Midnight Purgatory - A Mafia Romance

for death by

usekeeper would just throw it out. That I could just order a replacement and fo

freaking there. That was when my worst idea came to life. If I waited for nightfall,

plans, that was t

ke a ninja. I even changed into all blac

just before I stepped out into my backyard. "I

picture sitting on the mantel. A photo of the two of us at high school graduation. The

hanged much o

frozen like

. I needed to focus.

d the fence like I was on American Ninj

p to Uri

back to the fence, tossed it over into

isaster

sliced open my thigh and pinned me in

our is here to ask me one

are you doing o

R

aked girl hangin

on the top of the boards, so close to freedom and yet so very fucking far away. There's some kind

ny assassin who's ever

e for everything, so I

you doing on my p

ck from her face. I vaguely recognize her as the girl who lives next doo

me help down," she gasps. She kick

There's a loose nail responsible for cutting he

erty to trespass on if she w

an answer to

and winces again.

n's hired killers, like I first suspected she

been trained to do with thieves and would-be criminals. She'd disappear

uck if I know what that s

s, never-been-seen-by-a-lover panties. They tell a story of a life spent shying away from the gaze of men like me, men who dominate everyt

simplest expla

nds on her hips, lift her carefully away from t

an they should. My eyes bore into hers. She's got light blue irises, almost translucent, cotton candy cerulean.

where they belong. Just touching this girl is almost enough to ruin her. Entertaining my

ost people

d blinks in co

' would help you down.

h. You live in a ca

to her tiny little hovel, it does have some castle-like qualiti

able to shit in a different bathroom every day of

ical bastard long

aware, too!" Then, gesturing vaguely at me, she adds,

re Attolini suit, black Hermes tie, Tom Ford loafers as dark as my hai

't know you're well-dre

I'd be any diffe

r everything? It's infuriating. I feel

y nose. A sweet, salty sweat and vanilla perfume. M

e just established that you're the one

hand through my hair and bring myself back under control before I add, "You're going