Page 3 of Mafia Secrets


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I drain the glass. “Just a friend,” I answer Crystal. Kieran and Laura are leaning back into the couch and talking across Crystal. They smile at each other, and I wonder when they will admit their feelings. I don’t dare look at Jonathan. I know he most likely is staring at me.

“I’m going to get a drink.” I rise and turn with the empty glass in my hand, only to freeze.

“Daniel,” I say his name in a terrified breath. Because that’s what he is at this very moment. Terrifying.

CHAPTER THREE

DANIEL

She’shereinfrontof me. If I reached out, I could touch her face.

“Lily McGuinness. What do I owe you for this pleasure?” I smirk.

Her cheeks flood with color as she glances at her friends, who are gawking with no shame. “I don’t go by that name.” Her words are low and clipped, but even over the music, I hear them.

I step closer and inhale her scent openly.

Her eyes widen.

“You are still wearing Daisy?” That was her favorite perfume.

“I go by the name Lily Rodgers.” She bristles.

I let my grin widen. “Do you now?” I glance down at her friends. “Are you married?” The thought sends me almost spiraling. Who the fuck is he? Who do I have to kill?

The pulse flickers in her neck, and her eyes plead with me.

I wouldn’t give two fucks if she was on her knees with my cock in her mouth; I’d still want to destroy whoever touched what is mine.

I wave my finger at her. “Is he at this table?”

She shakes her head; her long slim fingers tighten around the glass. Hands that had caressed my body and given me so much pleasure. My gaze skips to her lips, and my mind is flooded with everything she did with her mouth. I want to shift as my cock starts to grow.

“I’m not married. It’s my mother’s maiden name.”

Too much relief wipes out the murderous thoughts of only seconds ago. How can she flip a switch inside me? She always had the ability. I didn’t think after three years, she could hold such power, but she still does. I have more control now, and I won’t let her know that. So I grin and stare at her.

She bites her lower lip before shrugging; each rushed breath she inhales reminds me of a drowning fish. She has no idea how to process this moment. I could help her out, but this is too much fucking fun.

“I heard you fucked off to England.”

She grits her teeth. “Please, don’t.” Her gaze turns watery, and my temper flairs. She left me, she broke my fucking heart, and she’s looking at me like I did her wrong. Typical fucking woman. Always the victim.

I’m ready to continue when one of my security men touches my shoulder. I reel in my anger and glance at him. “Darragh is here to see you, sir.”

I face Lily, who looks ready to cry. “The drinks are on me.”

“For the table,” I tell my security.

“No.” Lily yelps as I walk away from her. I wonder how it feels to see my back and wonder if this is the last time she will ever see me. It should be the last time. I need to cut her off, but that’s not going to happen. I already feel it. I need to punish her for what she did to me. And her uncle attacking my business gives me a good reason to keep an eye on her. I couldn’t reach her when she skipped off to England, but she’s back now, and I will make it my business to destroy Lily.

Darragh is in the VIP area with a bottle of champagne. He’s my father’s twin brother, and I inherited their blue eyes and blond hair.

“The devil dressed like a god,” Darragh says the minute I arrive. This is a line he often greets me with. I would normally brush off the comment, but I’m not in the mood today.

“I would beg to differ, Darragh. I’m sure in your lifetime you’ve done some bad shit.”

Darragh grins and lights up a cigarette. He knows this is a non-smoking establishment, but the O’Reagans don’t follow the rules.

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