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
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ The click of the lock made me snap awake, my heart thumping hard against my ribs. I scrambled to sit up, my hair a mess and my head spinning. I had no idea how long I’d been out. With no windows to show the sun and no clock on the wall. My phone was gone, likely at the bottom of a
“That was already a given,” I muttered. “I’m saying it anyway,” she shot back. “You don’t get to blur lines just because you feel like it.” My jaw ticked, but I said nothing. “Fourth,” she added, “you don’t control me outside of this.” That one made me smile, “That’s not how this works.” “It is
"I don't touch," I whispered. I tried to make my voice sound different, "I dance. I don't touch the customers." Raphael let out a short, dry sound that might have been a laugh. He didn't look offended, he looked amused. "I'm not a customer, and you're here because you need money," he said. His da
Left. Right. Left. I kicked the head one last time, sending it flying into the thick bushes. I watched it disappear into the shadows. "Goal," I whispered to the trees. The woods turned eerily quiet as I walked back towards the mansion. The screaming had stopped, and the only sound was the heavy b







