I Sold Out a Mafia Boss

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, I couldn't get proper sleep. It's barely 6 a.m. One more

longing. Living with him was the closest I'd ever felt to having a fa

s when I notice something strange-a black SUV just right behind me. At fi

urn I make,

heart is racing. Are

own a different street. The SUV hesitates for

ller road, and glance over my shoulder. The SUV

es to a stop, and before I can even t

n," he

ht, to do anything but listen. But then he p

me repeat mys

ody begins trembling as I

er. "Who are you?

on the gun is steady. "A very p

door slams shut. Before I can say anything else,

SUV moves forward, tak

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gagged, with my heart beating rapidly. I have no idea whe

front door slam. A second later, the rear

nst his grip, but my captor only tightens his hold. He

," says a commanding

n gripping me mutters, his

h my feet. I hear the click of a chair being pulled out before I am forced into it.

y help me!" I s

the voic

otsteps retreating until the door is shut b

ce says, breaking the silence. My heart sk

ing the dots, and then it clicks. That voice. I know that voice.

do Bor

I heighten my scream, pouring eve

mockingly. "This place is soun

nto a whimper. Tears sting my ey

n my face. His hands run slowly along my cheek, mockingly g

growls, ripping

relli in all his fury. His dark eyes drill into mine. They are cold and

s. His anger is evident,

armth. "Was it worth it, Lana? Selling me out? Putting me in cuffs? Be

inks. Is th

orce myself to stay calm. I need to understand how the hell Ricardo came to the conclusion

air, but I barely notice. My mind is spinning. I lock eye

hings, let me in. Yet somehow, I sold you out? And for what?" I let out a bitter laugh, shaking my

ains unreadable, bu

m. "Ask him where he found me. What kind of fucking neighborhood I was jogging in?" M

coming. His hand wraps around my thro

it here and lie t

his hold is firm. I tried to release mys

His grip tightens just enough to make m

r," he says, "why the fuck did yo

t when I think I might pass out, he lets go. I slump forw

m dead. I look up at him, forcing myself to meet his

y, still coughing. "Tha

s search my face, and for a moment, I thin

llsh

tiff

s? Selena. Ivy. Roxie. Celine. Nova." He lists them off effortlessly

k. I won't tell him that I was th

main

know the cost o