Page 2 of Slaying the Mob (Mob Lust 4)

I know once I do it, I will have lost my chance with her. Forever.

I grab onto the door handle of my truck and pull myself up, wincing as my spine straightens. My body instinctively hunches over, falling into the side of the door. I pull it open and crumble into the seat, squeezing the steering wheel until my knuckles turn white. “Motherfucker!”

I turn the key in the ignition, dropping my head onto my hands before I finally make my choice and send the text.

The fucking code.

It always trumps everything.

That’s how I’d always lived.

Until now.

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