Signed To The Mafia King
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lip, and for a
in her face. "Put the knife back, Luca. If you kill me her
let alone walked into my study, uninvit
ou." I shifted forward on my chair to tak
the eye, yet here she was, holding
di
laughed. The Costa Mafia was like every Mafia. If the
way she held herself so stiffly. Yet l
aying with my tiny dagger, a gift from my m
a Co
She didn't fit the family. Too clean, too polished. Too innocent. An
as bloody, c
ushed the door open. He didn't bother with m
was my right hand man. He controlled the men, and they took orders from him
nnoyed by the interrup
ving him off. "They'll wait
before nodding and stepping back out. The loc
now, most women who walk in here aren't l
flashing in her eyes.
nt of me. "Clearly. So tell me, why me? Why not
ne in my family might h
was a secret. Her eyes didn't flinch. "It is a secret for now. I'm
t need the Costa family wealth even though it was
y open, her blue fixed on his, her hand
" I asked, cuttin
inking like she wasn't sure whe
but barely old enough
u're twe
er homework, at least. But it sti
d for her to follow me. "Come on. Let's
but followed as I led
ding to the basement. One of them looked at her,
odding silently as I unlocke
smelling of blood and sweat. The lights wer
someone like her, and ye
forward. His shirt was torn, his face swollen, blood falling to the
eaning against the wal
him and looked back at her. S
disgust. J
calm. The nothing
finally, the man's swollen face. She didn't
l of surpri
the face. His head jerked up, and he let out a weak cry,
aid coldly. "You stole from me.
unning around the room like
nderstand now? Do you see wh
still blank. "I already
ness thr
an choked. "I d
hand, and
eakly at the ropes. I pulled out m
an cried. "Pl
fi
the man bent forward, blood pouring out o
, expecting fear, disgu
ck at me, her face too
erstand now
stand
call me Th
s. And I still wa
rying to figure out if she was crazy or just stu
ous about th
she sai
like she was prey. "You just watched
with you?" s
t-I laughed. A sh
u could marry, you ch
ne dangerous," she sa
ink I'll pr
no
in years, I didn'
my arms crossed. "You don
enough,"
argue, but a loud k
through the door,
"you're going to
ed. If he was shouting, s
houlders, yet she was so fierce just standing the
the way she grabbe
me wit
e-she was scared and didn't want to be left in the dungeon. Wh
along. "Let's see what mes