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Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) Truthfully, I hadn’t had a girlfriend. She was more accurately a steady fuck, which was the closest thing to a girlfriend I’d had. I didn’t think Ava would give me as much sympathy if I’d said that, so I… fibbed, like the cheat I was….

Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) He sucked in a breath. “ Fuck.” I froze. “What?” “Broken rib, I think.” I winced and pulled back just as Papà pushed the kitchen door open. He glanced at my first-aid supplies on the counter and then at me with disapproval, telling me not…

Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) He raised a brow, in a way of asking me what my excuse was. “Mamma’s cookies,” I told him unashamedly. He laughed in that quiet, thoughtful way of his. My thighs were on fire, but I resisted the pull to drop to my knees. I…

Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) Wrong thing to say. “I swear to God, Ava, if I find out you’ve let some man touch you, I will deliver his hands to you in a box.” I swallowed. “And I do not. Fucking. Bluff.” He slammed the door behind him. THERE COMES…

Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) “They don’t respect you.” His voice was rough and so close to my ear it sent a shiver down my neck. “Who said I want their respect?” His grip tightened on the counter. “You want him to fuck you?” I blinked. “What?” “Christian,” he growled….

Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) “COME IN!” The door of the penthouse on the twenty-second floor swung open, and Gianna stood on the other side. I didn’t believe that even someone who knew Gianna would be able to guess what she would wear next. Tonight, it was a small black…

Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) Brother-in-law. Brother. In. Law. As my eyes fell downward, I paused. The water was running pink. He was washing blood off his hands. “Good day at work?” My tone was sweet and sarcastic. He flicked an amused gaze to me. “And look at how well…

Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) Papà frowned when he saw her, and Mamma pretended she wasn’t here. My father’s reason was that she wasn’t Italian or connected to the Cosa Nostra, and therefore a liability. Jenny knew what my family was involved in, though she never let on she did….

Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) Her gaze narrowed. “Christian.” “It’s none of your business who I invite to my apartment, Gianna.” I wouldn’t have invited him if I’d had a legitimate reason to do so-and more than Ava practically drooling over him yesterday. The asshole had a pretty face, and…

Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) I frowned, a little affronted. The first time I used a curse word to insult someone and it was lame? Maybe I didn’t have it in me. I glanced at him, and a sudden wave of shyness overcame me when I noticed he’d been watching…