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The Queens: Queen's Move

Hi, my name is Nikita Slater and I'm the International Bestselling author of The Queens series, Fire & Vice series, The Sanctuary series, Driven Hearts series and several standalone novels. I've loved the written word my entire life and am an avid reader, as well as a writer. I live, eat and breathe books and I'm always working on something new! ​ I live on the beautiful Canadian prairies with my son and crazy awesome dog. I have an unholy affinity for books (especially dark romance), wine, pets and anything chocolate. Despite some of the darker themes in my books (which are pure fun and fantasy), I am a staunch feminist and advocate of equal rights for all races, genders and non-gender specific persons. When I'm not writing, dreaming about writing or talking about writing, I love to help others discover a love of reading and writing through literacy and social work. He declared war, she accepted the challenge. Born to the mob, abused by the mob, Vee is queen in a beautiful and brutal city. She has risen up to take over her dead husband's territory. She leads her organization with cool logic, passionate loyalty and an iron will. She's the perfect woman for the job. Until one cartel refuses to bow to a woman, shattering her dreams. Now she is fighting for her right to rule. The Gentleman Butcher is a legend in the mafia for his efficient, gruesome and relentless takeovers. One woman stands in his way and he will dethrone her. A king in his own country, he will capture and tame the furiously independent beauty. He will seize her loyalty for himself and force her to submit to his rule. As they come together, this explosive couple will set fire to a city, a country and everything in their path.

Nikita Slater · Urbain
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Chapter 50

Almost as soon as the helicopter took off Vee was surrounded by Sotza's men. Mateo strode toward her, his anger almost a living thing. He took her gun and threw it at one of his men. He snatched her neck and dragged her toward him, nearly lifting her off her feet. Rain streaked his face, dripping off his clenched jaw.

"Where is she?" he snarled.

She stared at him, willing her heart to slow. She wasn't in danger. Mateo wouldn't hurt her. Not only because she was the wife to his boss, but because she was the mother of his love. She knew he cared deeply about her daughter. It didn't matter though. Mateo was mafia and Raina was not.

Instead of answering his question, she said softly, for his ears only, "You need to let me go, Mateo. Before Sotza sees. We both know he won't react well to anyone else touching me. I don't want to be responsible for what happens to you."