Wicked Desires: A Dark Mafia Arranged Marriage Romance (The Terlizzis Book 2) by Cora Kent

Author:Cora Kent [Kent, Cora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cora Kent
Published: 2024-11-19T00:00:00+00:00

30

SAVERIO

The Destroyers’ clubhouse is exactly what I expect—dark, grimy, and reeking of oil, sweat, and bad decisions. The dull roar of motorcycles echoes across the empty field outside as I step through the door, my boots crunching on broken glass and cigarette butts. Faded posters of scantily clad women and vintage motorcycles adorn the walls, barely visible in the dim light cast by neon beer signs. I’m met with the low murmur of conversations dying as I enter, replaced by the clinking of beer bottles and the scratching of pool cues. Eyes follow me, sizing me up, but I’m not here to be intimidated.

Raffaele walks in behind me like a quiet shadow, his footsteps barely audible over the ambient noise. His presence is a subtle reminder that I’m not alone in this. I might be here on a personal mission, but Raffaele is the Family muscle, ready to intervene if things go south. His eyes scan the room methodically, taking in every detail and potential threat. He’s supposed to be guarding Lucia, but I needed him here for this. Besides, I trust him to juggle both tasks without dropping the ball.

“Everything good?” I ask Raffaele under my breath, keeping my eyes forward.

Raffaele shrugs, his expression unreadable. “Could be better, could be worse,” he replies noncommittally.

I don’t press him for more details. If there were an immediate problem, he’d tell me. Right now, our focus is on the man in front of us.

Raiden Drake is at the back, leaning against the bar like he owns the place—which, in a way, he does. He’s got that look about him, the kind that says he’s seen too much and come out on the other side meaner for it. His presence dominates the room, a silent threat to anyone who might consider crossing him. A smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth when he spots me, but it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. Those stay cold and calculating, daring me to do something he’ll make me regret. His fingers tap an idle rhythm on the bar top, a deceptively casual gesture. It’s clear he’s not just another thug in the Destroyers motorcycle gang—this is a man who’s clawed his way to the top and has no intention of giving up his throne.

“Saverio,” Raiden greets me as I approach, his voice gravelly and rough around the edges. His eyes, hard as flint, never leave mine as I close the distance between us. “Didn’t think I’d see you around these parts—especially not in the clubhouse. What brings you to our humble abode?”

“Business,” I say flatly, cutting through the pleasantries. I’m not here for small talk.

Raiden raises an eyebrow, amused by my directness. “Business, huh? Well, then, let’s get to it.” He gestures toward a booth in the corner sectioned off from the prying eyes of his men.

We slide into the booth, Raffaele positioning himself strategically near the edge. His vigilant eyes sweep across the room in a practiced manner, deliberately avoiding Raiden’s gaze but meticulously cataloging every other Destroyer present.

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