Cruel Saints Read Online Michelle Heard

Categories Genre: Dark, Erotic, Mafia, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78873 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
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I nod, memorizing his words.

He pulls me into a hug, his arms wrapping around me like steel bands. “Above all, trust no one. It will only lead to your death.”

As I pull back, I say, “But you trust me.”

He lets out a chuckle. “You’re part of me. Blood of my blood. Famiglia. I’m talking about everyone else.”

Nodding, I glance down at the gun in my hand. “Thank you. It’s beautiful.”

He pats my shoulder then says, “Let’s go. It’s time for you to take your rightful place in the family.”

Nerves spin my gut as I tuck the gun into the back of my pants. I adjust my jacket and leave the suite with my father. In silence, we walk down the hallway, and once we descent the stairs, my gaze goes over the men gathering below.

My eyes stop on Alexei Koslov, the best assassin the underworld has ever produced. Next to him stands his custodian, Demitri Vetrov. Together the two men are unkillable.

Thank God they are our allies.

Glancing at the other men, I notice Valentino Tino Lucas. Although he’s from a rival family, we’re civil. Tino might be tyrannical, but he knows better than to challenge us for the seat of power in the Mafia.

Nick Cabello represents the Cabello family. They’ve only begun dealing in arms the last decade, unlike our family, that’s been at the head of the Mafia for four generations.

The thought makes me well aware of the legacy that will rest upon my shoulders. I’ll have to make these men fear me or die trying. There’s no other option.

I notice three families from the Bratva are present, but I begin to frown when I see a new face. An Asian man whose eyes are narrowed on my father.

My father stops on the fifth step, and I come to a standstill next to him. “Today, Lucian takes his place as my right-hand man. After he has attended St. Monarch’s he will take over as the head of the Mafia.”

I lift my chin with pride, then my father says, “We need to deal with unpleasant business before we can celebrate.”

I glance at my father as he turns his attention to me. “What do we do with people who steal from us?”

“Kill them,” I answer without hesitation because there’s no place for mercy in our world.

Alexei shoves the Asian man closer and then forces him down on his knees.

“Mr. Chen thought he could get away with hiding profits from us,” Father explains, and then he gestures from me to Mr. Chen. “Alexei was kind enough to hunt him down. Issue the punishment.”

Pin prickles spread out over my scalp as my eyes snap back to my father’s.

He wants me to kill?

There’s no warmth in my father’s gaze, which is dark with wrath.

Fuck, this is it. This is where I have to prove myself.

My eyes go back to Mr. Chen. I know better than to ask questions as I slowly reach for the gun at my back. I’ve seen my father kill many times before, so I know what to do. My fingers wrap around the handle, and I hold the Glock, so the barrel faces down.

I can’t refuse or show any weakness because it will bring unforgivable shame to the Cotroni name.

This is it, Lucian.

I have to kill the thief and take my rightful place, making my father proud. I don’t dare question my father’s judgment.

I take the last five steps down and stop in front of Mr. Chen. My fingers flex around the engraved handle of my Glock as my heartbeat begins to speed up.

You can do it.

You have to.

No mercy.

I lift my arm and train the barrel on the man’s head. For a moment, I glance up, and my eyes meet Alexei’s. The most feared man after my father. Deadly. Merciless. He’s not much older than me. Probably in his late twenties. Yet he’s made a name for himself people cower before.

I have to do the same.

As I lower my eyes to Mr. Chen, I swallow hard, and my muscles tighten. A burning sensation spreads through my stomach at the thought of taking another man’s life.

You have to.

Now.

I suck in a deep breath, and my finger curls around the trigger. Mr. Chen glares up at me, and then he spits on my shoes. That’s all it takes for me to pull the trigger.

I watch as his head snaps back from the force, and then his body slumps to the side.

Breathe in.

I haven’t spoken a word to the man.

Breathe out.

Yet I took his life.

The thought shudders through me, and it sinks deep into my bones, branding me a murderer. I expect to feel guilt, but instead, there’s a rush of power.

“Good,” Alexei says, but I can’t tear my eyes away from the lifeless body.

I killed. For the first time, I took a life that didn’t belong to me.



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