Bark For The Don Who’s Been Hunting Me For Ten Years Novel by Liz

Bark For The Don Who’s Been Hunting Me For Ten Years Chapter 10 The rain stops. Cassian carries me back to the estate. The one everyone in this city talks about like it’s haunted. He leads me through the halls like he’s finally showing me something he’s been hiding for ten years. Door after door. […]

Bark For The Don Who’s Been Hunting Me For Ten Years Chapter 09 The wind up on the ridge cuts like a razor. Two of my men drag my father up the muddy hill. He’s still stinking of cheap bourbon. Slurring curses under his breath. Ten years ago, when my mother died, my father couldn’t

Bark For The Don Who’s Been Hunting Me For Ten Years Chapter 08 The Marchetti empire falls in a night. The gilded family estate. The Fifth Avenue penthouse. The private club memberships. All of it. Frozen. Seized. Sealed shut with federal notices slapped on every door. My father is the year’s biggest joke in New

Bark For The Don Who’s Been Hunting Me For Ten Years Chapter 07 Three days later. And New York’s high society is watching a full-blown circus. My father dropped a fortune to book out the rooftop terrace of the Aurelia Hotel. Top of Manhattan. He’s been telling everyone who’ll listen that he’s about to be

Bark For The Don Who’s Been Hunting Me For Ten Years Chapter 06 The Marchettis get thrown out of the estate like three bags of garbage. Bianca. Camilla. My father. The guards drag them across the driveway and dump them out in the freezing rain. Before they can even process losing the billion, another body

Bark For The Don Who’s Been Hunting Me For Ten Years Chapter 05 The whole hall goes dead silent. Like somebody sucked the air out of the room. Cassian is staring at me. His eyes drag from the cut on my cheek down to the bloody word carved into my chest. This is the man

Bark For The Don Who’s Been Hunting Me For Ten Years Chapter 04 “You don’t get to say his fucking name. Not you.” Valentina’s face twists. The knife comes down. Blood beads up. Then runs. My cheek is on fire. I laugh. Right in her face. “That all you got?” That does it. Her eyes

Bark For The Don Who’s Been Hunting Me For Ten Years Chapter 03 The guards shove me through the front doors. The whole place is dripping money. Antique porcelain in glass cases. Chandeliers the size of cars. Crushed diamonds set into the banisters like they’re nothing. My father and Camilla start breathing fast. Eyes wide.

Bark For The Don Who’s Been Hunting Me For Ten Years Chapter 02 Then my father drags me out of the car by the arm. At the gates of the estate, a man in a black suit is waiting. Enzo. The Consigliere. Behind him, a line of guards in black. All of them looking down

Bark For The Don Who’s Been Hunting Me For Ten Years Chapter 01 The drugs my father slipped into my wine are still burning in my veins when he shoves me out of the car and into the arms of the most feared Don in New York, wearing nothing but a white dress and a