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Chapter 70: Someone Is Coming
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2026-03-27 04:30:06
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280 Days With The Mafia King Chapter 130: Ride or Die
Luciano’s POVThe sound of gunfire was damn near as loud as the rain now. We had made our way out of the shed, eliminating as many people as we could along the way. The air outside was freezing, or was supposed to be, had it not been for adrenaline, which made me barely notice the cold. “Stay low!” I barked, grabbing Mariella’s arm as we rounded the corner of a rusted shipping container. A bullet pinged off the metal inches from my head, singing a high-pitched note that would have given any normal person a heart attack. “I’m low already, Luciano! Stop pulling me!” She hissed back. Even in the middle of an assassination attempt, she still had enough breath to fight over the smallest thing. I ignored her, checking the corner. Two men in black were moving towards the entrance of the shed, their silhouettes easy to make out against the orange glow of the high-mast lights. Judging by their gait, these guys weren't thugs. If I didn't know any better, I'd think these were government agen
280 Days With The Mafia King Chapter 129: Partners in Blood
Luciano’s POVThe silence in the shed was suffocating. My men watched Mariella and eye staring at each other with no one uttering even a word. My eye drifted to the gold locket she had in her hand. All the uneasy feelings I had watching the footage, all the suspicions. They were all correct? Mariella actually killed my dad? I couldn't bring myself to believe it, even though she had admitted to it openly. It's not like she had any reason to save Sophia. She hated her even more than I did. My mind drifted back to five years ago, when she first walked into my room, naive and scared as a chicken. Now, fast forward five years later, and being around me had turned her into a killer. I felt a weight of guilt in my chest. How did it come to this? I thought, as I recalled the days after Marcello's first “death” and after we had our kids. Life had never felt so peaceful and happy. I almost felt like I didn't deserve that life. But then Marcello came back. And even with him around, I didn't
280 Days With The Mafia King Chapter 128: Confession
Luciano’s POVI sat in my study, drinking a cup of coffee, watching the rain pour against my windows. We were still on the hunt for Lorenzo, but that was by the way. I hadn't slept since Marcello's death. Why?Because I still had no clue who killed him. The lady in the footage did remind me of Mariella somewhat. The hair, especially. But Mariella wasn't capable of such a thing. In fact, there was only one woman I knew who was close to Marcello and ruthless enough to pull that kind of stunt. Sophia.I picked up my phone and called Dante immediately.“Yes, boss?” He answered. “Dante. I think the lady in the video is Sophia,” I said. “Come to think of it, she was close to Marcello, so getting to him wouldn't be a hassle. And besides, who else dresses and walks like that?”“It's a possibility,” Dante answered. “I'm almost certain it's her,” I said. “Take some men and bring her to me. I don't care if you have to do so by force. I want her at the Turks' shipyard in one hour. Got it?”“
280 Days With The Mafia King Chapter 127: Weak?
Luciano’s POVThe news of my warehouse at Deptford going up in flames got to me early in the morning. And I was out of the house before I could even ask what happened.As we approached the docks, the smell of burning rubber seeped through the car windows. We pulled up to the curb and I got out immediately. All around the building were flashing red and blue lights of the fire trucks and emergency vehicles. I walked along the wet pavement filled with glass shards, making my way through the crowd. “Wait…bro…hold on,” Jose called, rushing to catch up. “We can't go in there right now. It's not safe. Can't you see they're still trying to put out the fire?”I completely ignored him. Didn't even so much as look at him. I walked straight past the police cordons, the officers parting like the Red Sea when they saw my men and me approaching. They knew damn well who really owned these streets, even if their badges said otherwise. My men went before me, bargained with fire extinguishers. I went
280 Days With The Mafia King Chapter 126: Shaking the Hive
Levi’s POVThe fog in South London was quite the sight, clinging to the brickwork of the industrial districts like a damp shroud, covering the sins of the city. Who am I kidding, though? Nothing could cover up the filth of this godforsaken place. God, I hated London!It was 2:00 AM, and I sat in the darkness of our black van, taking a look at the warehouses of Deptford. They all looked damn near lifeless, like row upon row of freaking tombs. I walked over to the control setup and sat in my chairs, briefly taking a sip of coffee before turning on the monitors. The screens lit up, beaming shades of emerald and white on my face. Thermal imaging really was a thing of beauty. “Observe, gentlemen,” I whispered, though I was alone in the van. My team was already in position, hovering like specters in the blind spots of the building’s security cameras. “The anatomy of a hive.”This hive belonged to the De Luca family. On the outside, it was a furniture import showroom, all velvet sofas a
280 Days With The Mafia King Chapter 125: Tracked
Mariella’s POVThe air in my hotel room felt heavy. The fact that I had killed Marcello still sent chills down my spine. The news was now everywhere from social media to television news. And what was most disturbing was the fact that the “hooker in a red dress” had gone viral. Everyone was talking about her. About me. They all suspected she was the killer. That didn't sit well with me at all. I didn't know there were any cameras in the room. I should have been a lot more careful. However, due to the low quality of the CCTV footage, no one could make out exactly who the girl was, at least not yet. But I couldn't wait around for the police to figure it out. I had to get out of here.I stood over the kitchen sink, watching the SIM card from my old phone snap between my fingers. It made a satisfying little click. Then I tossed the pieces into a bag of wet coffee grounds, and threw the handset into the bin. By tomorrow, that phone would be at a landfill. I had a new burner phone tucked
280 Days With The Mafia King Chapter 30: The Puppet Master
Mariella’s POVLuciano was about to walk both of us into a trap. The fact that he totally trusted Dante didn't sit well with me, especially given the vision from the fountain and the words Charlie told me. “Luciano,” I said, grabbing his hand. “I… I need to tell you something. About my father. Abo
280 Days With The Mafia King Chapter 29: The Enemy Within
Mariella’s POVThe words on the crumpled piece of paper were seared into my mind: The ghost always leaves a trail. I was well aware that my dad was a ghost, not in the literal sense of the word. He was the man the De Luca family counted on to move money in the shadows so the De Lucas could maintain
280 Days With The Mafia King Chapter 28: The Silent Watcher
Mariella’s POVThe fluorescent lights of the hospital ceiling passed overhead, appearing as repeated flashes in my eyes. Every jolt of the gurney sent a fresh wave of agony radiating from my leg. It felt like hell, and I was barely holding back the urge to scream. Glancing to my side, my eyes met
280 Days With The Mafia King Chapter 26: Buried Truths
Mariella’s POVThe morning sun was bright – a bit too bright if you ask me. Following Luciano's orders had become too much of a chore, and I didn't like it. I skipped breakfast and went past the dining hall, heading instead for the estate’s private gardens. I needed some air. It was suffocating bei
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