Deadly Protector (Kingdom of Sin #4) Read Online Jordan Marie

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Kingdom of Sin Series by Jordan Marie
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Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 110824 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
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“You’re the one that set up the phone conference this early,” I remind him.

“That’s because after we hang up, I’m taking my woman and daughter to Greece to visit Marco and Helena, and I want this little issue wrapped up and done.”

“It seems Racine decided to go with option A.”

“Fucking bitch,” Antonio laughs.

My first order of business as a DeLuca Capo was a job that I did for myself. I made it a mission to find Angelina’s mother, Racine, and make her life a living hell. That began with me hacking her credit accounts and canceling her cards. For fun, I had her electric disconnected and cleaned out her bank accounts. The fact I put her cell number on as many call lists as I could find was just for shits and giggles. I especially loved that most of the lists were for products for elderly care. That had to be a blow for someone so concerned with staying young. The woman had spent a mint on plastic surgery. That’s one reason it was so effortless to cancel her credit cards. She was overextended on most of them. Next, I pulled strings and by that, I mean I bought a chain of banks, and called in her mortgage. She was behind a couple of payments, so that made it easy, too.

Racine, ever the clever whore, had some fancy doctor lined up in her sights. They were planning on getting married next month. Racine had already spent a fortune on the wedding. I decided to put a stop to that. I did that by having Sloan stake out her house and film Ms. Racine taking it up the ass by her gardener. I then sent those pictures to her prospective groom. That had been particularly satisfying, except the image made it so I couldn’t enjoy anal with my wife for weeks. Thankfully, once I bury myself in my woman, my mind stops functioning, and I was able to overcome that, eventually.

Finally, knowing Racine was completely broke, no groom in sight, and forced to live in a friend’s home, I approached her and let her know who was behind all of her recent misfortunes. Then, I gave her a choice. She refused to make a choice and ordered me to leave. I did, but I wasn’t finished. Yesterday, I had two of my most trusted men drag her into an abandoned building and tie her up in the same manner Angelina was years ago. I left her like that for hours and threatened to do to her exactly what she let happen to her own daughter. Then, because I’m a sadistic fuck, I carved through her Botoxed and silicone perfection to give her a scar in the same manner that Angelina had.

Eventually I grew bored with her tears and cries for mercy and told her she could either return to Russia to mooch off her family there—with the caveat that she would never contact Gia again—or she could live here. I cautioned her that if she chose that option, I would make it my life’s mission to continue fucking with her life and anyone that helped her.

Racine, being true to her mercenary ways, chose to return to Russia. Of course, she didn’t know that once she was there, Samuil was going to take over. Old Racine wasn’t going to have an easy life in Russia. In fact, she will probably live her life in a jail cell for some trumped up charge that she can’t defend.

“Is there anything else I need to know before I head out?” Antonio asks, snapping me out of my thoughts.

“I don’t think so. Things are going pretty calm.”

“That’s good after the whirlwind we’ve been going through since Maxwell’s death.”

“You’ve got that right,” I agree.

“Check in with me and keep me updated,” he says, before hanging up.

“Will do.”

Once our conversation is over. I get up and make my way back to the bedroom, to my woman, my world, and my reason to keep going.

My everything.


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