Double Mafia Bundle

✅ Her Twisted Saviors

✅ Her Wicked Men

✅ Her Deadly Protectors

✅ BONUS: Epilogue AND Her Lethal Lovers

✅ Psycho Sinners

✅ Psycho Saviors

✅ Psycho Saints

✅ BONUS: Psycho Saints Epilogue

I hadn’t expected my chance at escaping my own hell to possibly become my last day alive. For my carefully planned attempt for freedom to unravel and turn into a complete shit show.
But sometimes, life will just crumble, hitting you with blow after blow until you can do nothing but give up.
Numb. It’s all I felt now, every shred of hope torn from my grip, the fear and hopelessness disintegrating into a numbness. There was no freeing myself, no running away. He’d find me, always.
“I’m sorry, Ver, you just know how mad I can get sometimes. You know I love you,” Callum said softly as he reached out to touch my cheek, the streetlights lighting up his face as he drove. Those strong lines of his face were no longer a picture I adored. I looked ahead, not wanting him to turn on me for staring too long.
I flinched as his fingers brushed the horrid bruise that had formed where he’d punched me only hours earlier.
“I think a getaway will be good for us, don’t you? Give us the chance to reconnect, bring back that spark,” he said pleasantly, while I died inside.
My body ached from where he’d hit and kicked the living hell out of me.
I’d done the impossible. Scrounged up my money, packed a bag of all the important stuff, and fled while he was at work.
How he’d found me at the train station was beyond me. Did he notice the extra cash I was taking from our joint account that my pay went into? Did he get alerted by the slight change in my demeanor? I’d tried so hard to act normal. Either way, when he’d walked onto that platform with fury in his eyes, I knew there was no point running.
He’d smiled, told me we needed to talk, and taken me home, where he’d proceeded to give me a brutal beating for attempting to leave.
Amazingly, it wasn’t as bad as some of the other times. No broken bones, just bruises.
At least, it felt like only bruising.
“Ver?” His voice dropped, that darkness tinging it, and I forced a smile as I nodded.
“Yes, I think that’ll be good. Bring back the spark,” I whispered, and he just grinned as he patted my leg.
It wasn’t like he’d nearly beaten me to death one too many times.

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