Page 118 of The Darkest King

He might look like my personal bodyguard, but Mack does a lot more than that. He recruits men into my security, manages them, is my direct link with Nathan, and so much more.

“It’s not a real wedding or marriage,” I remind them. “If this lead of yours works out, it may not happen.”

Decker pulls on a jacket. “Connor, you know it doesn’t happen that fast. It could, but I can’t make any promises. So, prepare to marry your little mafia princess.”

No one is marrying anyone unless she answers my fucking messages.

I didn’t miss his wording either.Your. And they notice I didn’t correct him.

I nod at Mack, and we make to leave.

“Regular updates on Cade,” I say to Nathan, and he nods.

Then we climb into the car and drive home.

When I walk into the penthouse, I know immediately.

Mia is gone.

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MIA

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“Okay, so let me getthis straight,” Sienna says, eyeing the pint of ice cream I have on my lap. “Are you going to finish that entire thing?”

I nod.

Two of them, if she has another pint. I don’t ask. This is serious, but I can’t tell my best friend anything. I feel like my entire life is a jumble of lies.

Not one person knows the truth about me. Except Connor. And as it turns out, he’s the one person I absolutely cannot trust.

I’m hurt, angry, and feeling betrayed.

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