Claimed By The Mafia Don (Ariella and Asher) novel Chapter 232

ARIELLA

Alan didn’t respond.

“So why don’t we strike a deal?” Asher continued, his tone measured, but every word carried weight. “I’ve had enough bloodshed today, and I… I want a timeout. So, why don’t you tell me what you really want?"

Asher stared at Alan intently, " I know you don’t want her. You didn’t go through all of this for her, did you? Just to kill her? You had a plan. What was the plan? Just tell me what you want, and I’ll let you go.”

Alan laughed, shaking his head.

“You really think I’m that stupid, Asher?” he snapped. “That I’m going to believe that? I’ll just tell you what you want, and you’ll just let me go? Not very likely.”

He tightened his hold on me, and I winced a little.

Asher’s smile didn’t falter. “Well, I see why Alex Volkov hired you.”

Now my attention sharpened. Alex Volkov hired Alan?

Alan turned his head for a moment, his eyes narrowing.

“Yes,” Asher said, eyes flicking between Alan and me. “I know who you are. Alan. I’ve heard about you, but never really got into wanting to know you....or to see your face. I know what you did for Alex Volkov. But I have to tell you, I’m surprised to find you here.”

The place was silent. The tension hung in the air like a thick fog. But Asher looked calm, too calm, almost unnervingly relaxed as he continued, speaking with a serious, measured tone.

“What the hell are you doing here, Alan? You’re not mafia. You’re not part of our world. How did you get yourself into this mess?” he asked, shaking his head slightly. “But not to worry. I know this is not you. And I promise, I’ll forget all of this as soon as you tell me everything, and we can all forget this ever happened.”

Alan scoffed, his face hardening. “You think I’m stupid, Romano, don’t you? You think I’m stupid. I’ve been working for Alex for years, and I know exactly who you are. You took away the love of my life.”

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