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“Te amo,Lexi. Know I will come for you.” I whispered, closing my eyes and whispering a quick prayer.
Prayer was always Mama’s thing. We left Italy when I was a teenager. Mama was a devout catholic woman her entire life, despite her brief marriage to a capo in the strongest faction of the Sicilian mafia.
I was the result of that marriage.
After years of abuse, Mama finally escaped the marriage when we left in the middle of the night with help from an old friend.
But five years later, they found me. Mama died after suffering a heart attack two years ago.
I was expected to return to Italy and become a capo under my uncle’s leadership, just like my father.
The only good thing about the whole situation was the bastard died six months ago.
“Are you done yet?” Massimo Cavalori was every inch as cruel as my father had been.
But he underestimated me.
I would use it against him. Take him down from within and laugh as his empire burns.
Without myTesoro,I could be just as cruel. I was a Cavalori, after all. It ran in my veins, and I would do whatever it took to destroy them.
For Mama.
For Alexis.
They would pay for taking my life away from me.
9
ALEXIS
Igroaned before I was able to open my eyes. A searing pain sliced through my head with each pulse of blood rushing through my veins.
What the fuck happened to me?
I felt like I’d been run over by a truck. Then it backed up and ran me over again for good measure.
Before I fully opened my eyes, I tried to get a sense of my surroundings. Because this was sure as fuck not my bed. It was softer, the linens silken and smooth against my skin.
It screamed luxury, which was something I could not afford from the small commission I took on my hacks. As long as I had internet, my Ritz Bitz, and Monsters, I was low-key and low-maintenance.
I preferred it that way.
Coming from humble beginnings, I was happy having a fuzzy, soft blanket and a nice pillow.
But this was leaps and bounds above anywhere I’d ever stayed.
So where the fuck was I?
The last thing I remembered was…Miko.
Fuck. He’d drugged me.
I was going to destroy him.
Just as soon as I was able to blink without being in pain. With a deep grunt of desperation, I tried to flip the covers off, but my limbs were heavy and sluggish. “Miko, I’m going to fucking kill you. Stalking me. Making me drunk on your scent. Drugging me. Just my fucking luck, the first person I’ve been attracted to since Antonio was a psychopath.”
“Seems you’ve woken in a pleasant mood.”
