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Is Slava in love with his sister ??!!! What’s going on ??

That nasty ass bitch Slavaaaa

“want you to tell me who’s Alex’s weakness so I can get my hands on them. We need a head start.”
Tiernan stared at him like he was insane. “No.”
“Is it Katya?” Luca ignored him. “Should we kidnap her?”
“I can do it,” Tristan volunteered.
“No,” Tiernan repeated. “I’m not helping you fuck with Lyosha.”
“Fuck. No Katya.”
“Thank you.”
“Killjoy,” Tristan muttered.

“I did what you said.” The voice that came out of him did not sound like my brother at all. I arched an eyebrow. What the fuck was going on?
“And?” Sofia sounded like a patient teacher.
“And it didn’t work at all.”
She patted his cheek. “That’s too bad, Luca. At least you tried.”
“How’s the bab—”
“Sofia,” Luca pleaded.”


SHES MOTHERRRR

I should’ve never followed Enzo to that club,” I said.
“Enzo. That’s his name?” Grams tasted it on her tongue, stopping her crocheting momentarily to stare at the ceiling, a mysterious smile on her face. “Enzo Rothwell. I like the sound of it.

I love grams

“I hate you!” I cried again, saliva splattering from my mouth, tears springing from my eyes. “I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I HATE YOU!”
“I love you,” he replied tersely, accepting my beatings, my slurs, my wrath. He was utterly still, a wall against the storm that I became. “To the death, Enzo. So fucking much it hurts.”

And then he uses the monopoly card

😭😭😭💔

Vincenzo fucking Ferrante.
A mafioso enforcer.
A fucked-up, closeted kid.
My Butterfly.

Enxzo is locked up 😭😭

He was a damn drug, and I was a terrible, pathetic junkie who would find any excuse, any loophole, any argument not to go to rehab.

“If you’re sorry, why did you speak those words?”
“Because I couldn’t run the chance of them seeing what was written plainly on my face every time I looked at you.”
“They’re observant people, Enzo. They read people for a living.”
“And what would they have seen on your face?” He studied me, pale honey irises narrowed
“That maybe I’m your drug, but you’re my life support.”
🚬🚬🚬

I don’t care about the Italians,” the young woman said fiercely. “I’m here to talk about how I infiltrate the Bratva. Once we take them down, the Outfit and Camorra will follow.”
Little Miss Hard-Ass had some aspirations. Alex Rasputin was gonna make meatballs out of her.

Ohh this set up is sexyyy