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The devil's bride

Chapter 2 The devil you know

Word Count: 1138    |    Released on: 20/07/2025

l here and there. He's friends with politicians, union leaders, and yes, the mafia as well. An

devil h

ick. Raised by the very powerful Barone mafia family, Matteo-like Frederick-built himself a nice little empire in

Darkness.

nk club that caters to the city's most powerful, twisted, and dangero

pt I

ub for mafiosos to get freaky at is not the

to our sister fifteen year

a hard glance my

o a man twice her age for-" My brow furrows. "Sorry

s and takes another drink. "St

. "Do not include us in this as if you give a fuck about anyone in this room but yourself. You'

Frederick roars, lurching to his feet with surprising agility for a man

now also in bed with the Bratva. Meanwhile, t

Frederick, that none of us is in the business of criminality! Aiden an

er fires back. "And besides, don't try to look me in the eye and tell me your han

es, their client roster has definitely started to, shall we say, trend a certain way in the last few

like our grandfather. That was always the major rift in our family: that

r, for God's sake. And Matteo is..." His face clouds with rage and he trails

ons

of sex an

our sister alive, when he married,

r, whispering poison into your ear as he sl

sses back. "He's connected, but not too connect

ng our grandfather off. "How in the hell are you

volleys back, jabbing a finger at my brother. "So unless ther

she

ar wave of dizziness washes over me, I'm terrified I'm going to faint again. I'm terrified that I'm going to gi

I don't have ti

time for anythin

what her duty to this f

the house. One, because I need to talk to Aria, now, and reassure her I'm going to get her out of this, even if I

derick roars at my back as I reac

y shoulder as my fingers curl around the brass

doors and surge

upside down as I gasp sharply and tumble backward off my heels. Instantly, two strong, powerful, veined hands g

tie, the bronzed, Mediterranean skin of a muscular neck and chiseled, perfect cheek

it fast: sharp, icy-blue, and piercingly letha

evil..." Matteo

p only tightens on my thin wrists, sending my pulse skyrocketing and my head swimming. His str

hall appear,

quasi-smile, his eyes glinting as they eviscerate

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