n mont

own robes smiled to himself. It was the mere twisting of his thin lips but it accentuated his siniste

sitting across the aisle; the young man and the beautiful middle-aged woman. They looked at him blank

approached him and sa

e a drink of w

ead, and the g

He had already set up a network in Europe, and only after things were in m

enge the deaths of his

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p

oor before Gaston'

hough he was nearing sixty, had managed to escape with just a dislocated elbow and a knife wound to his side. Not a singularly deep gash

m or put him in a better mood, I thou

lling at the young men, Philip

aring Schwartz's deep bariton

t this morning, and the doctors and the family,

e hospital all these days, but we h

uchy as an old lion, and I

r open, I stepp

. My eyes drank in the sight of my Mafia Don, his hair thick and silver, a few days stubble on his cheeks, the shirt opened to reve

n?" he growled unpleasantly

e Schwartz's chair, placing my han

few minutes, Gaston," I sai

nhappy. Only my son-in-law, Capo looked calm, but I noti

d Gaston, draining his glass

I need to work, not just put

rew hot a

was in a dirty

iers turned red and Claude looked embarra

nd of disapproval, but I

has to return to Aiyana. It's he

he looked up,

embered?' he

troked his shou

e way she likes it.' I murmured. James Schwartz gave me a b

g with my Und

arm as he stumbled. He had not been the same after th

annoyance as I supported him, even as Cl

tz's cane, Philippe

you off afte

rs' shoulders. I linked my arm through his and helped

teasingly, throwing my lover a look over my

long brown hair falling to my hips. To sink his large hand into my hair and hold my h

his face and felt a qu

in a couple of years and was wounded, bu

aid Handsome James with a fond

s watching me with a thunderous expression on his face. I shut the doo

his eyes on my face and bod

he gr

ing to be pun

ked. His grey-blue eyes were slits as he watched me, his thick,

he steady gaze trained on me reminded me of a w

e ground in a heap, then my white cotton blouse, and

his tumbler to his l

to face me, he said in a low,

our arousal, m

turn hot, he drawled, indi

them