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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
Taken by the Mafia King You Know How to Play This Game
Sera“You misunderstood her,” Tommaso told Delaney without a single shred of kindness. “Sera’s been locked up like you have. She wouldn’t have known if anyone came here. Your father isn’t here and hasn’t been here.”Delaney pressed on, her eyes wide. “But she said—”“No,” I cut in quickly. “Tommaso is right. I’ve been locked up for so long. I think I’m just hearing things.”Delaney sucked her lower lip and looked from me to Tommaso.“If your father comes here, you’ll be brought to see him. We’ll get all of this hashed out.” Tommaso pressed what looked like a call button.A second passed before an unfamiliar man stepped into the room.“You go eat, Delaney,” Tommaso commanded, his voice dropping into that icy, manipulative tone that always reminded me of what he really was and who he worked for.The man stepped inside and took Delaney by the arm, escorting her out of the room. He left the door open like I was meant to follow but Tommaso held out a hand, pointing to the door.“Shut it,”
Taken by the Mafia King Like Father Like Son
KillianThe de Luca’s warehouses were numerous. I could see the port from where we stood along the tree line. Men milled about, walking between the metal buildings, their bodies shadowed by heavy equipment and trucks loaded with goods.Luxury goods. Stolen cars ready to be exported overseas. Drugs. Cash. Guns. Everything Gabriele had built to maintain his standing.I would take it all. Tonight.“How many men does he have on guard?” I asked Mikey, who primed his pistol.“Forty,” he whispered. “He’s scared, I think. Beefed up his guards on patrol.”I glanced at the dozen or so soldiers behind me, all of them waiting for my command. We had the place surrounded. The two roads that connected the lot to the highway were blocked off. There would be no escape.“I want the warehouses burned down before we leave. All of the cars need to be loaded, and everything inside needs to be packed up and ready to go.”Mikey nodded and turned to relay my orders to the men waiting behind us.I watched the
Taken by the Mafia King I Don't Like to Share
SeraHow dare they?My hot shower did nothing to ease the rage chewing me up on the inside. Killian and Tommaso were playing games. Everyone in this seedy, depraved, sinful world knew nothing of kindness or mercy. They only dealt in pain and blood. And lies.I couldn’t organize my anger into a coherent line of thought as I shrugged into my nightgown and robe. I’d known I was part of some cruel game, but seeing Delaney’s grief and confusion cut me to the core.I wished I could tell Killian exactly how I felt about it when given the chance, but he still intimidated the hell out of me. I slid into bed, the silky sheets whispering against my bare legs, and nuzzled my face into the pillow. Closing my eyes, I imagined all the things I would say to Killian if he didn’t hold my life in the palm of his hand.I hate you.I want you.Stay away from me.Take me.“Get it together, girl,” I breathed, rolling onto my back and blinking up at the ceiling. Fire burned inside me, angry and tempted. How
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