"Jace! Affrettarsi! We don't have all day!" My father called from downstairs. I sighed, ranking a hand through my hair.
Let's get this fucking over with.
I made my way to the door and saw my mom with her arm around my fathers as he hissed something to my younger brother. I nodded to her, and my father noticed and sighed.
"We'll talk about this later," He directed to my brother. "Let's go, we're almost late." Everyone had their own car and driver but my mom insisted we arrive there as a family.
We were the last people there and when we entered all heads turned our way. Besides the Russo's. We'd had several enemies over the years but they were our biggest pain in the ass.
"Ahh! Mr. Volkov, And Mrs. Volkov!" The Spanish Mafia owner, Luis, made his way to us. He kissed my mother hand and inclined his head to my father, brother and I.
I nodded back to him and my eyes scanned the room. "You outdo yourself every year." I nodded to the chocolate fountains, red carpets, and diamond chandeliers.
"Yes," He puffed out his chest, "I do like to." He paused, "This year is different, actually. It's a fundraiser for children's cancer awareness. Would you participate, Mr. Volkov?" He directed the question towards me.
I inclined my head, "I would love to."
Luis grinned, "Wonderful. Just wait about ten minutes...I'm sure you'll love it." He ginned an oily smile that made my guard shoot right up. What the fuck is he up to?
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The Taste Of It
RomanceLethal assassins, Isabella and Jace, have been in vain for years trying to kill each other. But with a mutual enemy threatening their families Mafia's, they find themselves in an unexpected alliance together - and soon they discover killing each oth...
