Rescued And Claimed By The Underworld Boss

zards and thunderstorms, surviving multiple suicide attempts

use, where I found him perfectly healthy, his arms w

scape his mafia blood oath, kee

oved me into a stone fireplace, leavin

will enact a Vendetta on you that will

cel my dying adoptive mother's heart transplant unle

into the ICU, verbally abused my mother

tlined right

housand days could watch me freeze in the snow for a box of

d a video exposing his dirty money, a

didn

l Mafia Don was standing by my bed, offering

pte

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ith the city's most lethal Don, my intention to proc

ssing his former secretary, her distended, pregnant belly pressed intimately against him. The file's metadata bore a live location tag for a penthouse not ten minutes away. A cold certainty settled in

overed two millimeters above the screen, the muscle spasming from t

I had been sitting a

nd a flawless billionaire facade, but was known for slaught

amily had offered me to h

e frame gave off a dangerous, wild charm that made the air

fingers against mine, yet his ga

etery first-to properly bury my past bef

e gesture a silent promi

same past I was supposed to bury was stari

with a groan, and I drove like a madwoma

ng funded by laundered money, a granite-faced

through the loading dock, taking the

n standing outside the penthouse suite, s

e and

ociates-the very men who had carri

throat, and the sound of their footsteps on the sound-dampening carpet was mag

a kid?" Paulie laughed, blowing a

Silas ever did. Escaped his blood oath, kept the dirty mon

casually, landed like

ars of

hunderstorms, surviving multiple suicide attempts because th

from the ang

they saw me, their cigars dropping from

ant his feet in front of the door and

id, my voice sounding for

ait for th

adrenal surge overpowering his shock, an

ere un

on. By the time I came to my senses, the heel of my shoe had sunk into a priceles

enter of the r

, wearing a crisp linen shirt, his arms wrap

the woman who had always lo

ads toward the sound of t

, the color draining f

out, taking an unc

room, coming to rest on a massive, framed

hing in Iceland,

life, built entirely on the be

strength. As the frame left my hands, my eyes caught a stack of recent bank statements bearing Petra's name, carelessly lef

usand pieces, the sharp sound echo

ech and scuttled behind Silas

nicured finger that quivered with manufactured fear at me

curdled into c

rd, shielding Pe

with your presence, Aria," he snapped, his voice

ed him across the face so hard tha

g into the eyes of the man I had

sobbing loudly and clutching her sw

h wide, terrified eyes. "I'll go to the clinic right now!

protective desperation, his hands re