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You Were My Favorite Hurt, And My Hardest Goodbye by Ava Knight 81 Summary Matteo begins the chapter smirking at a playful photo of Genevieve, the woman he cares deeply for, imagining her mischievously searching through his things. As he prepares for a monthly meeting with his men, he waits for two important arrivals. Louis joins him, and they exchange banter about Louis's sister and the possibility of introducing Genevieve to their social circle at an upcoming event called the Royale.

Frankie arrives with his younger brother Stephen, who has recently been brought into their organization but has already caused some tension with Leo. Matteo warns Stephen sternly about respecting Genevieve, who is soon to become their Donna, a position of power and respect within their group. The announcement of Genevieve as the future Donna energizes the men, giving them hope and a sense of direction. Matteo emphasizes the importance of protecting her and hints at a formal ceremony to come.

The meeting takes a serious turn as Matteo addresses recent attacks on their operations, revealing the presence of a mole within their ranks. He suspects their cousin Galante, who is seen as a threat, and another dangerous figure named Luca Guerra. Matteo outlines plans to investigate and respond, assigning men to various tasks and preparing for a potential confrontation in Los Angeles. Throughout the meeting, Matteo receives intimate texts from Genevieve, providing a tender contrast to the tension in the room.

As the gathering concludes, Matteo stresses the importance of loyalty and vigilance, announcing upcoming funerals for fallen men and warning that the club is closed for the night. Louis hints at an impending crisis, and Matteo reflects on the looming challenges ahead, determined to keep their organization intact despite the growing threats. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below Chapter Eighty-One Matteo glanced down at the photo on his phone, a smirk curling his lips as he admired the image of his greatest weakness giving him the middle finger.

He adored how her eyes always ignited with that mischievous spark, a fire that both challenged and captivated him. In his mind, he pictured her rummaging through his drawers, her slender fingers brushing over his clothes as she hunted for the vibrator he'd secretly taken. Shaking his head with amusement, he slipped the phone into his back pocket and leaned forward against the thick ropes enclosing the fighting arena. His gaze swept over the men he had gathered for their monthly meeting-some raising glasses in toasts, others playfully shoving each other as they waited for the session to begin.

Only two more were expected to arrive. Louis soon emerged from the crowd, pushing his way to stand beside Matteo. "How's your sister holding up?" Matteo asked, unable to suppress a smile. Louis rolled his eyes with a sigh. "She's pissed, but she'll survive. I warned her repeatedly not to mess with her, but..." He shrugged, clearly frustrated. "Has she finally learned her lesson?" Matteo pressed. Louis raised an eyebrow skeptically. "About backing off from you? Don't be ridiculous.

You either need to find her a man with equal power and wealth or get better health insurance for your employees." He shook his head in disbelief. "The Royale's coming up soon. Maybe we can find her a suitable bidder there," Matteo suggested, a sly grin tugging at his mouth. Louis laughed aloud. "You're planning to bring her and Gen? I'd pay good money just to see their reactions." Matteo shrugged casually. "Maybe you should bring her instead." "And leave Jada behind? No way-I'm not looking for a death wish," Louis replied with a smirk.

At that moment, the door at the back opened, revealing Frankie and his younger brother. Matteo had brought Stephen on board as a favor to Frankie. After college, Stephen had been aimless and a burden to his parents, so Matteo took him under his wing, assigning him to work with Leo to teach him some discipline. Judging by Stephen's stiff posture, pinched nose, and the way he held his head high, it was clear he'd already received his first lesson. Frankie approached the ring and gave Stephen a firm smack on the back. "Think of it as an initiation, Steve-O," Frankie said with a grin.

"Why is he here?" Matteo asked sharply, eyes narrowing at the boy. "He's supposed to be with Gen so Leo can attend." Frankie shrugged. "They had words. Leo doesn't trust him yet." "What happened?" Matteo pressed, knowing Leo wouldn't have reacted without cause. "I..." Stephen started to speak, but Frankie cut him off with a sharp smack on the back of his head. "He said something he shouldn't have," Frankie explained, shooting his brother a warning glare that said he'd better keep quiet. Matteo hummed thoughtfully, making a mental note to speak directly with Leo about the incident.

"She's your future Donna. Any disrespect toward her is disrespect to me. You've been warned once-don't let it happen again." The intensity in Matteo's gaze was enough to make Stephen visibly shudder. "Sorry, Boss," Juliano interjected, stepping forward. "Did I just hear you say you've found us a Donna?" The room fell silent instantly. All eyes turned toward the ring, waiting expectantly for Matteo's answer. He gestured for Frankie to join him inside the ring. "Well, I suppose now's as good a time as any to start," Matteo began.

"You heard correctly-the woman I've been seeing, the one who was kidnapped by Rooster and his men, has agreed to be our Donna." "The badass who tore that guy's lip off?" a voice shouted from the back. "And who beat the hell out of Louis' sister?" another added. Matteo smiled, pride swelling in his chest. "One and the same. Her name is Genevieve Sinclair. She's still learning the ins and outs of our operation, so I expect all of you to continue treating her with respect and care. Though it's not official yet, I fully intend to make it so at the earliest opportunity.

I expect each of you to defend her with your lives, just as you would mine." The room erupted in applause. A wave of renewed energy and hope rippled through the men, and Matteo couldn't help but beam with pride. Alessio had been right-his men needed this. They needed to believe there was a future worth fighting for. "Get to work on that heir, Boss!" Juliano shouted with enthusiasm. "When's the swearing-in?" Don called out. Matteo raised a hand to quiet them. "We haven't finalized the details yet. It's still new, and I want to make sure everything's perfect before moving forward.

