AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Now wasn’t the time to talk “reason” with me.
I’d thought about this.
I’d thought about this a lot.
And I had made my decision.
We kidnapped people all the time. What was the issue?
“Luca, you’re not dad—" Dimitri began, but I flashed him a warning look.
I scoffed. “That’s not what I want!” I snapped. “He’s going to pay for butchering my men.” My fists were clutched tightly. “Because now my NYPD payoffs are breathing down my fuckin’ neck, asking me to lay low. I shouldn’t have to. I’m a fucking Bonanno. Dominic is going to be the one to lay low. He’s going to be the one running away with his tail between his legs. Notme.”
Dimitri sighed and grabbed Enzo’s biceps. “Come on, man, let’s get ready for the shit storm,” he groaned. “There’s no talking sense in him when he has made up his mind.”
I scowled. “I’ll cut your tongue out if you keep talking.”
“We’ll tell the rest to get ready to kidnap a fuckingcop,” Dimitri said over his shoulder as he and Enzo walked out of the room. The condescending tone was enough for me to put a bullet in his head. If he wasn’t my brother, I might have considered it. Something told me my parents wouldn’t approve.
“Pussies,” I muttered under my breath as soon as their footsteps descended down the hall.
I paced back and forth in my office. Frustration and anger brewed inside me like a storm. The revelation that Annabelle was the daughter of my enemy, Dominic, left me burning for revenge. He had butchered my men, shut down my club, and now he would pay.
As I weighed my options, a plan began to take shape. I needed to strike back, to make Dominic feel the same pain and loss.
No!
I needed Dominic to feelmorepain and loss than I did.
What better way to do it than by taking a page out of my father’s handbook and kidnapping his precious daughter as leverage? It was a risky move, but it was the only way to make him understand the consequences of his actions; to take him to his fucking knees.
With a twisted smile, I reached for my phone and opened a text message. The words were carefully crafted, laced with an air of casualness.
“Hey. You said not to ask for booty calls, but what about a drink? Planned this time?”
I watched as the three dots rose on the thread.
She was typing.
“Same place?” she asked.
“Same place/same time,” I responded.
The thought of seeing her again, knowing the truth, sent a shiver of anticipation down my spine. It was a dangerous game I was playing, toying with her and her father.
But the desire for revenge burned fiercely within me.
Dominic didn’t know anything about me knowing it was him that did this.
I wasn’t going to let it be known until I figured out why, until now.
Now I have something a little better in my hand; a far more powerful card to play.
I knew I was treading on dangerous ground. My NYPD contact had already warned me. But fear would not dictate my actions.
I was a fucking Bonanno.
And I would never — ever — run away with my tail between my legs.
