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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIX
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2026-06-07 22:27:42
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HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) HIS SWEET ADDICTION--10
"Freedom is not a destination. It is something you fight for every single day, usually in the dark, usually alone."VIVIANThe heavy bag swings back toward me and I pivot and drive my elbow into it hard enough that the chain holding it creaks in protest.Again.And again.The warehouse is empty except for the sound of impact — fists and leather and the particular rhythm that takes over when you stop thinking and just move. This is the best thing about training. The best and only thing that has worked consistently since I was seventeen years old and discovered that when your body is fully occupied your mind gets a few minutes of quiet.I need quiet right now.Behind me Xander works his own bag with the methodical consistency of someone who treats training the way he treats everything — as a problem to be solved through repetition and discipline. Neither of us speaks. We never have to. Words were something we both learned early were a liability and the habit of silence stuck even in pla
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) HIS SWEET ADDICTION--9
"The most exhausting thing about living two lives is remembering which one is real."VIVIANA message comes in on my burner phone at eleven forty at night.My phone screen lights up.It was not the Alchemist's channel, like i expectedDifferent.Xander.I look at the message for a few seconds.The stage is ready.Four words.I read them again.Then I lock the phone and set it face down on the bed beside me and I sit in the dark of the guest room in Sofia's home and I breathe.The stage is ready.I know what that means.I have known it was coming for weeks — have been moving pieces toward it, have been making the right appearances and building the right trust and positioning myself exactly where I need to be when the moment arrives.This is what I do.This is what I was sent here to do.I lie down on top of the covers and I stare at the ceiling in the dark and I think about a lot of things that I should not be thinking about.Sofia's happy face at her wedding and how surprised she saw
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) HIS SWEET ADDICTION--8
"The most dangerous power is the kind that never shows its face."NICO"Who the hell is that," I say.He does not answer immediately.This is a thing Salvatore does — he holds information for just long enough to make you aware that he is the one choosing when to release it. A power move so habitual that he probably does not notice he is doing it anymore.I wait.I am good at waiting."You think Dante sits at the top of the food chain," he says finally.I look at him."He is Pakhan," I say."Yes." Salvatore tilts his head slightly. "Pakhan. Supreme authority over the families. The highest position in a network that spans four countries and touches every major criminal organisation in the western hemisphere." He pauses. "And you believe that makes him the most powerful man in his world.""I believe it makes him one of them," I say carefully."That is smarter than most," Salvatore says. Not a compliment. Just an observation. "Most people who work at Dante's level think Pakhan is the ceil
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) HIS SWEET ADDICTION--7
"The answers you chase are never as simple as the questions that started them."NICOShe ran.Not literally. Vivian does not do anything as undignified as running.But she was out of that basement with considerable speed the moment I gave her the opening and I stood in the shooting range alone for a moment looking at six perfect bullseyes and listening to her footsteps on the stairs and I smiled.Just once.To myself.In an empty room where nobody could make anything of it.I do not smile often. Luca would say I do not smile enough and Luca would be right and I would not tell him that. But standing in a basement with gunpowder in the air and the evidence of what Vivian just did still printed on those targets — I smiled.She is extraordinary.That is the simple fact of it. I have worked alongside extraordinary people my entire adult life. I know what skill looks like and I know the difference between trained and gifted and Vivian is both in a combination that does not happen often. The
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) HIS SWEET ADDICTION--6
VIVIAN. I hated how right he was. My body betrayed me instantly, hips rolling toward his hand despite every warning screaming in my head. Nico watched me with dark satisfaction, like he’d been waiting for this exact moment to crack through my carefully built walls. His fingers pressed firmer through the fabric, stroking with deliberate precision until I was biting my lip to keep from moaning.Then he slipped his hand beneath my waistband.The first direct touch of his fingers against my slick heat pulled a gasp from my throat. He was infuriatingly good at this—teasing my entrance, circling my clit with just enough pressure to make my thighs tremble, but never quite enough. Heat coiled tight in my belly, building fast.“Nico…” I breathed, half warning, half plea.He leaned down, lips brushing the shell of my ear. “Say please, princess. Use your words.”Stubbornness flared hot and immediate. I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction. “Fuck you,” I hissed, even as my hips chased his r
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) HIS SWEET ADDICTION--5
VIVIAN“You still have one more test to complete.”The words slid over my skin like a challenge wrapped in velvet. Nico’s hand remained locked around my wrist, firm and unyielding, sending a jolt of awareness straight through me. The shooting range suddenly felt impossibly smaller, the air heavy with the sharp tang of gunpowder and the warm, woody notes of his cologne—the one that always seemed to slip past my defenses and short-circuit rational thought. My pulse thrummed in my ears.I tilted my head back just enough to meet his gaze. Our faces were dangerously close; I could feel the warmth of his breath brushing my lips. “What other test?”His grey eyes darkened, a predatory glint cutting through the usual impenetrable control. I tried to shift backward, craving even an inch of breathing room, but his grip tightened—not painful, but deliberate. A silent reminder that he wasn’t letting go. My back pressed harder into the cool concrete wall behind me.“A physical one,” he said, his vo
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER FIFTY EIGHT~~
“LET MY TONGUE EXPLAIN HOW BADLY I CRAVE YOU.”SOFIA.The kiss breaks and we’re both breathing hard. His hands are still on my waist, mine are still tangled in his hair. We should stop. I know we should stop. But when he says “Bend over the table, baby,” in that rough, commanding voice, I find myse
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN
“EVEN IF YOU ARE FIRE, I'M READY TO DROWN IN YOUR FLAMES.”SOFIA.I'm walking toward the back rooms. The area where the fighters go after their matches. I shouldn't be back here. Shouldn't be seeking him out.But I need to see him. Need to know he's okay.The hallway is dimmer, quieter. I can hear
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER SIX
“I HATE THAT I AM STILL HOPING.”SOFIA.The car ride was suffocating.I sit in the passenger seat of Marco's Mercedes, my hands folded in my lap, staring out the window at the city lights blurring past. He's driving in silence, both hands on the wheel, his jaw tight. The only sound is the low hum o
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER FIVE
“IF I CAN’T BEND HEAVEN, I WILL RAISE HELL.”DANTE."The Arena?" Rico sounded intrigued. "That place is legendary. Heard stories about it even down here.""Yeah, well, it's where the old guard goes to pretend they're still relevant. Perfect place for politics." I finish my whiskey and pour another.
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