Too Late For Regret: The Syndicate's Queen

ready to sign the sacred mafia marriage

m, the heavy oak doors burst open. A club

twin heirs of th

ed me in front of the entire un

ordered me to wash fruit

ew boiling water and pure alcohol o

tic bitch! She was on

eezing downpour, ultimately leaving me to be

betrayals for the sake of our families' alliance, only to be d

loyalty had been nothing b

in the dark, I didn't pani

pped Don Gabriel-the ruthless, terr

ted his marriage proposal, ready to become hi

pte

ia

rriage pact. Then a vibration, low and insistent, pulsed against the lace stretched taut over

oors. Renounce this union and I will place my entire enterprise at your fe

he back of my throat. I swallow

the city's power structure-a space that had been c

ruthless predator who had slaughtered hi

rumor his rivals propagated to distract from the simple, terrifying

ne tremor in my fingers making the sil

uxury penthouse and caught him in a humil

d my disgust a

a graphic video of Leo burie

y to ruin our alliance, and like the perfect, caged

furniture and picked up the heavy silver pen, ready

e rear of the cathedral as the heavy oak doors were force

ly guarded venue, waving a stac

mach, her face twist

Falcone Family!" her voice, thin and

asp echoed thr

watched the color d

her, and finally down at the sacred Om

king the stone with a sharp crack that resoun

y stomach, and I felt the bit

idation. He controlled his family's legitimate finances and shipping routes, but his

tantly elevate his status in the Syndica

ing past his own armed soldi

rk as he ordered his men to form a protective wall and

ied in that

te lace, caught on the sharp corner of a marble step. I did not stoop to

ide doors into the

d the encrypted number I had me

connected

my own voice a stranger's in

a resonance that seemed to vibrate not i

s, mia

t toward the driveway where Leo was lo

f the heavy car door

is eyes, a frantic search for an

l's people to shatter our alliance?" I asked

gaze, his eyes darting

, distorting the air between u

ity to honor the pact," I to

d with sudden,

d against the si

"You are a woman. You could never compr

he cold metal and looked at

al is broken

, his face twist

ed the heavy bulletproof door shut,

way, watching the black SU

buzzed in

crypted mess

cuses, promising that I could raise the bast

iage pact with me the moment hi

ng the message to the trash. I hailed a priva

elongings and leave h

into the quiet foyer, my bare feet mak

ound drifted fr

t settled de

e master suite, finding the

bed. He held a glass of water to her lips, his movements as

out to me, dripping

ry," he told her, gently brushing a stray

truck the tiled walls of the en-suite an

er father's remaining soldiers and territ

constructed edifice of duty and alliance, crumbled

ere in the dark, I knew Gabriel was watching this catastrophe unfold-w