Mafia Kings: Massimo: Dark Mafia Romance Series #3

I heard the CRACK of the rifle over my scream.

“Gottverdammnt!” Zoller roared, the first time I had ever heard him angry. “AURELIO, SILENCE HER!”

Aurelio hit me across the face – hard.

Not a slap, but a punch with his fist.

My head snapped to the side and I quit screaming, momentarily dazed.

Then I heard the dreaded sound.

Clack-clack –

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“There he is, hiding behind the bush,” Zoller purred as he adjusted his aim. “Auf wiedersehen, Herr Roso– ”

Suddenly, the hunter’s hat blew off his head –

Along with the top half of his skull.

Blood sprayed the inside of the bell tower.

My white dress – and Aurelio’s fancy suit – were flecked with spots of red as a distant crack reverberated over the island.

Zollner slumped onto his side as a pool of red gushed out across the balcony.

I should have been traumatized.

I should have thought of my parents –

Or the man I’d shot in the barn.

Instead, a white-hot surge of triumph raced through me, unlike anything I’d ever felt before.

“FUCK YEAH!” I screamed.

Then I leaned forward in my chair and shrieked at Zollner’s corpse. “FUCK YOU, MOTHERFUCKER!”

I turned to Aurelio standing next to me.

His face had gone paler than fallen snow.

“You’re next, asshole,” I spat.