Sold to the máfia Dom

onto the table, the pages fluttering with the impact as I glared at that bastard, waiting for an expla

emained silent, throwing sneaky glances at Andrea - like th

o, for fuck's sake

eel claw. "I asked you a question. Where's the money?" With each word, my gr

thing. I released him, and he immediate

make a fool out of me in

ed my eyes. I turned quickly and picked up a rifle from the b

hold the power - and the rifle

raight at Riccardo's head, the barrel nearly touching his forehead. The whol

e I'm asking, Riccard

ea, then back at me, sweat

e of shit!" he shouted, pointing at the other. "It's h

heavier, hatred bu

dr

shrank beneath the weight of my gaze. The room fell silent again

venom. I took a step toward him, lifting the

talk this out, right?" he s

thi

it was playing w

xplain why five grand is missing." The ri

ct without paying? You know what happ

his voice fading beneat

re ta

face - then into his stomach. He collapsed to t

tered, but no one moved to h

is between me and him. Anyon

ce more with the rifle. He hit the ground hard, nose shattered, blood everywhere. I pressed my foot against h

to know why the money's missing. Are you st

r. I crouched down and yanked him by the

rled. "Why'd

a girl..." he muttered, blood

for a

gi

laughing -

away my drugs

I wanted the girl. She's a virgin...

again,

ll this

took five grand from my mo

him, rage burn

or. I yanked him up by the hair again and drove my knee

ined my clothes!" I stepped ba

lawless,

m, he was still on the g

tia... please,

ing into his tear-filled ey

tly what I w

radiating from every man present. They all knew - I wasn't jus

a... or this is j