"Marcell." Olivia gasped. I captured her bottom lip between mine.
"Hush," I said. She was putty in my arms.
I was dirty, sick, and marked by death, and like some selfish succubus, I was sucking the purity out of the one thing in my life that had light. Always terrified of the darkness that threatened to take me over.
***
The old men of the Chicago Syndicate threaten to overthrow Marcell from being Don.
Olivia struggles as Junior Associate in Chicago's most prestigious law firm.
Two souls destined for each other in a world designed to keep them apart.
***
"What's this?"
Marcell's shirt was untucked and unbuttoned, revealing his muscled chest.
"Neutral ground," Marcell said. He took slow steps towards me. "It's neither yours, nor is it mine."
"It's ours." His hands found purchase on my hips. "We are just Olivia and Marcell. A man. A woman."
"What do you need, Marcell?"
"You."

Blind Trust with the Don is created by Anastasia O'hare, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Blind Trust with the Don

“Olivia… Marcell gave me strict orders for you to not go tonight alone, especially since he won’t be able to go now.” I explained again. 


“Yeah. But if you go with me then I won’t be going alone—” 


“Tolbert’s invitation was for you to take your boyfriend, I’m not your boyfriend.” Arguing with Olivia was like beating my head against a brick wall. I spoke. But it made no difference. 


“No. You’re not. But you’re a boy and you’re my friend.” Olivia grinned at me her eyebrows shot up. 


“You’re a piece of work you know that. What are you? Five? Marcell will have a stroke if he finds out that you went to this dinner without him. He will also have my head if he finds out that I went along with your hair-brained idea and ignored a direct order. Jesus, Olivia. You saw him today in the office… He was like a man on fire—” 


“You leave Marcell to me.” Olivia interrupted me. 


Chapter 31: Double Date from Hell.