Mafia's Princess: Beneath His Protection

ed through the crowd. She jumped over the velvet rope that demarcated the VIP area resisting

on, lounging on a leather couc

xan

ed, his expression unreadable. Th

mes of his current disinterest in seeing her. "You

d right in front of him. Then she slam

ain.

icker of a second, something passed over his face

is way for a pic

yours and its from th

ck. "Maybe they knew each o

ad was trying to ta

e he got

The slap echoed even in the noisy club

ked up at her, calm, like a lio

he asked s

. "Not even close

e mistakes you for leverage." People around we

e to eye, fury

watching me don'

w ticked. "To

his words. "D

'm not the one who sent it. But I a

asked. "Why

e space between them

, this war, it's already circling you." For a mome

k away. He did

ove Luciana crazy. For as much as she hated his guts an

a glass that shattere

ed the photo f

isn't

aid quietly. "It'

a word about his father's sugg

*

e tonight. Gone into the wolf's den and poked the alpha. But what haunted her more th

st evidence now it was a map. Because it didn't matter what Alexander said. Her fathe

was. How much her father loved her mother and how barely a year after he finally became a detective he disappeared. She was young then so

hone b

wn nu

interested in any an

le

rred the nest

ood up. "W

you'll find bones

knock on her door that m

o approach or call for help. The call was ende

a grabbed the baseball b

frequent and soon the person on the

na watched the door open

actual f

did her cousin who had

ould have smashed my head

now you wer

ce in a while you would know I'm in town

f his high-rise apartment. The city shimmered below the nightlife bustling, ignorant of the wars fought i

ce eventually. He finally came to the conclusion that

he remembered the way Riccardo spoke Lucian

buzzed on

ow (Privat

tted. Possible surveillan

Double the tail. No contact.

one else wan

was doing this. Was he protecting her because of her fat

t night. By morning, her

aced to a warehouse in the Docklands. Co

what she was planning, only that sh

it once. Then again. She was about to appr

shouldn't be

xan

s rate she could be his counsel wit

this you know. I might get the wrong idea" she cring

ou're reckless.

t you'r

o do than pull your ass

no one asked for

tead, he stepped forward, ga

led you isn't here anymore.

d. "Why was my f

his eyes annoyed. He was tired of

ong route through the city, pretending not to notice the way Luciana kept

r kill mine?" s

eel tightened. "Let's change the to

ssion that soon turned to hysterical lau

ot make this any more awk