Cruel Deception – Kat Bammer

Vince Salvini sat directly across from me, his posture rigid, eyes cold and calculating. Cristo Falcone lounged beside him with deceptive casualness that didn’t fool me for a second. Matteo Salvini, Alex Falcone… Moretti, whatever the fuck last name he was going by, and Domenico Rossi, Vince Salvini’s best friend, completed their side of the table—a unified front of powerful men accustomed to getting their way.

“So let me get this straight,” Vince said, leaning forward. “Your mission was to irritate me into submission? Is that your usual MO? How’s that working out for you, Zotov?” A ripple of chuckles spread around the table. Even Anton, seated beside me, couldn’t suppress a smile. I ignored the jab. “My mission was to facilitate and reestablish cooperation between the Paraskia Syndicate and the Salvini Organization.

The same applies to the Falcones and, by extension, the Morettis.” I nodded toward Alex, who raised an eyebrow in acknowledgment, which made him look even more threatening. My gaze drifted to the door again. Roman should have brought Isabella by now. As soon as Grey took that phone call and excused himself, I sent him to get her. I didn’t trust Grey, not even for a minute. At least, that’s what I told myself. The truth—which I was becoming increasingly harder to deny—was that not only didn’t I trust Grey, but I wanted her near me.

In my line of sight. To know she was safe. And where the fuck was Grey anyway? He should be the one leading this conversation, not me. “Your grandfathers were founding members of the Paraskia Syndicate,” I continued, forcing my attention back to the meeting. “The organization was established to maintain global stability by leveraging the resources and networks of families like yours.” “If our grandfathers were so invested in this organization,” Cristo interjected, “why the breakup? Why weren’t our fathers invited to join?”

I met his gaze head-on. “That’s something to ask Grey. But according to the files I’ve reviewed, they weren’t deemed…trustworthy enough.” Matt snorted. “That’s diplomatic.” “I’m not here to judge the decisions of previous generations,” I said. “I’m here to discuss the future. The Paraskia believes it is now time to renew the partnerships⁠—” The door burst open, cutting me off mid-sentence.

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Cruel Deception – Ruthless Rogues Mafia A Kilo Bravo Sierra Press Book OceanofPDF.com Those who are heartless, once cared too much. (Frank Ocean) This book is for the girls who tried all their life to be a good girl, to fit in, and fulfill the world’s expectations—and never succeeded. Maybe you’re not made to fit in; maybe you’re here to stand out. OceanofPDF.com CONTENT WARNING This book is intended for mature readers.

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Right behind the leather sofa, next to Nonno’s massive desk, was a spot where the floor was cozy and warm. I’d found the perfect reading nook and the perfect hiding spot since nobody apart from my grandpa and me used the library. But now Nonno would never use it again. I buried myself deeper in the thick carpet, which muffled any sounds, and inhaled deeply. Would the scent disappear, as well? I hated all the people in our house, hated how everybody was laughing while telling stories about Grandpa, and I just wanted to not think about how he hadn’t even looked like himself in that casket.

I sucked in air and stopped the tears in my eyes. The leather smell mixed with old books, and the faint lingering of Nonno’s cigarettes made me feel safe. Made me feel as if he was still around. I turned another page of Around the World in Eighty Days and focused on the adventure. How would it feel to just be free to travel the world? Suddenly, the door creaked open, and heavy footsteps broke through my bubble.

My whole body tensed. Those weren’t my brother Vince’s quick steps, Matteo’s stomping, or my father’s heavy steps. They were slower, deliberate, with a slight limp. Uncle Marcus. He wasn’t really my uncle—just one of Father’s friends— but he insisted we call him that. But something about the way he looked at me made my skin feel wrong. I pressed deeper into my hiding spot as his polished shoes appeared in my line of sight. He settled onto the sofa, the leather creaking.

The sound of a laptop opening followed. Dust tickled my nose.

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