I’m back in Jersey because Nonno wants me to spend more time with my brothers. Who am I kidding? I miss Ny and it drives me crazy to hear her voice in the background when I talk to Jace.

They’ve been living together in the Tuxedo Park house I bought her for Christmas. If you want to fuck with my woman, you first have to get into the gated community, then you have to make it through the small mountain roads to the house. I dare a motherfucker.

While a part of New York, it’s still close enough to Jersey and access to New York City. It’s the perfect location for how I plan to keep things for a while. I’m also here for my Dollhouse to come to fruition.

I roll onto my back and Ny turns over, still catching her breath. With my eyes on her face, I reach to circle her nipple with my fingertip. She brings her gaze to mine.

“How long will you be here?”

“For a while. I think Nonno was sick of my shit and used my brothers as an excuse to get rid of my grumpy ass.”

“What’s this about moving the dolls?”

“They need more room, from what Jace says. The rooms at the rink were fine at first, but I don’t want to treat them like slaves. I think the new dorms will be nice. They’ll have the freedom to come and go and they won’t be on top of each other.”

“But that’s only for the girls who’ve been with us for a while, right? New recruits should come in like the old girls had to. You give me one more of those privileged bitches who act like we didn’t just save them from a life of hell, some bodies are going to start turning up.”

I chuckle. “I talked to Jace about that.” I lean in to peck her lips. “You’re their master. They need to respect you. Start giving promotions to those you can trust. The others will fall in line.

“If they really become a problem. You know what to do. We’re giving them a nice life, but we can take it away. Loyalty is all I ask for; loyalty is all I’ll accept.”

“Say no more. I know at least three of those bitches I plan to drown at the bottom of a pool.”

“Is it really that bad?”

“Honestly, I think they’re getting antsy because they don’t understand what their roles will be. What you want them for.”

I grunt. “I’ll clear that up for them soon. Alyona is going on her first assignment. Is she ready?”

“I don’t fuck with a few of them, but they’re all ready.”

I grab her face and kiss her deeply. “That’s my girl. I knew I could count on you.”

“Always,” she purrs as I start to kiss my way down her body.

***

“He just arrived through the back,” Jace says in the driver’s seat next to me as we sit in the SUV.

“Good. He needs to be here for this. I want him to see firsthand.”

I left Ny knocked out in our bed. I don’t want her to be seen while I handle this. Petey has the keys to what I need to accomplish next. He also has a goomar who’s been making too much noise.

She’s seen and heard way too much. It’s creating business issues for Petey but silencing her isn’t as easy as one would think. That’s where I come in.

Now here is what I know about Petey Romano. Alyona, my Russian find, is Petey’s type to a T. She’s tall blonde and has crystal clear blue eyes.

Petey also loves a good chase, so Alyona only has to make him think he has a shot. Once she silences his problem, she’ll play nice, but not too nice. Giving Petey enough of a chase to distract him and keep him happy.

However, Petey would never tell a soul he used one of my girls for a hit. He’d look like a pussy. Which is how I want it. Word will get out about my problem-solving but it will always come in the form of I know a guy who knows a guy who does a thing.

And if Petey decides to run his mouth, I’ve always wanted to expand my reach to the Bratva. Let’s just say his goomar thinks she’s untouchable for a reason. A reason Petey doesn’t want to answer to.

A man always has options. I’m here to prove to Petey one of his.

“Alyona, how you doing back there, sweetheart?” I call into the back seat.

“I’m ready to do my part, boss.”

I smile. “You understand what I need you to do?”

“I wait for reckless girlfriend to arrive. Get into agreement and put bullet between eyes. Make sure guy sees me, smile, and leave. You will lead him to me.”

“You got it, sweetheart. Show me what you got.”


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