THE MAFIA KING BROKEN ROSE novel Chapter 45

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Chapter 45

Chapter 45

“She said she couldn’t do it,” I continued, voice shaking with anger. “She said she was tired. She said you wanted her to do something that would destroy Dominic and me, but she didn’t understand why.”

His eyes flashed. “She wrote that?”

Dominic nodded. “Nico found it himself.”

Dario went deadly silent.

For a long moment, he just sat there, staring at nothing, his jaw clenched so tightly I thought his teeth might crack.

The…

He let out a cold laugh.

“I should’ve known,” he muttered.

Dominic lifted a brow. “Known what?”

Dario chuckled again, but there was no humor in it. “She wasn’t supposed to die,” he murmured. “She was supposed to run.”

My stomach dropped.

“What?” I whispered.

Dario exhaled sharply, his fists still clenched. “I told her to get close to you, to find out why Dominic was protecting you. I knew you weren’t just some fucking girl he picked up for fun.” His gaze flicked to Dominic. “You don’t do fun.”

Dominic’s expression remained neutral. “And?”

Dario’s lips curled. “And then I was going to pull her out. Tell her to run. But I guess she figured out she wasn’t getting out of this alive either way.”

I inhaled sharply.

She was supposed to run.

And instead…

She had given up.

I felt sick.

Dominic, however, remained calm. “Then who was supposed to kill her?”

Dario let out a slow breath, his swollen eye barely opening as he gave Dominic a knowing look.

“You already know.”

Dominic’s jaw ticked.

I frowned. “Who?”

Silence.

Then, finally, Dominic answered.

“Petrov.”

My blood ran cold.

Dario chuckled darkly. “And he doesn’t fail, does he? She wanted quick money to leave me that she signed her life away so quickly. Betrayed the island and had so many people killed just because… of me.”

Dominic didn’t reply.

But he didn’t have to.

Because I knew now-

Amara’s death wasn’t an accident. It was out of guilt.

She was meant to get close to me and I didn’t need to solve rocket science to know her goal was to kill me.

I could still hear Dario’s dark chuckle echoing in my head.

Mikael Petrov.

That name sent a shiver through me.

Successfully unlocked!

I knew he was dangerous. I knew he had power. But this?

This was something else.

Dominic had been untouchable for years, feared by everyone in his world. But now?

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Now, it felt like the game was shifting.

And Mikael Petrov was playing for blood.

I swallowed hard. “What does this mean?”

Dominic exhaled slowly, rubbing a hand down his face. “It means we leave. Soon.”

Nico’s face was cold. Serious. He leaned against the wall, arms crossed, looking at Dario like he was already dead. “Petrov’s going off the rails.”

I frowned. “But why now?”

Dario chuckled again, but there was no humor in it. “Because he’s desperate. He’s been waiting for a moment like this.”

Dominic’s jaw ticked.

Nico looked at him. “We have to move fast.”

Dominic nodded once, his face unreadable.

Then, he turned back to Dario.

For a long moment, they just stared at each other.

Then-

Dario sighed. “I never wanted her dead.”

Dominic was silent.

“I was trying to protect her.” Dario exhaled sharply. “But I fucked up. I was just too cold and…mayhe a bit abusive for my own pleasure not seeing I was killing her slowly.”

A flicker of something passed over Dominic’s face. Something I’d never seen before.

Regret?

Understanding?

I wasn’t sure.

But then he spoke.

Dario sighed. “It was wrong.” He looked up at Dominic, his bruised face hard. “All of this. You, me, Petrov. The things we do. It’s all wrong.”

Dominic inhaled sharply, but his eyes darkened.

Like he hated what Dario was saying.

Like it was something he had already been thinking.

I stepped closer. “So why do it?”

Dario let out a bitter laugh. “Because there’s no way out.”

Dominic’s fists clenched at his sides.

Nico watched him carefully, something unreadable flickering in his expression.

Dario shook his head, his voice lower now. Tired. “You hate it, don’t you?” He looked straight at Dominic. “You hate it.”

Dominic’s expression stayed cold, but I saw it.

That flicker of hesitation.

Of truth..

He did hate it.

Doing this job. Killing. Hurting people.

The tension in the room seemed to crackle with the weight of unsaid confessions.

Dario’s eyes, bloodshot and wild, darted between us.

His voice, usually so mocking, had turned somber. “I… I can’t stand it anymore too, I hoped today we would leave, I had called her, I had sold everything, the buildings, I wanted to go straight, and now…now she is gone,” he muttered, and for a long moment, silence reigned.

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