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“You can have her! My fiancée!” he cried, eyes wide, spittle flying from his mouth

I stopped aze darted fro this all with a raised brow

I knew that my Capo was amused He liked to fuck with people He enjoyed their suffering He playedrats, he reveled in watching people unravel

The er than me by over a decade He’d been a risk, on my part Not connected to the family in any way No blood loyalties No appreciation for what the family was In fact, he’d been hired to kill me Many men and wootten as close as Felix

He had the ability to shrink away froerous he really was It had almost been fatal to me, and it had impressed the fuck out of me

Felix had been in the business since he was fifteen, so when I realized what he was doing, he’d figured he was dead He had not tried to plea, had not crumbled with fear or soiled himself Instead, he’d jutted his chin up and locked his eyes with mine There was no fear there No, there was respect He’d knohen he’d been bested, he’d appreciated that, and he’d accepted his fate

It was only a fool who let such an asset disappear

And Felix had been a loyal captain for years

He was dangerous It was etched in his fucking bones In his eyes The rest of the organization wore bespoke suits, as they had for generations It was a uniforo far without looking the part

Felix did not give a fuck about generational rules or looking the part No matter the weather, he was in a black hoodie, jeans and converse I knew it pissed off the rest of the ht of it as disrespect But evento his face

My attention moved back to Peter “Your fiancée?” I repeated

He nodded rapidly “She’s gorgeous S You can have her”

My fists clenched at my sides, but I schooled my features “Have her?”

More rapid nodding “As payment She’s more than worth my debt and the interest”

I waited for , sweat beading on his forehead, licking his lips

Holy fuck, this asshole was actually offering up his fiancée as pay movies had he watched?

Sure, ere in the business of murder, torture, violence But we did not traffic wo debt Soainst thee It was much too messy and far too pedestrian a device to use to instill fear We didn’t need that People were plenty afraid of us

Of me

I’d ht he was a spoiled coith no spine But he was offering up his fucking fiancée to save his own ass