Fight For Me (Dark Renzetti Series Book 2) by V Domino

Author:V Domino [Domino, V]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: Mafia Romance, romance, romantic suspense
Published: 2020-09-25T22:00:00+00:00

I picked up Nick on my way to Medusa’s Lounge but I still don’t know my way around so it’s a good thing I got Nick to come with. After following his directions we made it to the place and as luck would have it, it’s fifteen minutes from my new apartment. Medusa’s is a remodeled two story building that looks like it’s been here since New York was founded. The red brick building has been painted over in matte black, completely different from the other buildings around it. Though we're in a hipster part of lower Manhattan, this building stands out with a large stylish sign in front that has the goddess, Medusa, lounging on a chaise.

“Have you ever been here before?” I ask Nick as we pull up to the curb.

“No, but I've heard of it from time to time. It was opened not that long ago. The owner got a loan from the Renzetti family so he could get this place.” I've heard a few whispers about this family. They're an Italian family that runs the Cosa Nostra here in North America. Supposedly, the boss is a blood thirsty man but Diego says he's a fair guy and rarely shows face unless he's needed for a sit down with the heads of the New York boroughs. I just found out that Johnny's dad is a capo for the boss. Maybe he can help me find out what happened to my sister, since the city can't do shit for me.

A valet comes jogging over as we get out of my car but I stop him before he can climb in. “If I come out and there's a scratch anywhere on this car or even the rims I will break a finger. Got it?” This car is the only thing I have that's worth anything to me so I'll be damned if anything happens to it.

The guy swallows loudly before stuttering out, “Y-yes sir, got it.” He looks like a know-it-all teenager but he’s still as soft as his baby face so I know he hasn't seen the things I have. I may almost be twenty three years old but I feel years older. Plus, he looks like one of those punks that joyrides in cars when he should be parking them so I will keep my word. I let him climb in the car and watch as he pulls away from the curb before turning and walking towards the entrance with Nick.

“Dress code is in order for tonight, sir. I can't let you in.” I look down at my black button up shirt and white bow tie along with my white suspenders and black ripped jeans, paired off with my combat boots. “Oh well! I fucking tried, let's go Nick.” I turn to go back to the valet but Nick addressing the bouncer with an authoritative tone, one that I've never heard him use before, stops me.

“Jefa personally invited us, check the list for Twitch. I'm sure the boss wouldn't be happy to know his personal fighters were barred from entering due to attire.

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