Entangled with the Mafia Don

ZO'S

he meeting without putting a bullet through someone's skull. As I looke

sing my gaze on him, he slowly lifted his eyes to mine. I shot him a sharp smile that had him cowering and looking away. Maybe it was the scar on my face that ran from my brow to

like the more I tried, the deeper she dug her claws in. When she left, I scrubbed the house clean of every trace of her in anger then I regretted it

me out of my thoughts and

he same black hair and while I chose to keep mine long and reaching my shoulders, he preferred to have his cropped close to his scalp. He had dark brown eyes that

Dante swallow deeply as if worried that I would suddenly throw the knife at him. "Has something ne

g strategies in g

teps back. Only my father didn't move and that was because he knew that there

tly as a show of respect. I lay the knife down carefully on the table and I saw his sigh of relief. It o

his shirt and jerked him close. He inhaled sh

ed and he nodded making me slam his face into the table.

nose but he made n move to wipe it

re that you bring it back and the Russian

urse,

d turned on his heels. I waited until he had gotten to the door before I spoke again. "You have one week to

the door leaving the room in silence. I took a napkin from my pocket and

k his head. "I really don't know why you bother,

talking begin. I knew my men feared me and I lived off that fear. I had come to realize that men ope

wanted peace and quiet and in my line of business, it was very difficult

ed to me as Lorenzo- my father and my clos

ngue," I warned as I turned to him but the mome

I muttered a curse under my breath as I followed him. I was confused when he started head

who was between them. A little boy was standing there and he looked scared but determined. He had a s

but he stayed silent. "

t but clear and I gestured f

enzo. Who

y mother. Her na