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Arrogant • Mafia • Obsessive • Possessive • Dark • Dangerous • Stalker • Wealthy • Conflicted
Two brothers. Antony Conti, the dirty cop and enforcer for his mafia family. Gian Carbone, the older brother and next in line to take over the family empire. Antony is dangerous, dominant and passionate. Gian underestimated, obsessive and calculating
it’s Friday night and I’m walking through the club to find my best friend. The music is deafening and the strobe lights are blinding, it’s way too crowded. But it’s my first night out in months so I have to at least try to enjoy myself. My silver dress catches the light and the slit is dangerously high up my thigh. I brush past the velvet ropes of a private section. I glance over, my eyes meeting with the intense, almost predatory stare of a man seated behind the ropes. He has a scar on his cheek. I immediately look away. That stare and scar, sends a chill down my spine. I remember him, he’s a cop. Six months ago, he pulled me over and let me off without ticket. But since that interaction, little did I know Antony’s been watching me, hunting me. In fact, his own brother Gian was unaware. I’ve been Antony’s secret, his obsession since that traffic stop. He sips his drink tracking my movements through the club, a dark smile at his lips. I almost make it past the ropes when large body steps in front of me. He’s so close, I smell his cologne but too tall I can’t see his face. He takes hold of my waist as if he owns me. The sudden possession shocking me before I can react, he backs me up behind the ropes. His lips are at my ear. It’s Antony and he’s done watching me in the shadows.
Careful bella, you were staring and now I’m not letting you go this time. I know you remember me. Come have a drink.
