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“I’m the head of the Catalano crime family,” he said after a few beats

I blinked Though I’d sensed he was going to be honest, I hadn’t thought he’d coht out and say that he was the head of a crime family

No, not a crime family The crime family

Though I rarely worked in criminal law, I kneho the Catalanos were Not as well as the natives of the city did, but I was familiar with the name I was familiar with the whispers that ran raerous it was to try to prosecute anyone affiliated with that fa on the scant nuh it piqued my interest, I hadn’t researched further It was not my job In addition to that, it had not been in line withto starve the darkness inside of me, not feed it hatever scraps I could find out about a ruthless crime family

“You’re the head of the mob?” I clarified

Cristian arched a brow “Ah, not a title that I a, yes”

There it was An aderous crime family in the city, if not the country

“What does thatested this information, as the reality of my predicament settled in, but I wasn’t terrified I should’ve been fucking terrified

If Cristian was surprised at my composure, he didn’t show it He leaned forward in his chair, exa me

“It means, Sienna, that you have no escape,” he replied sh you’ve never admitted it to yourself, and you certainly won’t adht now, you like that You like the idea of traveling to the underworld With its riches Gla love the idea of the power you ield as my wife” He paused “Moreover, this infor to your need for me You would bend over this desk and let h if that hat I asked” He said all of this in the same tenor, low, deep, rich

His voice caressed s and burrowed inside of ht, as if I could possibly keep him out It was much too late for that

Hate radiated to hs I eyed a paperweight on Cristian’s desk, a clear, s his skull in How quickly could I grab it, round the table and attack?