Omertá by Krissy V.

That was the boss’ motto.
And I should know.
I’ve been acting as his enforcer for the past three years.
In that time I’ve learned that it takes 25 pounds of pressure to break a small bone, but a nose will break with half that.
I’ve learned the best way to protect my hands is by implementing weapons.
And most recently, I’ve learned that I’m not immune to my boss’ wrath, especially when I disappoint him… like the day I refused to teach Tatiana Petrova a lesson and instead tried to hide her away.
Now we’re on the run, but I’m ready to make a stand. This enforcer is a force of nature. And it’s time for the boss to feel my wrath.
Will love or loyalty win?