The Mafia King's Pawn

serted sidewalk and lifted my head to the

house. I couldn't do it. Marry him? It

to myself and tightened my

assumed it would never come to that. I always believed that the police would help

I met said. "Your older sister wagered herself

coming. One of the police officers had even

a massive penthouse. No one was coming to sav

r getting Illyra into trouble in the first place. If I hadn't stupidly accep

e abandoned our dangerous life and she began to work as an honest waitress, her skills became rusty. How else could

lly sent me back to the mainland on his private jet, and I had spen

to keep everything together after meeting de

ll back on the plan, and it f

ad caused my sister to lose her freedom, so now, I had to save her

rother. Vikto

ttered, trying to convince myself that I w

rry the de

sidewalk to the skyscraper. There wa

" the doorman asked inside the

see one of your residents. I mea

his disbelief. "You? Marr

Yes. Viktor

ince? Oh, you must be delusional. Get

e, just call him. Tell him that Lyra has

He narrowed his eyes at me. "If you

through m

presence here is a secret. He i

to him. "He gave me this card thre

His eyes caught the gold embroidery on the card, and he froze

d read. He glanced at me and sighed. "Bu

le, and clumsy, I was painfully aware that I was no man's type. Fortunately, Viktor agreed to marry

the phone on his desk. He spoke in a low voice, and after s

t up." He said, pointing his finger to

p-flops echoed against the marble floor. I walked into the elevator, and on the thirty-seve

waiting for me in the hallway. With one swift movement,

chuckling. "Do you think I would bring

"She's clear." One of them said and hande

guy, right? Can he be trusted? Do you think he is cool? Funny? An

ou. Please go on." One of th

whispered to myself

ktor was a good guy. I'd just lis

had also made sure that I could not receive it until I was twenty-five, which was four years from now, or I got married. Even when I was a

ellent and lovely. However, I knew she was trying to make me feel better about myself. I could only imagine

opening the penthouse door. I wal

oor, and I felt dizzy as I studied the high chandelier above my head. My lips parted when I saw the view through the floo

.you changed

from behind me. I froze a

s right b