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KillianAnother glass of whiskey hadn’t washed the taste or feel of Sera’s lips from my own. A third glass hadn’t done much to ease the dull ache in my chest whenever my mind drifted from her to Tommaso and our ill-fated night.Ill-fated in so many ways. Sure, Giuseppe had been sent what I hoped he’d consider a valuable message. Fuck with me and get fucked. But it had cost me, too.Tommaso had almost paid the ultimate price. We’d already lost one of our men, his body now being prepared for burial. I ran my fingers through my hair as I thought of the funeral that would take place within the next week. He’d been young, as young as Mikey and just as green with a gun.His mother would be cared for, for the rest of her life, I’d make sure of it. But her heart would be forever broken.I sucked in a breath and stood, stumbling a bit until I found my footing. I left my office and walked through the dark house, lingering for a moment in front of Tommaso’s room.Instead of continuing to my own
Taken by the Mafia King What is He Waiting For?
SeraI’d lost track of time.I wasn’t sure what day it was when I woke from a restless, dreamless sleep the day after Killian kissed me in his office. My toes curled over the soft, creamy carpet as I got out of bed.It was early enough that no one had come into my room with breakfast yet, so I padded into the bathroom for a scalding shower.Pressing my hands to the dark tile, I closed my eyes as water beat down my neck and spine, my hair curling into thick, wet tendrils over my breasts.I tried to get him out of my head. I thought of Emma, of my students, of my friends back home. I even thought of Jim, but the content and safe space he once took up in my mind felt hollow now. Instead, it had been encroached upon by the sharp, prickly, uneasy need I felt for my captor. Everything with Jim had felt easy, if a little slow. Killian was everything but easy. He burned me every time I got too close. Cut me with just a look. Made a fool out of me with his wicked tongue. And yet I wanted him.
Taken by the Mafia King Let Her Go!
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Taken by the Mafia King Sera Escapes
SeraIt’s been hours now since Olivia brought me breakfast. An entire day had passed. I paced beside the windows overlooking the mist-covered garden two stories below me. Night was falling. Stars played peek-a-boo through breaks in the clouds, and I counted a handful of constellations before the cloud cover darkened the sky entirely. Down below, a guard paced back and forth across the patio, his shadow stretching out across the grass in front of him.I ground my teeth as I picked through what was left of the dinner that had been delivered, and not by Olivia. I hadn’t seen her since this morning, which was odd. The new maid bustled in and out so quickly I didn’t even get a look at her face.I sucked my lower lip between my teeth and let it go with a pop.This wouldn’t do. I was trapped up here while someone, possibly my father from the sound of it, was downstairs.Could he have left already? No, Killian wouldn’t have just let him walk out the door like that. If a deal had been made, I
Taken by the Mafia King Why Did You Kiss Me?
KillianI lowered my gun.“How the hell do you keep getting out?” I almost choked on a laugh as fear flashed behind her eyes. I turned to Mikey, who looked just as shocked as she did. “Obviously it wasn’t you leaving her goddamn door open again.”Mikey pursed his lips, his eyes still on Sera, who pressed herself into the door like she could will herself to disappear right through the wood, her anger morphing into fear when she saw the revolver.“What are you doing down here, Sera?” I tucked my gun back into its holster. I looked down at her expectantly, watching the fear from having a pistol trained on her chest fade as she sized me, then Mikey, up. “Going for a run?” I motioned toward her brand-new sneakers.She flushed for a moment, then stuck out her chin and narrowed her eyes into cat-like slits. “Don’t kill my dad.”I arched my brow as I rounded my desk, crossing my arms over my chest.“I’m serious. Don’t kill him.”It was cute that she thought she could come down here and give m
Taken by the Mafia King I Owe You
SeraHis side profile looked menacing as he looked over his shoulder at me, hovering at the threshold of my door. The hallway beyond was cloaked in darkness, but it wasn’t the same pitch black as the depths of his eyes. For a brief moment, I wondered why he’d hesitate to leave. Then he smirked.It was a standoff, I realized. I squared my shoulders, tilting my chin to the ceiling in defiance.But he only smiled—or smirked more brazenly, I should say—and stalked out of the room. I heard a scraping sound, and the knob jiggled. Rushing to the door, I grabbed the doorknob and shook it violently. He’d fixed a chair in place on the other side of the door, making it damn near impossible for me to escape again.I pounded on the door until my fists hurt. Damn it. No. Damn him.His rich, deep laugh echoed through the corridor outside of my room. I hadn’t heard that sound until today when I’d burst into his office and he’d had a gun trained on my chest.Somehow, his laugh frightened me more than
Taken by the Mafia King Retaliation and Promises
KillianMorning sunlight split the room into long shadows. Several of my men were in the room, all of them leaning against walls or sitting with their legs splayed in the scattered armchairs in my office. Mikey twirled a pen over his fingers, which Francesco snatched out of his hands with an irritated growl. “I think it’s pointless,” Francesco said, tossing the pen onto my desk. “Giuseppe is an infant, Boss.”I shrugged, turning my coffee mug in a circle. “He may be young but he’s not stupid,” I replied firmly. “We’re going to teach him a very valuable lesson. He’s not untouchable. He’s under the impression he inherited his father’s legacy, when in reality, every other family is gunning for the opportunity to end the de Lucas now that he’s in power. I want to be the one to wipe them off the map.” I wanted to play with Giuseppe first and see how far I could push the man. Every man had a breaking point. I would take my time finding his. “We’ll raid his compound. That’s final.”I eyed F
Taken by the Mafia King Sera Says Too Much
SeraAnother day of confinement.I spent the first hour of my day trying to pick the lock in the sitting room, to no avail. I ran out of bobby pins eventually and resorted to using a makeup brush to try to pry the locks on the windows open, snapping the brush in two. Even though I knew every attempt would fail, it helped me pass the time.Olivia brought in breakfast and I did my best to be friendly, which only made her suspicious. She left, and I picked at eggs and toast like a bird at frosty soil.I did everything in my power to remain sharp, but I was slowly losing my mind as the days passed and blurred together.The morning sunlight turned overcast, and rain began to trickle down the windows. I lay down on the carpet and watched the shadows play over the ceiling, doing my best to focus on escape and not think of Killian. What I would have done for a worthy distraction. I needed a TV in here. Then again, that could spell disaster. If I had a TV I’d slip into a void of nothingness, s
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