Page 60 of Furore
“Fuck. Who?”
“Lanza.”
“Armando?”
Fort shook his head. “Enzio Lanza himself.”
I was wrong. I wasn’t going to die because I fell in love with my ex-boyfriend’s deadly jealous dad while his son was even worse in that department. I wasn’t going to die in a fit of rage between two possessive men after I ditched one in the worst way ever and drugged the other and abandoned him on the road or the revenge that was bound to come after.
I was going to die in a Mafia war.
Enzio Lanza was the boss of the Lanza Mafia family, and my blood was the key to the new kingdom he thirsted after.
He’d found me and just arrived to collect my soul.
And when Furore discovered my ex was his son, would he still be my protector or the one who delivered me to the devils that wanted me dead?
To be continued…
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