But I didn't want to keep it from you all. Be patient, and I promise once it's settled, we'll celebrate properly." After several minutes filled with congratulations and applause, the men gradually quieted down. "Now, onto the other reason I called you here tonight," Matteo continued, his tone growing serious. "We've been under attack at our tracks and casinos. Someone out there knows our methods down to the last bid. We've been played, gentlemen, and I'm not happy about it. There's a mole-or maybe more than one-within our ranks." He paused, scanning the faces before him.

The men looked around nervously, as if the traitors might reveal themselves at any moment. "There are two possible suspects. One is our own cousin, Galante." A murmur of anger spread through the room at the mention of the name. "Intel suggests he thinks we're weak." The anger quickly escalated into full-blown rage. "The same intel hints he might be making a move against us soon. I need everyone on high alert. Beatrice is in his inner circle," Matteo said, nodding toward the woman at the bar who raised her glass in salute. Several whistles echoed, and Beatrice's smile widened.

"But more eyes are better than one. Keep your ears open. If anything seems suspicious, report it to me, Frankie, Louis, or Marco immediately. I don't care if it's as small as a change in his dog's groomer or a new hair dye brand-nothing is too insignificant. Understood?" A chorus of agreement swept through the men. "The other possibility is a man named Luca Guerra. By now, you should all be familiar with him." Another wave of affirmations followed. "I'm heading to Los Angeles in a few days for a second meeting with him." "Will our Donna be there as your bodyguard?" Juliano joked with a laugh.

"Guerra is an unknown quantity. We're still investigating, but for now, he's a threat and should be treated accordingly. I've selected a small team to accompany me in case things go south. Also, I have new assignments for some of you around town. Check in with Frankie before you leave tonight." Matteo's phone buzzed in his pocket. Since everyone who might text him was standing right there, he knew exactly who it was. He pulled out the phone and unlocked it, his breath catching at the sight of a new photo: Gen, naked in his shower, her body glistening with soap.

Gen: My shower has better water pressure. Frankie nudged Matteo's shoulder, pulling his attention away from the screen. Matteo quickly slid the phone back into his pocket and cleared his throat, trying to shake off the distraction. "What was I saying?" he muttered. Frankie rolled his eyes and stepped forward. "O'Brien's men have been running into trouble at the Austin track this past week. I've assigned a few of you to head down there and back them up. With everything going on, we can't afford to let O'Brien down. I also want to strengthen our other operations.

The men we pick to run out money need thorough vetting-Marco has selected a few to assist with that. Our monthly rotations will now happen weekly. If any runners cause problems, eliminate them at your discretion. No leaks. No loose ends. I'm tired of losing good men. Watch each other's backs. Got it?" A low murmur of agreement spread through the room. "Willy and Joe's funerals will be next week," Matteo added, feeling another buzz in his pocket. "I expect everyone to be there-no exceptions. They would do the same for you.

The club's closed for the rest of the night," he said, signaling the end of the meeting. "I told Nora to keep the bar open," he added, nodding toward the bartender flirting with Beatrice. "If you're on duty, get back to it. If not, come in when you're off. That's all. Get back out there." Conversations resumed as the men began drifting toward the bar or gathering near Frankie, who now held assignment sheets. Matteo stepped away from the ropes and pulled out his phone again.

Another photo awaited him-Gen leaning against the kitchen island, the new robe he'd left her slipping off one shoulder, revealing a hint of her breasts as she raised a forkful of his lasagna to her lips. Gen: Very yummy... Just waiting for dessert. Suddenly, someone clapped him on the back, making Matteo jump. Louis gave him a knowing look and tried to glance over his shoulder. Instinctively, Matteo shoved him back and hid his phone. "Jada likes sending pictures too," Louis teased. Matteo's eyes narrowed. "Don't fucking do that." Louis raised his hands in mock surrender.

"Just go enjoy your honeymoon before the shit hits the fan. We've got this covered." "What makes you think the shit's about to hit the fan, Louis?" Matteo asked, his voice low. Louis's smile faded as he scanned the room. "Can't you feel it?" Matteo inhaled deeply and nodded slowly. Yes, he'd felt it ever since his mother and brother died-a reckoning long in the making. Life had been kind to his father and grandfather, but soon, everything would be tested. He only hoped he could stay focused enough to keep it all together.

Conclusion The chapter closes on a note of cautious optimism intertwined with looming tension, as Matteo embraces the promise of a new alliance with Genevieve, his fierce and captivating Donna. The men rally around this fresh hope, their spirits lifted by the prospect of a united front and a future worth protecting. Yet beneath the camaraderie and celebration, the shadow of betrayal and danger lingers, reminding everyone that trust is fragile and vigilance is paramount.

Tensions simmer beneath the surface as Matteo's world tightens with looming threats and shifting alliances. The introduction of Genevieve as the new Donna promises to stir the dynamics within the group, especially as the men rally around her with a mix of admiration and protective fervor. Yet, with whispers of betrayal and a mole in their midst, trust becomes a fragile commodity. Matteo's determination to shield his people and maintain control will be tested in ways that may push even his steadfast resolve to the edge.

As Matteo prepares to confront external dangers and internal discord, the emotional stakes rise, particularly in his relationship with Genevieve. Their growing bond, marked by playful intimacy and mutual respect, offers a rare light in the encroaching darkness. However, the shadows cast by past losses and impending battles threaten to complicate their future. Readers can anticipate a chapter filled with heightened suspense, strategic maneuvers, and the subtle unraveling of loyalties that will leave everyone questioning who can truly be trusted.