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The Mafia Heir & The Secret Heiress [Mafia Games XIII] 40 • The Birthday Gift I Want
◇ MYKAELA ◇ A little after nine o'clock. Okay. Not too late. No more rush hour traffic. We'd be there in less than an hour. I glanced down at the duffel bag sitting beside me. It hid overnight clothes, some toiletries, my laptop, tablet, and some books I should read through over the weekend. I simply could not afford to fail that post-training assessment. The bag in the trunk wasn't for me, though. It contained a dozen curtains for Enzo's house. My apology and excuse to see him. All brand new, too. I leaned forward and scrunched up my nose at the strong, musky aftershave scent all over the interior. I blamed the guy sitting in front of me. "Lele." "Miss?" "You sure your boss just got home?" I sat up straight. I placed my hand on the back of the driver seat where Marco sat. Gabriele budged and stopped chewing his gum to regard me. "Yup. 'Bout two hours ago." So Enzo went out for dinner? Alone? "Where was he?" "Downtown." But where exactly? "D'you know who met up with him?" "Ju
The Mafia Heir & The Secret Heiress [Mafia Games XIII] 41 • I'm Getting Hitched
Mariangela, Umbria ◆ MAXIMILIANO ◆ "Why'd you get another haircut?" "I was bored." With a half-empty wine glass, I flumped down in the chair beside my grinning drinking buddy tonight. My cousin snickered. "Looks good on you." Covered up by a dark tracksuit and sneakers, Ricchar took a drag, his eyes narrowing into slits. "You look so grown up, bambino." I scoffed at his attempt to mimic my mother's voice. "Just tryna look like a respectable corporate guy," I mumbled, cringing at my own words. But it wasn't a lie. This shorter haircut should be able to somewhat improve my image, and make me look like I had my shit together. The people I worked with and the clients I handled on a regular basis wouldn't take me seriously if I kept looking like just another a drug-addled frat boy. "Did Magnus contact you again?" "This week?" I shook my head while my borderline alcoholic cousin poured more red wine into his glass. "Why? He called you?" "No." "You need to talk to him?" What for? Di
The Mafia Heir & The Secret Heiress [Mafia Games XIII] 42 • My Love, I'm Not Your Ex
◇ MYKAELA ◇ "Sorry." I held in a sigh. The disappointed look in Lorenzio's eyes just made me wish I could disappear into thin air. "I can't this week." "Why not?" "The training. We have another assessment. I need to pass it," I explained. The thought of him introducing me to his best friend and his family as his new girlfriend living under his roof also didn't sit well with me. "Alright," Enzo muttered with a slight nod before looking away. My heart protested at the thought of leaving this place first thing, and I didn't want to discourage him further. But I just couldn't back out of that training. And I doubted we'd only spend a day in Rome if I said yes to his invitation. "Next time. Okay?" "Yeah. Alright." He nodded weakly, staring at my lips. The dismay in his deep voice was starting to chip at my resolve. I turned to the door. Before I could walk out, he blocked the doorway with his arm and leg, forcing me to turn around and look him in the eye again. "But you want to? Rig
The Mafia Heir & The Secret Heiress [Mafia Games XIII] 43 • Karma's Wrath
◆ MAXIMILIANO ◆ "Yeah. I checked his record again. Guy's in a coma. Stuck in the ICU. Don't know for how long."The jackass was comatose in a hospital in Rome? I leaned forward and stared at my phone. Although some part of me doubted the accuracy of Niccolo's update, the information still put a grin on my face. Karma caught up to the abusive shithead, probably. "You sure it's him?""It's him. I just saw his uncle and father walk out of the ICU." "The filthy rich uncle?""Yep." Niccolo sighed on the other line, his voice nasal and quite huskier than usual. "What happened?""Car accident. Guy was rushed to the ER by EMTs two days ago."I turned my chair so I faced the blank wall behind me. "And they confirmed his identity the same day?""Positive. DUI. He was in a seaside hotel three hours before the accident.""Which hospital?" I muttered. "HC Monte Oliva.""You saw the tox report?""Sure." Nicco yawned. "Alcohol and a mix of party drugs."Okay, then. It wasn't a botched hit, or so
