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Mafia's Cruel Arrangement chapter 63
ASHTONThree months later and Elijah was directing Shorty Easter to my new place of business. It was just one of many. I’d moved it farther north of the city, and we owned a good acreage on the Hudson River. This particular new building was a warehouse, one that no body of government was aware of. Yet.It was also the perfect place for me to fulfill my second promise to Molly.Elijah brought him inside. We were both ignoring his protests as he put him in a chair and whisked off the bag from over his head.Shorty quieted, blinking a few times for his gaze to adjust to the change. It was daylight outside, the sun fully shining down, and in here, all dark except for a few lamps in the corner.“Ashton Walden?” Shorty’s hair was greasy, as always. He had his usual homeless-esque attire on. A cargo jacket with holes for the elbows. The pocket was pulled off. The ends of his jacket were shredded and frayed. His jeans were just as bad, and I couldn’t see what kind of shirt he had on under the
Mafia's Cruel Arrangement chapter 64
MOLLYAshton wanted to take me on a trip, but I hadn’t expected a helicopter ride.I gaped at him when we drove up to the helipad. “Are you serious?”He smiled before nodding. He’d also asked for me to dress up, so I was wearing a dress. V neck. The material was the softest fabric. Sequined. It looked light pink, but in the right light, it could sparkle and give off undertones of lilac as well. And it was wrapped around me like a robe. I tied it in front. Ashton was wearing a black suit and an off-white shirt under. He looked dashing.“What’s the occasion?”He squeezed my hand, nodding to the helicopter. “Just get on. You’ll see.”A guy approached us, wearing a bright-orange vest. We were given these helmet/visor things with radio pieces for our ears. It helped silence the sound, but we could still talk to each other. After we got in and seat belted, the helicopter lifted off.I’d never imagined this was something I would do in my life. Never, ever. Not being the daughter of Shorty Ea
Mafia's Cruel Arrangement Epilogue
ASHTONI waited until the next morning. I didn’t want to be predictable, but as soon as she started waking up, with her coffee already on the nightstand, she rolled over, and I was there.“Morni—” She stopped because she saw what was in my hand.The ring. I moved so I was half lying on her, nestled between her legs, and I held it up to her. “Will you marry me?”“Ashton.” She sat up slowly, reaching for the ring.She’d start crying. She was a crier, at least lately, but she cried when she was happy. She rarely cried from the other reasons anymore.Those tears were starting. Her bottom lip beginning to tremble. “Is this—are you sure?”I groaned. “God, I’m sure.” I reached forward, brushing her hair back, tucking it behind her ear, and I held her head in the palm of my hand. “I meant it last night. I think I’ve loved you since we were kids. Just took me a long time to figure it out.”She was biting her lip, still crying, but her eyes were beaming at me. She kept looking from me to the ri
Mafia's Cruel Arrangement Bonus Story
Rex, a dedicated lawyer, finds himself caught in a dangerous web of deceit and betrayal when his best friend and law firm partner becomes the target of a vengeful client. As tensions rise, Rex's attention turns to protecting his friend's daughter, Raina, who unwittingly becomes a pawn in this high-stakes game.Driven by a fierce sense of duty and an unyielding desire to keep Raina safe, Rex goes to extreme lengths to shield her from harm. Their bond grows stronger amidst the palpable tension, leading Raina's father to entrust Rex with her protection while he deals with his own troubles.But Rex's unwavering commitment to Raina comes at a cost. As their connection deepens, he must navigate the blurred lines of their relationship, grappling with his protective instincts and the undeniable attraction between them. Will Rex be able to keep Raina safe without losing himself in the process?
Mafia's Cruel Arrangement I
REXSleep is the only thing I want when my phone rings ten minutes to midnight. The darkness of my bedroom shatters with every flash of the screen, forcing me to roll over to grab the obnoxious device off the nightstand.“Yeah?” I answer, my voice rough, and sleep desperately wants me to go back to bed.“Rex.” Owen strains just saying my name, which gets me to sit all the way up. I’m wide awake as I wait for my law partner and best friend to tell me what’s going on.“Hey, I’m up. What’s happening? Where are you?” I ask him. The bed creaks quietly under my weight while I swing my legs over the side. The dark gray carpet is warm as I pad my way into the bathroom. The lights force me to squint, waiting for my eyes to adjust to being open at this hour.“Saint Salvatore’s,” he grunts out. I’m already doing the math of how long it will take for me to get dressed and drive over there.I tell him, “I’ll be there in like twenty minutes.”“No, don’t.” He strains and grunts from the obvious pain
Mafia's Cruel Arrangement II
There’s no lock on the lobby door, which I don’t like under the current circumstances. The dim lights cast an ugly yellow hue across its ordinary light beige floors and dark beige walls. The grid of silver mailboxes is directly across from a hallway holding three apartments. There’s another hallway in front of me beside the elevator.A glance over my shoulder at the mailbox shows the names of the tenants on each. It’s convenient, but I don’t like it. After ripping Raina Olsen’s name off her mailbox, I head toward her apartment. I don’t want to wake her, and instead of ringing the bell, I test the doorknob to make sure the lock is still intact.The door doesn’t budge, which makes me feel slightly better. I want to get my eyes on her. The windows to her apartment are around the back of the building from what I remember. It only takes me a few minutes to make my way around the side of the building.My eyes continue to drift to the fence line separating the building’s property from the ho
Mafia's Cruel Arrangement III
RAINASage and leather are the scents that hit me first any time Rex is nearby.I’m not sure if it’s his soap or cologne, or if his skin just pushes the scent out like a pheromone. It’s not a shock that I’d dream about him. He smells so close and I call out to him, but sleep still holds me close.The banging on my door forces my eyes open before I can have my way with the Rex of my dreams. Only when I get up to stop the incessant noisemaker do I turn around to see him standing by my bed.Fear hits me before I realize it’s Rex, and the banging on the door isn’t stopping. After I throw on a robe to answer the door, I want to know what he’s doing here. However, the sound of keys unlocking my front door makes my heart stop. Rex points for me to get back and sit on my couch. I obey him this time.I sit down and the door swings open with Drew, my building super, rushing inside and crashing into Rex’s broad chest. Drew’s about an inch taller than Rex, but they’re around the same build. It be
Mafia's Cruel Arrangement IV
I pull away from Rex, his hand lingering on my ass longer than necessary as I go to lock the door.“What are you doing here, Rex?” I ask him, going into the kitchen. I’m desperate to distract myself from the way he makes me feel. There’s an anticipation of what can happen. He’s a man in my apartment in the middle of the night.He follows me to the kitchen, his size swallowing me in the open space. There’s barely enough space between my slim dining table that only seats two and the counter where I sit an empty glass I’ve pulled from the cabinet. Rex approaches me, his presence dominating and strong. I want him to kiss me. Forget answering questions.He takes the lapels of my robe, holding it open for a moment, dragging his gaze up and down my body before sliding the robe back in place to cover me.“You shouldn’t answer the door like that,” he says.I shrug. “I wasn’t. I was going to yell from this side of it that I was fine and go back to bed.”Rex hooks a finger under my chin, tilting
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