Twisted Bonds Read online Cora Reilly (Camorra Chronicles #4)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Camorra Chronicles Series by Cora Reilly
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Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 106669 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 533(@200wpm)___ 427(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
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They’d have no other choice if I didn’t figure out a way to get my brother out of the clutches of the Outfit though.

Remo had said I needed to accept his decision but as I watched Remo being dragged away toward an Outfit car, I realized it was something I could never do. I wouldn’t rest until I’d killed every Outfit soldier in the cruelest way possible for taking Remo. I’d kill Dante last so he could witness one man after the other suffer for his mistake, so he’d live with the regret and guilt, until I finally killed him. It would be an act of mercy after what he’d have to endure beforehand.

Adamo groaned in pain when Savio and I carried him over to our car. “Don’t ... don’t let them take Remo away.” The cars behind me were already pulling away taking my brother with them.

“We’ll save him,” I said automatically because I couldn’t imagine it being any other way.

Savio sent me a questioning look but I ignored him. We needed to get Adamo away from here as soon as possible so I could take a look at his injuries. His burnt skin was an angry red and would quickly get infected if not treated properly.

“Is it a clean break?” I asked him as we hoisted him into the backseat.

Adamo blinked at me, dazed.

“Never mind,” I said. I carefully felt his arm, not feeling any protruding bones at least.

Savio and I got into the front of the car and we sped away. Savio was driving as fast as the traffic allowed to get us to our plane quickly.

“We’re staying close by, right?” Savio asked, slanting me an anxious look. “So we can figure out a way to help Remo.”

I nodded slowly, although I wasn’t sure what we could do.

When we reached the plane and were safely up in the air, I called Fabiano. He picked up after the first ring.

“Is Kiara okay?” I asked immediately. Every Camorrista was on high alert. Still, I needed to make sure she was fine.

“Yes, but she’s worried, we both are. Do you have Adamo?”

I glanced toward my little brother who lay on his back on the lowered seat, face pale and sweaty. “We’ve got him. He needs medical treatment, which is why I have to make this short.”

“What about Remo?” Fabiano rasped, and my throat became tight.

“He handed himself over as he’d intended.”

“Fuck, fuck!” Fabiano exhaled. “Fuck.”

“We’re going back and staying in Kansas for the time being, trying to figure something out.”

“Let me join you. Let me help. We need to save Remo.”

“You need to protect Kiara. Savio and I’ll try to figure something out with the Underboss of Kansas.”

“All right. I’ll take her back to the mansion,” Fabiano said quietly. “Kiara just wants a quick word.”

“Give her to me.”

“Nino,” Kiara whispered desperately. “Please be safe. All of you just be safe. You are my family.”

“We will be safe.”

My throat got tighter and I hung up, needing to keep a clear head. I headed over to Adamo and Savio.

Savio was talking to him quietly and looked up when I stopped beside them.

“We need to clean your wound and treat your broken arm. It’s going to be painful.”

Adamo let out a choked laugh, eyes bloodshot. “I can deal with the pain.”

I nodded, taking in his bloody face, the cut on his arm, the burn. His body spoke a clear language of the torture he’d had to endure. His eyes, they showed me that it had left more than physical injuries.

KIARA

I lowered the phone, my heart racing in my chest. They had Remo. I clamped a hand over my mouth and handed Fabiano his phone back. For once his face wasn’t controlled. I could see his worry, his pain, and it was just too much.

I bent forward and cried out, “They need to save him. Nino can’t be without Remo ... they belong together.”

Fabiano put a gentle hand on my back. “We all need Remo.”

I nodded. The man who had scared me more than anything else, he was what kept this family together.

“Nino will figure something out ... fuck.” Fabiano sighed. “I should be there with them. This all started because Remo wanted to give me my father.”

“That’s not true. Remo would have gone through with the kidnapping anyway, but of course he also wanted to give you the chance to do what he could never do.”

“Kill my father.”

Leona came in with a tray loaded with food she must have found in the fridge. The safe house was always kept stocked with food and water in case an emergency arose. It was a small, unsuspecting house in a middle-class neighborhood.

She asked Fabiano, “What happened?”

“Remo exchanged himself for Adamo. The Outfit got him. They...” He stared down at his Camorra tattoo. His Adam’s apple bobbed. Leona sent me a shocked look then slowly came over to the dining table and set the tray down. She touched Fabiano’s shoulder. She didn’t say anything, no words of reassurance, because what could be said?



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