Auctioned to the Mafia: Bratva Mafia Abduction Romance by Veda Rose

Auctioned to the Mafia: Bratva Mafia Abduction Romance by Veda Rose

Author:Veda Rose [Rose, Veda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-15T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 16 - Luigi

I’m trying my absolute best to control myself. She kissed me.

On the lips.

She was against my body, and I could feel the curve of her body pressed against mine. No, I can’t do this.

I lead her through to my bedroom to my large closet. It used to be a walk-in closet once upon a time.

I swing the doors open, divide the clothes in half and push them to the left and right. I then touch a pressure-sensitive part of the back wall for it to pop out with a hiss.

Anastasia snorts, “You really are set up like James Bond or something.”

“Don’t Russians hate James Bond?” I ask, teasing her.

“Only the ones stupid enough to make their plans public,” she laughs. It’s the sweetest sound in the world. I love her laugh.

I push aside the door and reveal my emergency stash of guns, including my sniping rifle and gear. I also take out the bulletproof vests and hand one to her. “I’m going to have to insist you wear this.”

“Really?” she asks.

“If you’re coming with, you’re wearing a vest. I’m not taking any chances out in public,” I explain. I carry what I need to the bed, and I put my own vest on.

The vests are under our clothes. If you didn’t know better, you wouldn’t notice, which is the idea.

I pack all the parts into a neat briefcase. I love this particular rifle. I put it together in under a minute and take it apart even faster. I carry the case out of the apartment, leading Anastasia down to the parking garage. I take my car this time, one of the throwaway ones that no one can trace back to me. The person the tags are registered to is permanently in a mental health hospital.

We head toward the cafe, and I approach carefully, looking for any signs of trouble. Two blocks away, I park and feed a meter, motioning for Anastasia to follow me into the building and up the stairs.

“Aren’t we a bit far away?” she whispers as we climb into the elevator.

I shake my head. “Don’t worry about it. We’ll be fine.”

The lift takes us to the top floor, at which point we take the stairs to the roof. I lead Ana over to the edge I have come to know so well. This is one of my usual places to snipe from. It is a good ruse. No one thinks something will happen in public. Before it was a French cafe, it was a coffee place.

I hand Anastasia the binoculars. “Focus them down there, two blocks. You’ll see the French cafe and people sitting outside,” I explain.

“I see a bunch of people sitting around talking and eating,” she says as I quickly put my rifle together. The wind whips around me, and I frown, setting up the bipod as well, just in case. I mount the rifle to the bipod, slide down to one knee, and settle myself into position. I look through the scope, down toward the cafe.



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