LOGIN"Vincenzo, no!" Gianna screamed, throwing herself forward. "Please! Don't do this to her!" She fought against my hold with everything she had. "Relax, Gianna," I said quietly, pulling her firmly against my chest as she struggled to break free. Under any other circumstances, I would have loosened
"Because she's street-level waste," Vincenzo said, his voice flat, almost bored. "And she made a street-level decision." Dante released Cole, who crumpled to the floor, then swung the laptop around so we could see the screen, "I've got Mercer's footage," he said. "It lines up with his version. Cole
He straightened as much as Dante's grip allowed, fixing his attention entirely on my brother. "I know what the Capone name means. You don't poke a sleeping tiger unless you're looking to get eaten alive. Everything I did tonight was to prove my loyalty." It was convincing and logically structured.
Denise collapsed into herself, a broken, animalistic wail tearing from her throat as her head hung so low her forehead nearly touched the blood pooling beneath her. "That is the truth, Gianna!" she cried. "I was just so tired. You don't know what it's like to have people threatening to kill you eve
Alfonso moved instantly. He lunged forward, grabbing Morgan and jerking her head back until her neck strained. He jammed the barrel of his pistol into her mouth. She let out a muffled, terrified sob, her hands shaking in the air as she choked around the gun. My eyes returned to Denise, locking ont
"But right now... my only job is to make sure nobody ever hurts you again." I couldn't help her while she was pulling against the ropes still wrapped around her ankles. "Stay still." She didn't, "Raphael, please—" "I said stay still." I crouched in front of her and pulled the knife from my belt
The monitors behind me kept glowing, steady and useless. My hands stayed still. Adriano straightened slightly, like he’d said enough to get punched, “Patience is a virtue,” he muttered, almost to himself now, “Even for emotionally stunted assholes like you.” I stared at him for a long second. The
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ I didn't want to go downstairs. That realization hit me the second I opened my eyes. The room was quiet. Morning sunlight spilled through the curtains, painting soft golden lines across the floor, but it did absolutely nothing to improve my mood. I rolled onto my back and stared
Dr. Walker smiled faintly, "I think you're a man who spent thirty years speaking a language he never realized he was speaking." I sank back into the chair, and I stared at the floor between my shoes. For years, I had operated under the assumption that I was different, not better, not worse, just d
Dr. Walker stayed silent, that only made me keep talking. "Whether she's eaten. Whether she's upset. Whether somebody said something that hurt her. Whether she's safe." I shook my head, annoyed with myself. "I find myself checking the security feeds. Not because I need to. Because I want to know wh







