Her Mate Turns out to be the Mafia King

a's

face. My eyes blink rapidly as I try to process the scene in front of me. All the sounds of cha

It's

is hand to his chest. One of his friends grabs his arm and wraps it a

. I struggle against him, but he turns and pushes me against the bar counter and pushes my head down on the counter with his arm. He pin

st my shoulders and

a bad girl. So many scars."

ng hard against me. I want to throw up as he slide

te. Too bad you don't know how to take

Julian Keller fight off

ing and take what's left. Well, I'm about to ruin thi

eze my eyes shut. I'm trying to push my mind to another place so

es of memories appear, but it's all broken when the weight of

re are hands on me again, but

There's screaming coming from behind me and I turn my hea

dly over the sounds of fighting and music

d." Brandy sounds shoc

to see more men being thrown back by bolts of el

ands are lit with currents of bright bolts of electricity. He smirks as he shoots them in every direction, and more people are thrown away from him. I watch in horror when he's the last man standing, and he's

eak out of Brandy's hold and rush

waiters joins in. We weave through the mess

take him?" Th

and then call a doctor." Brandy barks orders like she own

ink straight, so at least o

umbles before he lets

, and he shoots me a look that say

e and Brandy to hold while he runs down the

lian inside. Brandy follows him and I walk in last. My mouth nearly drops open when I see w

." I say, taking a step

ake care of the mess. I need to talk to the police and call th

mall knife wound." Julian calls from

. It's also covered with purple silk sheets and...

stop you from going into shock."

es to talk to her boss like that

her, but she gives me an

time." She pleads harder a

finally gi

says before pulling me into a

p." The wait

lian yells as the waite

guy yells back before di

come along and save me from babysitting the man who took out a group of his

here's effort in it, like he's trying to k

with his eyes fixed on the ceiling. I'm not sure if I should stay where I am or if I should make sure he's okay. He's been acting like he isn't that badly injured, so it might offend him if

look at me right away, so I take my time to examine him more. He's young, which comes as a surprise since until now he has seemed

my voice gentle as if tr

tion. His silence stretches, making my nerves skitter. Th

e." Is what he

d I gasp when I see his eyes. Th

the fritz." He says next an

hat a

ling me toward him with an urgency that sends my heart racing. In the span of a heartbeat, I find myself lying atop him, our

draw us together, how is this possible? He reaches out for me and wraps an arm around my waist. I'm lying on top of him and staring dow

read that hangs between us. But the look in his eyes, smoldering w

eel that?

sation dances across my skin. Tiny sparks seem to ignite along the surface, leaving behind a trail of goosebumps i

n mine, a meeting of mouths that's both electric and charged with a fervent energy. Time seems to st

rk that had been kindled between us now blazes into a full-fledged flame, consuming every thought, every reservation

omes irrelevant as our connection deepens, our breaths mingling in a rhythm that matches th

ust the b