Read Dangerous Beauty: Part Three: This is War for Free Online

it may have sounded stupid to do so, but being a Mafia Don’s son had both advantages and disadvantages. Nathan had never wanted any disadvantages, so he wore the title “The Russian” like a badge of honor. Nathan Salerno had responsibilities to others, he had businesses to run, a father to please, and he was being groomed to be the Don of a powerful mafia family.
    The Russian had none of that.
    The Russian was already a boss. He was a leader, a man both feared and respected. He’d already proven himself. Both men and women alike in the criminal underworld knew not to fuck with him or his men. He’d earned the power and influence he had in the most brutal and unimaginable ways and he was proud of the accomplishment. He and his men started one of the biggest Mafia wars in the history of the criminal world and won. He had no one to please, and his responsibilities were only to himself and the ones he loved.
    Many wondered why a man as young as Nathan was already so powerful, so fearless, and the answer was simple. Every step Nathan had taken thus far was well thought out and based off of a lesson he’d learned. While most children tuned their mother and father out when they tried to teach them something, Nathan had listened. He remembered every detail of his father’s rise to power, the steps he took, the mistakes he made, and the people he had to eliminate in order to gain power and respect. Nathan thought about his own rise to power even after his mother had died. He took the good advice from all that would give it, and weeded out the bad, learning from the mistakes of others instead of making his own. There was no room for mistakes if he wanted to be someone everyone remembered.
    That was a lesson his mother had taught him.
    Nathan didn’t even think his father knew of the knowledge his mother had. How she got that knowledge, Nathan didn’t know, nor did he want to. His mother had lectured him just as much as his father had, and Nathan listened to every word. She had always told him that she didn’t want him to be just like his father, she wanted him to be better. She’d always say that Angelo was too closed off, too mean, and he lacked the charm of a great businessman. “ Every good leader needs powerful allies, and you can’t have allies if every person of power is an enemy. There is more to being a leader than being feared and respected. It is important to be loved, too; liked as a person. You have to prove yourself to be someone worth protecting. Money isn’t enough to convince a man to protect you, to be loyal to you. They need to love you. Don’t just be their boss, be their friend, their brother. Make sure they know when you are being a boss and when you are being a friend. Don’t just take from them, give something in return. It needs to be fifty-fifty. Show just as much mercy as you show brutality. This way you will not be too predictable. Then you will be better than your father, yes .”
    “Yes, Mama,” Nathan said aloud in Russian as he rolled up his sleeves. “No room for mistakes.”
    Nathan slowly walked toward the wounded man sitting in the chair in front of him. His name was Vladek Steele. Yes, he was very much a Steele. Nathan had finally done it, and it had only taken him days. They had found one of the Steele family homes. The place was like a little city, in Germany of all places, but it was packed with Silas’s misfit family. He’d never returned to the States after he’d found out his wife was taken; he went straight to the person he knew could help him.
    Boris Arseny Fredrick Bashmakov. However, in the criminal underworld he was known as the one and only Freddy Russia.
    “These Steele men and women have quite the tight lip, Russian.” Freddy walked up from behind Nathan and stood next to him. “I wonder if he’d sing as beautifully as his Aziz did when I made him my personal campfire.”
    Nathan chuckled, but didn’t respond to Freddy. Looking Vladek Steele in the eyes, he