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

a guard on sight. All frantic to reach the nearest toilet. Dinara giggled. Now, she knew which laxative

for this. She snorted. She didn't care.

E E D

whisper-yelled at her while Beau tagged at her

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

at

Her future sister in law was nervous as hell but excited at the same time. She kept

commanded by her brother. She should get awarded for this. Or not. She grimaced. Better think of the consequences when they were

had better make

easily. I have a place in mind." Oh, yes! And what a place it

be the last place her brother

***

"Surprise!!!"

this amazing?!" Dinara gushed. Her two companions were speechless and shocked, their eyes wandered

exclusive villa where

hours and twenty minutes to drive from San Francisco to Anaheim. Where the closest Disneyland

on the chocolate store then she gagged. Her brows furrowed in disgust. "Can we find the nearest pastry shop? I want some

response, her stomach

They stopped at convenience stores several times and all she ate were either fruit tarts or

a lot on my bucket list." Eager dainty hands rubbed

went to the closest McDonald's - Beau again ate five hot apple pies with vanilla ice cream- then they visited the shopping district. The girls and

heart attack when they entered one of the expensive shops in Orange County in their pajamas. But one look at their black cards had put her worries to rest,

two hours, they had everything they needed. New cell phones and three brand new DSLRs.

were dressed

bed of oysters. They had at least a few days to make the most of it before her

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Dominic

of Texas was bothering him, making him clench his jaw. Fucking massive migraine from

wanted this over and done with.

percent, tzar." The

had killed lesser men for demanding preposterous cut but since

the gang leader to protest. He was

grinned in delight from the bargain, the tension in

million euros every week was nothing as long

my gratitude..." De Silva clapped his hands and a horde of women

dismissed them, ignoring their disappointed expression and waved them to Alec's direction but his general shook his head as well. Was he missing something here? His friend never shunned