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He knows King.

He’s in the mafia.

Something tightens around my throat.

It’s a coincidence.

It’s some terrible coincidence.

“Dominic?” My voice is weak, but I know he hears me, because his fingers flex around my arm. “What’s going on?”

Please, let this be some sort of mistake.

But he doesn’t look at me. His eyes are still locked on King.

King takes another step closer until he’s within arm’s reach.

“What do you want?” King grits out the question, squaring off with Dominic, waiting for his answer.

Me.

Please say you want me.

“To join The Alliance.”

My knees weaken.

No. No, no, no, no.

This can’t be happening.

I thought…

Dom’s grip on my arm tightens, and I realize I’ve sagged against him.

I thought he…

I try to jerk away from Dominic, but his hold doesn’t budge.

“Not a chance,” King growls. “Did you seriously think you could pull a stunt like this and—”

Dom cuts him off, taking a step forward and bringing me with him. “There is no stunt. This little sister of yours has been wedded and bedded. That makes me family, and if you have any honor at all, King Vass, you know that means I’m a part of The Alliance now.”

Sorrow, like I’ve never felt before, blankets over me. And those last tiny pieces of hope, the little broken shards I’ve been carrying since I was nine, finally crumble into sand.

I was so close.

Tears form and fall in the space of a heartbeat.

I was so goddamn close to having what I’ve always wanted.

And it was all a fucking lie.

I have to tell my lungs to fill. Have to force them to suck in air.

It was all a setup.

A trick.

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