NIRVANA: THE MAFIA'S WILD SIN

hing!" Luna's voice wavered as she pounded on

le

ustration and fear twisting in her gut. "I'm sorry, Nirv

, their expressions carefully blank. She knew why...they were te

they had followed hi

r breaths shallow. A deep ache spread through her limbs, heavier than before. She tried to kee

around her ankle...her prison...bu

gripping onto consciousness like a fr

her. She couldn't

oor slammed

gh the hallway, fast, urgent.

yn

resence sharp and suffocating. His jaw was tigh

voice was low but laced

fumbling with the locks

ung open, Rayne steppe

art lu

loor, motionless, her skin de

the h

thundered through the corridor, h

ugh. His rage turned on

round her throat, slamming

ok after her!" he hissed

pite the pressure on her windpipe.

nails digging into his wrist. "You were th

ust enough for realiz

h

rgotten.

he released her and stormed in

s beside her, reaching for her ch

kly, barely lif

was barely a breath, but the

jaw. "You're goin

er strength to push at his

isted painfully. But th

how light she was. Too light. It only

car!" h

scramble

bruised throat, watching as

doorway, Nirvana's head

eath s

ld on her

't you dare p

body w

li

of your damn

om as Dr. Elias Monroe slammed his clipboard onto the

s anaemic? Or did you

ce unreadable, but his fi

w," he admitt

h no food or water...hell, do you even know what could've happened to her? Her condition is serio

hed. "Just tell m

. "Iron supplements. Nutrient-rich foods. Red meat, leafy greens. And for God's sake, stop tre

without a word

rvana's hospital r

ze sharp as a blade. He set the bag of food down on t

ice was low,

eft her lips. "Go away, Rayn

his sides. "I didn't bring you he

ou don't want your new toy to break too soon. That's all I am to you,

er throat..not squeezing, just resting there, just enough for h

ice dark and dangerous. "This? This is jus

, she met his stare with a quiet, almost

r. It moved to her hair, twisting, pulling as he yanked her forward. His mouth crashed

back, his voice was qui

ssessively. "I'm not done with you. Not even close. And yo

ed, turning t

. You'll

n he wa

sides. The cold night air did nothing to ease the tension knotted in his chest

er laugh slipped past his l

e hated him? Why did seeing her in pain ma

tered under his breath, voice laced with something dark, something

me dance before pressing it to the tip. He took a slow drag, th

os

is right-hand man stood a few feet away, expressi

of smoke, his gaze l

a lead o

ngers. His head snapped toward Lucian so

s voice was sharp, l

nce. She's living under the name Ju

rphanage,The day he lost her, the fire, the screaming, the cold air on the street pavement,

hammered

e away, crushing it under his boot. His

s voice was clipped, co

d. "Boss... wha

ngers curled into a f

ice, final. "And when I return, she'll l

lid into the car, the door