Page 92 of Mafia And Taken

I screamed out.

“No one will hear you, Cate. Surely you didn’t think you could hide away from me forever?”

“Wh-What are you doing here?” I watched as the officer left us alone and closed the door behind him.

“I’ve been waiting to get you by yourself. Your husband always has his family or a soldier with you. Luckily for me, today you decided to ditch your security detail. And I’ve had a friend in the local police keeping an eye out for you.”

Oh God, Alessio had said the Russians were still furious about the drugs—they had lost millions of dollars through my father’s double-crossing and through the subsequent FBI investigation which shut down some of their operations. Dmitri Petrov had escaped from the warehouse when Alessio had rescued me. But today he had come back for me.

“So, Cate, we didn’t get to finish our little conversation last time. You were going to tell me where your father hid the rest of the money he made from selling the drugs to my people.”

“I d-don’t know what you’re talking about...I had nothing to do with my father’s dealings.”

“Surely you don’t expect me to believe that. I’m not a fool.”

“I’m telling the truth.” Escaping Alessio had been supposed to make me feel safer, but I wished at this very moment that Alessio was here to protect me.

“Don’t you remember what I said last time about how I would get you to talk—by forcing you to your knees and making you gag on my hard cock.”

“I wouldn’t lie to you, I swear.”

But I could tell Dmitri didn’t believe me. He walked toward me and with one hand pushed me to the hard ground while his other hand fisted my hair.

I tried to push back against his legs but he just laughed—he was too strong for me. I choked back a sob.

Dmitri began to unzip his pants as I carried on struggling.

His head flew up as the door swung open and there was the click of a gun safety catch being released.

My eyes followed the direction of the sound and I saw Alessio. He was here, and he had his gun pointed at Dmitri. “Let her go, Dmitri—now.”

Dmitri considered this for a moment before releasing my hair. He smirked. “She’s not my type anyway—too wholesome. I prefer more of a slut.”

Alessio’s eyes didn’t leave Dmitri. “Cate, come to me,” he instructed.

I didn’t hesitate. I wanted to get as far away from Dmitri as possible. Seeing him again brought back bad memories and made me feel scared and powerless. I needed to feel Alessio’s arms around me, his warm skin touching mine, and his voice whispering into my hair.

"How did you find me?"

"I have my ways," Alessio said cryptically.

As I hurried toward Alessio, Dmitri took his chance and swiftly raised his gun, aiming at Alessio.

Alessio reacted the moment he sensed movement from Dmitri. He fired his weapon, hitting Dmitri in the chest.

It all happened so quickly. I screamed as I saw Alessio fall to the ground, clutching his side.

At the same time, more soldiers arrived—Alessio had brought back-up with him.

I fell to my knees, crying out and pressing my hands to Alessio’s side. There was blood everywhere. It was seeping out of his body and out through my fingers.

I heard shouting all around me as more soldiers and police swarmed into the room and someone said something about a doctor.

But I had been here once before, next to a body shot by the Bratva, and I knew how this would end.

Alessio was trying to keep his eyes open, but he couldn’t say anything. I heard loud sobbing and then saw tears falling onto my hands, and I realized the sobs were coming from me.

I heard more voices around me, and I knew that they belonged to Marco and Juliana.

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