icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Sign out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

Chapter 3 The Wolf

Word Count: 1239    |    Released on: 16/07/2025

ikto

I knew she had no intentions of honoring the marriage con

ing in her hands under my office ta

hadn't known a day of struggle in he

ries opene

kto

y underboss and second-in-command,

his lips into a

rge to sigh. "Le

led, the faintest tr

irl looked torn between braving being alone with me and looking scared

it outside." Her soft voice permeated the room, surpr

d, but rose and filtered out o

red, and she met my gaze square

. Dark makeup emphasized almond eyes that were deep-set in a spotless

econd before I realized she was ac

contract our fathers signed

d deserved." She looked

did not d

t. Your father killed, directly an

iding my finger across t

erusal of The Grand Marlow Hotel, one of the last pieces of pr

ounded the table and leaned on it with my arms cro

ant to marry me," I sa

she said i

eck, adorned with pearls. I imagined wrapping my arms aro

ry legal document available and found that George had transferred ownership to his only da

gh your game p

eth, it was smooth and stirred

lanation. I came here t

u think I will

mask. Did she really waltz into enemy territory hoping to ask and just break th

her aunt, Carina Fiorini. In the event of her death, if

over to the window overlooking Park Avenue. Her survival instincts w

nnot fo

o. You'll come ar

neered with menace, but h

make you an offer. Sell the hotel, return to Bost

ou kil

ld

greatly helped my reputation. But as much as I entertained the idea, I knew I c

ike a moth to a flame. Only, this flame had da

er her shorter frame as she pressed her b

re you pay for it,

My gaze slid downward. Those damned lips again. They quivered,

d how her chest inflate

show up at your door. You'll beg me for protection, e

ur breath." Sh

th out of her. She thought pearls an

otoriety for torturing men to death and distributing enough drugs to stunt a generation, had

ather, who abused his sons until they all but turned vegetables. I

at radiating from my glare, because she curtly turned to the do

ooped in to rescue her from certain death, I sat

through with

g to him, the glee in his v

I exhaled. "We'll h

ng the game, with its strategic position and

ready signed her away to me. She was mine, so the hotel was mine. But if I

even enjoy it. I wouldn't mind watching her unravel bit by b

to Boston wrapped in silk and pe

d watching her squ

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open