The Mafia Heir & The Secret Heiress [Mafia Games XIII] 44 • A Strange Kind Of Love
◇ MYKAELA ◇ "Your team heard of the newest outbreak?" "We discussed it last week." Sweaty and panting somewhat, Lorenzio stared at me as he approached the dining table which I'd been using as my study desk. "Remember that five-hour meeting with Graham and the board?" I nodded. "Yeah." Graham, being Zione Bio's chief scientist, headed their team of medical and pharmaceutical researchers currently based here in New York. "The infected patients exhibit flu-like symptoms. The hospitalized ones, definitely." Standing to my right, Enzo squinted at the books splayed open on his dark solid marble dining table. "Graham and Dr. Chen went over the most recent anecdotal reports. The Board got curious enough when Graham emailed them about it." "Jeez. It's a strange one." I drew in a long breath as I updated the list of TBR medical journals on my tablet. "Seems highly transmissible," I muttered. Like some of my clinical professors, I'd been worrying about the most recent public health issue t
The Mafia Heir & The Secret Heiress [Mafia Games XIII] 45 • Surprise Visit
◆ MAXIMILIANO ◆ "Morning." "Busy day?" "Dinner tonight?" "Adreana." "Hey. You okay?" Sent With my coat draped over the armrest of my swivel chair, I scowled at the rows of messages just waiting for a response. A simple "yes" or "okay" would be enough. I planned to ask her out. Take her to dinner. Take her somewhere nice and private. That new restaurant beside our fourth biggest hotel served great food and had enough privacy. I could take Adreana there, so we could discuss the terms in that marital agreement I drafted. But that seemed unlikely now. Five and a half days... We hadn't spoken to each other since Monday night. She wouldn't even send a one-liner reply to my texts. It shouldn't be a big deal. She could just be too busy with her workload. Or too pissed. My ego only urged me to imagine the worst. Keeping me from going to her office. Keeping me from calling her again. From grasping at straws. Sitting behind my desk, I pocketed my phone and reassembled my gun. Piece by
The Mafia Heir & The Secret Heiress [Mafia Games XIII] 46 • Her Bloodsucking Ex
◆ LORENZIO ◆ "So, to be clear, it's not just a BDSM thing?" Hurting people like that? Physically injuring another person and drinking their blood? If it was just some stupid kink, I'd rather not ask why she agreed to participate in such acts. I had an inkling Maximiliano eagerly talked her into it years ago. "No. No. It's not like that." Mykaela covered her eyes and shook her head, the grin on her lips forced. "It's really not about that." "Ah. I see," I muttered as I sat next to her, both of us hunched over on my couch. I had been keeping my reactions of pure shock and doubtful interjections to a minimum, just trying my best to listen and digest her every word, my sleep-deprived head struggling to comprehend it all. It didn't help that she'd go off on a tangent every ten seconds or so, too quick for my foggy brain to keep up. It wasn't an overdose of caffeine, though. Mykaela rarely used coffee as an energy drink. Or was this her idea of a sick joke? Quite an elaborate prank. I'd
The Mafia Heir & The Secret Heiress [Mafia Games XIII] 47 • Threats & Deceits
◆ MAXIMILIANO ◆ "It's fine. I'll just go back to bed." "You want me to leave?" "No." Adreana made a face, the tone of her raspy voice somewhat alarmed. "Not really. But if you have somewhere to be, then go." Fighting off the almost painful boner she just gave me, I stood by the foot of the bed. The last thing I wanted to do was leave her in here, completely alone and overworked, while the murderous drug lord downstairs was seething with the urge to behead me. It was Leandro, and my loaded pistol couldn't wait to say hi to him face-to-face. "We can, erm, talk again tomorrow," Adreana murmured with her back to me. She wouldn't look me in the eye. As if our steamy encounter just minutes ago gave her nothing but embarrassment. "Or whenever you're not too busy. Just phone me." "Right." I stepped away from her, studying her mostly awkward movements as she tidied up the nightstand. "I'll be here. Or working OT in the office." "Want me to get you a new phone?" "No. But thanks. Just co
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