The Tycoon's Contract With A Vicious Beauty

ey stumbled out from beneath the fire esca

and blue lights reflecting off the wet asphalt. Th

ing his legs give out. He leaned heavily against Ge

anning the empty street fo

nd slammed on its brakes, the tires shrieking against

ound his forehead, jumped out. Two massive, muscle-bound enf

. "There's the little bitch! Break h

uscles instinctively tensed, preparing to run, but she knew

ght, pulling his weight off her. His dark eyes locked on

ing Gena and Claudio against the gl

t. She spun around and threw her arms around Cl

ice to tremble with fake terror. "Thes

t the girl clinging to him, a flash of pure shock cros

eyes, taking in the sight of the tall man. Despite the blood a

ht arm and wrapped it securely around Gena's

e absolute disdain of a king looking at a cockroach. "You w

midated by the stare. But he puffed out his

free hand and pulled out a solid metal Black Centurion Card bearing the P

ody shirt collar. "You work for the Falcone family out of Brooklyn," Claudio said, casually droppi

boss's name and the name 'Pierce,' his tough-guy act crum

ng off him. "I'm giving you ten seconds to get out of my sig

at the Black Card, then at Claudio's cold eyes. He

d. He waved frantically at his men. The three of them scra

ine left her body in a rush. She let out a long, s

sture collapsed. He let out a sharp groan of pain and

nd grabbed his shoulders to

eak smirk on his pale lips. "

She pulled out the car keys she took from Mitch and pressed the unlock b

let out a cold, calculating breath. The most dangerous place was the safest place. Neither Mitch's thugs nor whoever shot Claudio would ever expect them to hide