Stolen by the Mafia king

Voss estate like angry fingers clawing at the glass, a violent symphony to match the chaos stirring within its stone wa

ady. But she

the distance, men shouted orders. Boots pounded down the hallway. Another secret meeting. Another plan to s

enched around t

ntacted a pilot, packed a bag, even paid a bribe to a guard. One chance

d the moment Rosa knoc

nt, Miss Elena. Your father sa

ed at her blan

rchesi heir arr

zo Ma

s enough to make

s twisted into a smirk that felt more like a threat. She remembered the way h

ng to c

t she would never belo

e had

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r the low light, a cruel mirror of the emerald necklace lying in the black box

ays, eyes sharp and fingers twitching near their weapons. Her father's top lieutenants mi

symbol, no

without

le

Voss was an imposing man-broad-shouldered, his presence heavy lik

ur mother," he sa

herit her freedom,"

ilities far greater than yourself. You

That she didn't want any of this? That s

him lead her to

was alre

navy suit, dark hair slicked back, face expressionless. But his eyes-those cold, unreada

d, nodding once

lied, voice coo

defiance amused him. But it wasn't amusement-it was control. He en

with," Elena mutter

r, his voice low enou

aid, "But you'll learn. In time, you

ood ra

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wn the dark corridors. She knew every passage of the estate, every blind spot in the s

one was alr

le

fr

so

taut with worry. He wore black like the

wait by the gat

ards. Something's wro

we leave now. We go to th

n rocked th

beneath them. Cries rang out. Gunshots

hell-" J

Elena whispere

ho

me from the g

tol in one hand, blood on his sleeve. Behind him

e said, "You're

is gun. "Over

flinch. "That c

un!" Jaso

was t

pinning her arms behind her. She k

his gun and shoot him point-blank in the shoulde

screamed.

hed slowly, eye

urmured, brushing her cheek with his gl

t in hi

t away, ca

d. You'll need that fi

at, he

er," he

thought would be her esc