Enchanting the Mafia Don

he

ng ridiculous. I had taken down powerful men by infiltrating their very lives. I had fought gangs and bad guys ever since I was taken in by Fred

lung to me like a second skin and while I admit that I looked amazing in it, I wasn't comfortable strutting through the building like

illing, and pliant. However, considering this was my second day as h

ldn't be this fucking co

rm? Blow him a kiss? Or just go all crazy

the last thing I wanted. What I wanted was him dead. I shouldn't be here trying to ferre

rk. I glanced at the large building before me. Moretti Industries. My enemy was most likely on his way now, walking with his nose in the ai

abbed the device and dia

erly voice calmed

doing this again, P

ax Thena. Breathe. You

. "There's no backing down no

is legacy lives on. His people will carry on his plans and desires and you will never be at peace as long as that insignia

sing my eyes.

ed his throat. "Now come on, I didn

e you this anyway. If you hadn't taken me in, I wouldn't have had this

ou owe me nothing, ki

phone. If anyone laid their hands on the one in my hands, there was nothing on it to connect me to the FBI or

t this ov

*

us begin," Luc

Luciano sat at the head of the table, presiding over all affairs while the r

nt, my face red from the stares I got from the men on the marketing team. They were o

his face as he ordered me to run his errands. Glancing down at my chest, I frowned. Was I not showing enou

d and annoyed as hell with myself. The blank look on his face was gone, replaced by anger. H

nts. When I dropped one before him, my breasts pressed firmly against his arm. I listened in, for so

ng at

s I doing something wrong? It could not be that I wasn't attractive enough, now could it? I looked at the men on the marke

th was Lucian

you simply did not come here as an accessory." Luci

asn't much of a weapon, but if I stuck it in his stupid eyes, I coul

cannot kill him yet

ful. Heels had to be the most uncomfortable shoes on earth! How I had manag

g?" He asked as we step

he next thirty minutes at Fountain restaurant. You're to discuss with him his recent i

the security team of thi

would he need to meet with Mr. Caldwell if the man had already invested in

in it as Luciano stepped out. He arch

something to ea

felt my heart pound wildly as the elevator slid down. I had to confirm who Mr. Caldwell was and w