Page 82 of Mafia Princess


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I looked at Nikolai, hoping that he could see the truth in my eyes. That he wasn’t too far gone to listen to reason. “She’s using you,” I said. “The same way she’s using me. She wants to control the Bratva, and if you get in her way.”

Thwack. My mother slapped me so hard that my head hit the ground. “Shut up, you ungrateful little bitch,” she howled. She kicked me in the stomach, where my wound was still healing, and I felt myself gasp for breath.

“Mama!” I looked up to see Nikolai grab our mother and drag her away from me. “Don’t.”

The wild look in my mother’s eyes didn’t leave, and I knew if Nikolai wasn’t here, she likely would have killed me.

“I’m fine,” she muttered. She blew a stray piece of hair out of her face. “Get your sister, and get your things. We are leaving.”

“If Dominic Blanchi is coming, this is our chance…”

Nikolai stopped talking as our mother glared at him. “We aren’t ready for him. We’ve lost the element of surprise thanks to that idiot girlfriend of yours, and now, we need to regroup.”

I wanted Nikolai to fight against her, but I knew that he wouldn’t. He wasn't the same brother I’d once loved. My mother had taken his pain and warped him with it. He was her creature now, and that made him my enemy.

“Luckily, we have your sister with us,” my mother said. She reached out towards my face and ran a red, manicured talon down my cheek. “And Dominic will do anything to get her back.”

My mother’s words chilled me, and for the first time, I prayed that Dom would stay as far away as possible because I wasn’t sure that he could win against someone who was willing to lose everything.

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