Hunted by a Shadow (Kings of Mafia #3)

by Michelle Heard

Leaning down, I press a kiss to his forehead, then whisper, “Addio, fratello. Ti vendicherò

But this isn’t some Beauty and the Beast fairytale where she’ll get to return to her father. She belongs to me. Forever.

“I just want one day where we’re not kidnapper and captive. Just one fucking day where I can be myself around you, and you can show me what you’re like when you’re actually happy,” I admit.

“How do you straddle the light and dark? How can you create a place like this,” she waves over the tables, “and at the same time, you kill without blinking?” “Easy,” I murmur. “Just because I don’t hesitate to kill anyone who crosses me doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy the beautiful things in life.” I keep her gaze imprisoned as I continue, “You’ve seen the worst of me. I lost my brother, the person who I loved more than anything. You’re seeing the pain, the rage, the fucking relentless thirst for vengeance.”

My voice is hoarse when I say, “I loved him so fucking much, and every day without him is hell.”