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Romance Novelist: Reader, Writer, Tea-er, Werewolf-lovin’, Sci-fi junkie, who won’t survive the apocalypse… unless I have a tailor made Iron Man suit.
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Excerpt – Mobster’s Vendetta
Chapter 1 Capo: Captain of boss’s enforcers
If anyone asked me I’d tell them I’ve known Antonio my whole life –intimately. This isn’t because we have spent every waking moment with each other since birth. In fact, we never spent any time together until recently. But, my soul was drawn to him even when my mind didn’t want to be. It isn’t about the danger or his dark beauty. It’s the connection I feel. He makes me feel at home even though I am miles away from it. We have been apart now for three weeks. I have been caged in this gilded prison for three weeks. Fancy meals, workout room, pool, repeat. This separation is painful. If you get something, something powerful, then lose it, desolation takes over. It’s both unhealthy and right all at the same time. “Meg!” my sister, Erin, calls weakly. “Coming!”I just finished working out. I use the gym here every day. I have never worked out before, but boredom took over. Well, boredom and my run-in with Uncle Tutti, Antonio’s uncle. Near strangulation is a great motivator. It inspires me to become stronger. The only time that I leave the family floor of the casino is during the slow times. A
bodyguard takes Clarissa and me downstairs to get ice cream from the small Ben and Jerry’s stand in the midst of the high-priced shops that line up and down the main lobby hallway. I always look forward to this escape. Sure, it’s a diversion from the top floor of Mancuso Mafia Penitentiary, otherwise known as La Bella Regale Casino, but it is something I have to get me through.The bodyguards are relatively nice. Joey is typically the one on duty when we get our treat. It still surprises me that Clarissa has been living like this her whole life. I don’t know how she does it. I, on the other hand, feel like an animal in a cage, even if it’s a comfortable one. I typically bring Erin a huge sundae. Chunky Monkey is her favorite. I think she is well enough to come downstairs with us, but she chooses to stay upstairs. “Meg! Joey’s here.”“I’m coming!”I walk towards the front of the suite. It’s not a short walk. Think studio-style with palace-like, heavy gold furniture…an old-world palace in a modern-day sky scraper. “Hey, Joey,” I greet him. He grins at me. Joey is a good looking guy…well no, he’s gorgeous. He fits right in here with his black, floppy hair scattered around his forehead, but his eyes seem to set him apart from everyone…they are a pale green. I can see why Clarissa and my sister,
Erin, giggle every time he’s around. He is quite charming. When he smiles, two dimples appear on each side of his mouth. It’s sweet and endearing. But, all the same, I probably wouldn’t want to meet him in a dark alley. Clarissa is sitting on the couch next to my sister. Her short-cut bob of rich brown hair swings when she turns to me flashing a warm smile. Our stay has been a treat for her. Erin and Clarissa have their heads together, snickering. I roll my eyes at their immaturity, but it also fills me with happiness to see my sister entertained. They have become very close during our seclusion. Clarissa truly has been a lifesaver by pulling Erin back from the darkness of recent traumas. The traumas run deep. Connor, her ex-boyfriend…what an ass! He cheated on her. There isn’t a minute that goes by when I think of his betrayal that my blood doesn’t boil. And the truth about Dad’s work, being bound to a chair in our kitchen with a gun pointed at her head…these events revealed my sister’s insecurities and vulnerabilities.Clarissa is good for Erin. She is a tough cookie. She gives my sister coping skills that she desperately needs. Being immersed in the Mafia lifestyle, even though she’s trapped at the casino, makes Clarissa a force to be reckoned with. She has learned, like Antonio, to handle and deal with tough situations.