The Accountant

This fucking stupid manhunt was killing him. He needed to be with his detka. It has been days and he fucked up. Big time.

Making things right should be his goddamn priority. The remorse and guilt he felt every time he held her in his arms while she slept was eating him alive.

He was aware she was confused by his actions and most likely hurt. It was never his intention. These were new emotions he needed to figure out on his own.

The insecurities, damning, was eating him alive. How to tell her he was sorry? Because of his arrogance and carelessness, she almost died. He had not forgiven himself for what had happened.

He and Alec will wrap this up and go home. He needed to be by her side. Fuck it! He was turning into a sappy old fool.

Special plans were in place. To be executed the next time he saw his beautiful angel.

He will treat his baby with a nice romantic dinner, go down on his knees and ask her to marry him. Begged if needed be. No more arguments and no more high handedness. At least with the engagement part.

The heirloom ring was ready. And the time was right. He would be home by tomorrow at the latest.

Excitement was an understatement. It was more than that.

Dominic glanced at his general. "Is my Boeing ready?" It was a fruitful trip even though he had to be away from Beau for a few days. Two more traitors had been eliminated from his list.

They lost track of the assassin but he was confident they will have his location soon.

The fuckers were so shortsighted to have thought they could get away from him. Him, A Mafia Tzar? The Comando Vermelho or Red Commando was more than happy to hand them over to pay for their crimes.

All the mafia leaders, in any country, will do the same for The Butcher to avoid his wrath.

"Yes, tzar. It always is. But..." Amusement played in Alec's eyes. He was fully aware Dominic was eager to go home. His steel gaze narrowed. "You have a meeting with the Leader of Red Commando tonight."

Motherfucker! And it tended to last until the early hours of the morning because of the party. A lot of expensive booze, drugs, and Brazilian models will be present. Not that he intended to fuck a pussy that night or any other night.

He had his own pussy waiting for him back home and he aspired to be faithful to her. Even though they couldn't be intimate just yet because of her healing wound, he was content with cuddling with her for the time being.

Shit! Reformed scoundrels do make the best husbands.

If SHE accepts you.

The fuck! Of course, she will.

"We will leave by midnight," he growled. Eager to have his detka in his arms soon.

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Dinara

Mafia Princess

believe she

she knew which laxative was

will tan her hide for this. She snorted. She

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her while

your own cards with you, yeah?" They both nodded. Dinara and the girls were in their nightclothes. They didn't bring extras with them, needing only their wallets. Anything else they could buy when they reached their destination. The question

at my

excited at the same time. She kept glancing at her surroundings as if she

get awarded for this. Or not. She grimaced. Better think of the

make the most of

place in mind." Oh, yes! And what a place it would be. They could stay there for days. She'll give it three days

brother will expect them to hide.

***

"Surprise!!!"

companions were speechless and shocked, their

exclusive villa where they requested not

minutes to drive from San Francisco to Anaheim. Where the

then she gagged. Her brows furrowed in disgust. "Can we find the nearest pastry shop?

response, her stomach growled

a puzzled glance. She shrugged. Beau was always hungry during the road trip. They stopped at convenience stores several times and

dainty hands

McDonald's - Beau again ate five hot apple pies with vanilla ice cream- then they visited the shopping district. The girls and she knew they stink and they needed a

one look at their black cards had

had everything they needed. New cell phones and three brand

were dressed like

few days to

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Dominic

headache the size of Texas was bothering him, making him clench his

done with. "How much do

tzar." The

for demanding preposterous cut but since he was impatient and

that's final." Dominic's hard gaze narrowed, daring the gang leader to protest. He was not feeling so magnanimous right now, he might still blow the fucker's head

slowly grinned in delight from the bargain, the tension in the room vanished

will cost him. Bearable. Ok then. 11.2 million euros every week was

clapped his hands and a horde of women approached them. Each and

them to Alec's direction but his general shook his head as well. Was he missing something here? His friend