The Mafia Prince's Hidden Baby

were spread across the table, red markers pinpointing Ross

ving orders tonight-he was

bargain with my family," he said, voice sh

ad burned away the la

them where it hurts-no warnings,

fia Prince take control. Yet, beneath the ruthlessness, she

St

ini convoys rolled out. Lorenzo's r

t up the night sky. Safe houses were raided, R

n't be until the head of the snake-Mat

hated being sidelined. Every time her phone rang, her heart leap

all that shattered her

sharp, cruel, a

ream, Mis

pun a

cer fitted to the pistol in his hand. He was

e said. "I only

blood

er dea

her's

't think-

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p with a s

om

, scooping him into her arms.

ll, another Rossi enforcer ap

unded. There wa

racked thro

sn't aime

ed, a clean bullet w

in hand, eyes blazing. His men swarm

fore Lorenzo was in front of her,

tered, his voice rough with gu

inside," Aria whisp

p tightened.

math - Un

wept for any remaining threats, Loren

small hand fisting Lorenzo's

s coming," Lorenzo sa

her. "You can't control everything, Lorenzo. But you

myself I'd never let anyone use my family against me. But you

the Mafia Prince-the man who had built walls to survive, now crumbling becaus

" she whispered. "Tired of

gainst hers, the kiss sl

because you're forced to.

ut it echoed like a promise

his sleepy eyes blinking o

as soft but fierc