Page 129 of Ruthless Sin

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I think you’ve forgotten what kind of man I am.

Let me remind you.

Tell Milochka I have not forgotten her.

My hands start shaking.

I read it again.

He knows my name.

My real name.

He knows I’m Cosa Nostra, and where Mila is.

He called Yelena “that stupid bitch.”

He kept her cross.

A trophy.

A threat.

I’m coming for her.

The control I’ve been holding for three years.

Gone.

I throw the chair into the wall and the wood explodes.

Not enough.

I punch the wall.

Once.

Twice.

My knuckles split open, blood hot on my hand.

A hole in the wall.

Still not enough.

I can’t breathe, my chest is crushing, my vision blurring, and he knows who I am and where she is and he is coming for her.

I’m on my knees.

The cross is still in my left hand.

Blood from my knuckles dripping onto the floor.

I can’t fucking breathe.

Marco’s voice.

Sharp. Capo command.

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