The Fixer: Book One in The Vettore Mafia Series by Mae Malone

Author:Mae Malone [Malone, Mae]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-03-30T00:00:00+00:00

Me: Please scrub all the footage from The Vixen for the last two hours, not just the feed from the private room we were in. Also, send a full clean up crew. Shit went down.

Whit: Will do.

“Don’t worry about the cleanup. I have a crew coming by, and your club will be right as rain in a few hours. Is there anything you want to say to your sister?” I ask John Carlo, giving him a chance to apologize.

“Yeah,” he rasps, rubbing his jaw. He’ll have a nice bruise there tomorrow. “You’re going to get yourself killed one day by being reckless. Papà should have never let you join Nuova Notte. When something happens to you, it’s going to break his heart.”

Maddie’s face is stone cold, void of emotion. Her eyes narrow on her brother, and I can tell by the way she clenches and unfurls her fist that she’s itching to tear him apart. She raises her hand with lightning quickness, slapping him instead. The clap of her hand meeting his face echoes off the walls, leaving everyone speechless.

She brings him in for a hug. He can barely stand up due to how hard I hit him and is forced to lean on her for support. She whispers in his ear, so low I have to strain to hear it. “One day when you’re old, gray, and alone, you’re going to wish you supported me instead of constantly going against me. You break our father’s heart every day by never measuring up to the son he needs you to be. Fuck off, John Carlo.”

She turns and walks back toward the employee entrance. “Ms. Vettore?” Maddalena stops, turning toward Dave. “Thank you for handling the Russians and stopping them from hurting more bouncers. If possible, I’d like to transfer to your crew, ma’am.”

She gives him a faint smile that can rival the Mona Lisa’s. “You’re welcome. It was my pleasure to help. I’ll get your information from Maximo and we’ll set up a meeting ASAP.”

John Carlo’s furious face falls, and he seems hurt. Maddalena doesn’t even notice though, holding her head high, keeping up her tough, bad bitch image that she shows the world. But I know her brother's words cut her to the core. She’d have to be an unfeeling monster to not be hurt by his bullshit.

When she breezes through the back door, I grab her by the elbow, steering her to my car, and push her against the door. She sniffles, a tear streaming down her cheek. I lick it off, savoring the salty flavor, then kiss her cheek, the tip of her nose, and her neck. Even when crying, my little killer is breathtakingly beautiful.

“Hey, look at me,” I say as she hides her face in my neck. I tip her chin up, forcing her to lock eyes with me. “You’re the most badass, beautiful woman I’ve ever met. He’s jealous because he’ll never measure up to you.”

She jumps into my arms, a clash of teeth and tongue.

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