Mafia's Hollow Vow

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holding my arms in place. The restriction cut deeper wit

air, heavy with smoke, sweat, and greed. I had

woken up only minutes ago in this dimly lit room, chained like an animal, surrounded by facel

eath my knees was real. The too-tight chains were real. The way the men were loo

pacing before me. "Untouched. Unspoiled. A w

rules," the auctioneer continued smoothly. "Bidding s

mil

e from the shadows,

wo

r. Three million. Four. My pulse pound

reath coming in short gasps. "P -ple

ghed first, but soon, the entir

ne man chuckled

here sweetheart.'' another

to push down the terror clawing

nto me like a fist. It was

't fully grasp. A warm smile. Laughter. A pair of strong a

of nausea ro

dn't I r

as I

mill

through the air laced with s

d my ey

The way he carried himself - the effortless authority, the

ir sh

new him. F

is

red spread thr

ret

ing. The shades couldn't fully hide him- his sharp jawline, the expensive watch glimmering

ixed on me. My stomach twisted. S

he thought, another voice

mil

on a man slouching lazily in his

man was openly amus

e Ro

his name, but the momen

oretti. Where Moretti was sharp-edged in silence

oking at Moretti, a tau

wled, swirling the amber liquid in

ickened. Moretti didn't re

fifteen

without hesitation.

cking laugh. "Well, well

of si

en

oneer declared. "

vel struck, Morett

s Nico. His smirk had vanished, repla

taken from me before, but this time, I'm taking her back." His eyes locked into mine,

tion. Nico didn't move. Didn't

o effortless that danger d

ng

his left leg as he let o

urmuring crowd turned into a wave of movement as people rus

with almost lazy precision and took a step forward,

his wound glared up a

between me and what's mine again," he murmured, pressing the still

fingers twitching as if res

towards me slowly and deliberately. Each step

held in place. He stopped just inches from me, towering over

, and I forced m

harp, midnight-blue eyes pinned me in place. A

. Something about

reach- a whisper of something dangerou

cruel. Not yet. A sharp jolt of awareness shot through it bef

et absolute. "You are coming with me, Elena."

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