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Chapters (47)
  1. Cover
  2. Content Discovery
  3. Dedication
  4. Dante Luciano
  5. Annie Peterson
  6. Dante
  7. Annie
  8. Dante
  9. Annie
  10. Dante
  11. Annie
  12. Dante
  13. Annie
  14. Dante
  15. Annie
  16. Dante
  17. Dante
  18. Annie
  19. Dante
  20. Annie
  21. Dante
  22. Annie
  23. Dante
  24. Annie
  25. Dante
  26. Annie
  27. Dante
  28. Annie
  29. Dante
  30. Annie
  31. Dante
  32. Annie
  33. Dante
  34. Annie
  35. Annie
  36. Dante
  37. Annie
  38. Dante
  39. Annie
  40. Dante
  41. Annie
  42. Dante
  43. Annie
  44. Annie - 12 months later
  45. Do you want more?
  46. Also by Samantha Skye
  47. About the Author

“Fuck going pro. Do you know how much money you make me, Carter!” Sebastian chimes in, now grinning like the Cheshire Cat, because it's true. Sebastian and I have made a lot of money from Carter's fights. We never bet against him. He wins every time. I feel sorry for the poor guys who step into the ring with him, because I would never want to.

“When is your next fight?” I ask him, knowing he always has one lined up.

“Not sure. We need to find this asshole first, because I want the family safe before I step back into the ring,” Carter says, sobering the room.

I nod to him in admiration that he puts the family in front of himself. We all do it, but it was how Sebastian and I were raised. Carter is different, but no less part of our family, and he shows us his commitment each and every day.

“How is Annie, anyway?” Carter asks, and all three of them look at me. Sebastian has a sly smile, clearly reading me like a book.

“She is fine,” I reply, not really wanting to elaborate.

“Just fine?” Carter presses, trying to goad me into biting. Clearly, he needs to fight if he is trying to pick one with me.

“Why don’t we talk about your woman for a moment, shall we, Carter?” I say to him, willing to entertain him this once. Carter doesn’t have a woman and has never had anyone serious, but I like to tease him, regardless.

“Oh, so Annie is your woman now?” Carter asks with an eyebrow raise, quick to pick up my words and slam them back into my face. He is good at it. Due to his history of growing up on the streets, he had to hustle, had to learn to sway things his way in order to survive.

“Let’s get to work,” I say gruffly, changing the subject, and Carter laughs, shaking his head, knowing he won this battle. He and Nico sit down, and we get busy, strategizing about how to get Dominic and put an end to this shitshow of a situation.

Later that day, I am in my office, going through the list of new soldiers that are coming to New York. Tension is high because we need men, and we are very selective on who we take. But given the trouble we are having at the moment with trying to find Dominic, and needing manpower now more than ever, I have to broaden our scope and take in men who I am not confident are ready for the challenge.