The Mafia's Dark Desire

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unfold. The room was suffocating; the secrecy came in heavy air that tumbled with guilt and regret. I wanted to

hine quieting any noise, when my phone buzzed on the counter. My

all over the news, his body discovered this morning, authorities

h my veins. My breath

ashed on the screen, and I fe

on. The one person who had been there for me when no one else would. The one person I had just condemned to death

chosen

ndemned him to death in one d

numb feeling washed over me, but the ache in my chest wa

s my

ore than just moments of comfort in the darkness. There had been love between us-passionate, secret love. The kind of lo

stung my cheeks, but they didn't offer any relief. My heart felt like it was shattering i

ng to steady myself, but I already knew who it was. The number that had been haunti

ep breath a

ew what my reaction would be. "I see you're mourning your lover

s words. "You... you killed him," I whispered, th

t's not like you didn't know what would happen if you chose Sarah o

the numbness that was consuming me. It didn't matter.

ething nagging at the back of my

oice trembling, "but why did you d

voring my pain. "I didn't kill him, Brinda," he finally said. "I gave him a choice.

in my throat. "He was my choice," I said, my voice b

? Don't tell me, Brinda. You've got no rights. Rights were put aside

were too heavy, but that was not it; there was more, something even darker.

ed out suddenly, the question

soft but measured, like he was weighing every word in his head. "I guess you'll want to get to th

isn't a body?!" My heart skipped a beat and ran away with my brain. "She is s

y mansion." Francesco's voice was calm, almost too calm. "If you can make it there, I will

ed, leaving me staring at the scree

se games with me? Was he testing me simply, or did hi

dead. The decision that led to his demise was min

where nothing is normal, where no one is reall

't going t

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to face him, even if it meant wa

I could save what w