped as a loud ripping sound cut through the air."Stop, you're ruining it!" She scre
AlbertI answered the call as the car sped through the city. It was from one of my subordinates who had accompanied Carmleo to Lorenzo's birthday party."We have a situation," he began, his voice low and urgent.My heart sank. "What is it?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper."Mia is at Lorenzo's pa
"Lorenzo!" Bianca's voice cut through the night. "Don Oscuri is looking for you."The rage dimmed, and he let me go.I choked and tried to catch my breath."That suit makes you look like you belong on the Godfather as an extra," I said, yelling. "One that dies in the first five minutes!"He snarled
MiaThe car door opened and slammed shut, and there he was, Lorenzo, towering over me, his face a mask of fury. His eyes scanned me from head to toe, his disgust palpable. A wave of nausea washed over me. This was the man who had turned my life upside down, the architect of my misery. Hate, pure and







