Bella (A Sagatori Family Saga Mafia Romance Book 2) by Kimberly Blalock

Author:Kimberly Blalock [Blalock, Kimberly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kimberly Blalock
Published: 2016-02-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Jax

A meeting was the last thing I wanted after seeing Bella’s naked body this morning. God, I wanted to taste her flesh, touch her.

I wanted her to be my princess.

My mind fell from its focus. Mickie stood hovered over my desk while he sucked at his toothpick. “Renaldo.” His head nodded in the direction of the door gesturing that he’d finally arrived.

I clasped my hands together and motioned for Mickie to allow him inside of my office.

“Boss,” Renaldo said respectfully.

“They’ve threatened our territories again. The fucking Russians. I received a call from Toscano this morning with word reaching the rank that the soldiers were dealing with their bullshit. As long as it was being dealt with.” I eyed him.

“A meeting?” His hand slid through the few hairs on top of his brown head.

My gaze dropped with the buzz of my cell phone, my burner. “Yeah?”

“Boss, we’ve got shots fired. Need backup.” The sounds were muffled.

“Bella?”

“Boss, now!” Tommy hissed into the phone. He needed help. I knew I shouldn’t have let her go to that fucking lunch.

Mickie watched me as he stood from his sitting position. Renaldo sat silent, unaffected.

I jumped from my seat. “Russians?”

“I think, but the shots came from outside and I didn’t get a look. She’s been shot, boss.”

“FUCK!” My fist punched through the wall I stood next to. “Get the car and a crew to Bella,” I ordered Mickie. “I’m on my way,” I said to Tommy. “Fucking Russians shot Bella.” I was sure it had to be them, they’d been seeking revenge for a lesson that went in a bad direction. I slipped my hand under my desk removing my gun and retrieved a few clips from the drawer. “Let’s go.”

“Jax, if you don’t send your men and you go there, they’ll kill you. That’s what they want. They're sending a message, and we needed to listen.”

I froze with anger. “A fucking message? The Bratva shot my wife. They’ve just started a war with this famiglia.” I ambled towards the now open door. “I want a sit down with New York and Detroit.” I wanted a sit down with everyone, but couldn’t risk it. Having everyone in Detroit only a month prior was on the verge of insanity as it stood. But the Feds had nothing so they couldn’t move. Fuck, they knew I was the boss now. They’d known why we were all getting together, but what the fuck could they do with that? Nothing.

My office was a long fucking ten minutes from Bella. Mickie called a crew in. By the time we rounded the corner sirens blared. Took them long enough. The glass to the restaurant was cracked with a large hole near the left side, it was impossible to see inside. I jumped from the Denali with my gun in hand. The crew I’d had Mickie send scattered around the entrance. One of the soldiers peered into the window, he indicated that he could see Bella. There was no sign of the Bratva.

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