The Carrero Contract - Selling Your Soul (Mafia Romance)

It happens so fast I don’t have time to think or breathe, and as I am rammed face first against a wall with a hard body biting at my back I can barely move. I’m knocked for six, instantly stunned as the doors slide shut, and I’m left with a complete stranger holding me captive. My heart starts hammering as my body turns cold.

Why does this shit always happen to me?

‘’Keep it quiet and I’ll be nice, Camilla.’’

I have no idea who he is other than he’s the blonde rough guy I spotted earlier and I have no connection to him. I feel sick with that infernal constant terror I feel nowadays and yet the fact he knows my name makes it more intense.

This isn’t random, he knows who I am. He also has me at an immediate disadvantage by pinning me face first against the wall and restraining me. Instant terror on its own, even if I did know him. A million scenarios run through my head from Rick paying this goon to finally find me, to any number of men or women I screwed over in the past tracking me down for revenge before Santagato crosses my mind.

He was too polite and distancing himself tonight, too ready to play nice and forget that little drama from before. Knowing Alexi and his manipulative gameplay I can almost be positive that this is Santagato’s doing.

I try to twist and free myself but he pulls his hand off my mouth, spins me, so we are facing one another and crushes my back to the wall cruelly. A relief to be out of that infernal position, but a short-lived feeling. He slides a gun out of his inner pocket, brings it up to hold at my temple and all bravado drains from me. Taking away all my fight as he smirks evilly, eyes running up and down with a look of creep with more than kidnap on his mind.

‘‘Who are you? What do you want?’’ I blurt it out, my body shaking and suffocated with the proximity, aware of how much danger I am in, yet I have no idea how he got past all of Alexi’s men; heads will roll for this shit when he finds out.

Up close I can see this guy is late forties, rough and not well shaven or well groomed. He has an air of street thug with watery blue eyes that seem devoid of life.

‘’I’m no one, just a hired hand leaving a message. Seems someone of importance values you enough to warrant me to make a mark.’’

Shit!

Carrero's men pat everyone down, and we have metal detectors on every entrance. If he has a gun in here then he

like crazy to keep my wits about me. No tears, no weakness. I have more steel than this. My insides maybe crumbling to

hired whore he hid in his mansion to keep safe, do you think people don’t watch his every move? He shows a weakness, my boss takes advantage. That’s how this works baby, and he’s waited a long time to find an angle to change up

IS Santagato. The slimy back-stabbing prick.

than I am and more accessible.’’ Keep him talking and hope he takes me to either the office or the apartment, as both have silent alarms that I can activate, and the desk man watching the cameras is outside the

and his family won’t back that kind of backlash. You’re an edge to a negotiation, and he can get you back when he agrees to a few demands.’’ He snarls yet moves in closer

I try to bring his attention away

plan on getting me out?’’ I know goading him isn’t the

glazing over and his erection is prodding me in the pelvis already. Men like this use sex as a means to feel powerful, and he wouldn’t be the first arsehole to

opportunist moment? You’re a dumb broad. Offices have windows, high buildings have ways down and I have a van

way down to above the height of a van. If he gets me down that he can pass me off to anyone standing on the

an easy target then, less hassle than this. Maybe that was all just

weren’t sure I

stupid, he will let me go the second

be terrified of that prospect but I’m not. I’m strangely calm and devoid of feeling, much like I was when Tyler’s men made it clear that day it was the end of my road. I swear I am

told her something true and meaningless. I don’t know why, I guess it was like an acceptance that I never amounted to anything, and someone should know a girl

much promise … but fate gave her a shit path, and she died somewhere after her eleventh birthday.