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A Deal with the Mafia Lord
A Deal with the Mafia Lord
Author: Avalyn Noir

The Journey

Author: Avalyn Noir
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-18 17:29:17

"Not too much, please.." Aurora said as she watched the counter attendant pour more blue cocktail wine into her glass.

She smiled slightly as soon as the glass was handed to her, and she began to sip slowly, patiently surveying her surroundings with her nicely shaped cat eyes, which were concealed behind a pair of sunglasses and a flat hat that partially covered her face.

The bar was intimidating, yet calm, as all the big Mafia lords and tycoons seemed to be having a private meeting at the large VIP bar on the first floor of the building, and Aurora just knew that she had to be there.

At least to get some information about what brought her into this mess – this journey.

She got up immediately and walked calmly into the elevator, not to alert the security guards, but then it did.

"Where are you headed, young lady?" One asked immediately. He saw her moving into the elevator, as it was evident that she was entering the restricted area.

Aurora immediately pulled an act to convince the guards, as her acting skills were not to be underestimated.

"Ah gosh it hurts.." she screamed slightly. And pressed on her stomach like someone who was undergoing an intense pain that could send one rolling on the floor in a matter of minutes.

"I really need to go see my husband now. Ah, it hurts so much." She continued and pressed the button for the elevator to move immediately before the guards could even reply.

'Dummies.' she muttered to herself as soon as the elevator got to the first floor.

"Who are you please?" A waiter asked upon seeing her alight from the elevator.

"Your worst nightmare." She said and immediately covered the waiter's mouth with her left palm and twisted his right hand with her right hand, then she abruptly hit the waiter's back with her knee to make the waiter suffer from severe back pain.

The waiter screamed in agony, but due to her hand covering his mouth, his screams were unheard.

She threw him to the floor and continued to walk calmly through the hallway with her sunglasses still covering her perfect eyes.

After some time, she arrived at the room where the VIP bar was and scanned the area for any guards, but there were none.

She seized the opportunity and leaned slightly on the door, then she began to eavesdrop on the conversation inside the room.

Just as she had guessed, a meeting was being held there, and to make listening easier for her, the music was turned off. She could then hear the voices of some men – old and young.

"Don't you think the metal is so precious to be left in a safe all alone." One said. The voice sounded quite cunning and old, and she wondered exactly what 'metal' he spoke of.

"What makes you think it's in a safe." Another voice said. The difference was that this one was calm but rather indifferent in tone, and the way the voice came across made it evident that the owner must have exuded a very dangerous and indifferent aura.

"I think this discussion should come to an end now." Another old voice came. "If the Blackwoods' have it, then I think it's better that way." 

"But he isn't telling us if it is or not.. that's the issue here." The first old voice she heard protested again.

"That's very true, but we all know how young Master Blackwood here is. So I hereby conclude that this meeting is over until another graceful day." The other older man replied.

Aurora immediately got alert and attempted to rush into a corner to hide, but unfortunately, there was none, and the men began to walk out one by one.

She swallowed hard as they all looked at her with disdain, like the intruder that she was.

"Whose whore is this?" She heard the young voice she had heard earlier and looked up to see a demi god in human form.

Their eyes met, and for some seconds, the world seemed to stop. His sharp eagle eyes and her very charming cat eyes seemed to make a bright spark in between each other.

"Ha ha, so sorry." A man in his late thirties, obviously a tycoon, walked over to her with an awkward smile and suddenly turned to her with an evil glare. "She's mine." 

Aurora swallowed hard as he pulled her over to the elevator.

"What on earth did you hear, you bitch?" He pulled her aggressively into the elevator as he cursed silently.

"I will punish you dearly, ha ha.." He didn't take his hand off her, giving Aurora no chance to escape, coupled with the closed doors of the elevator and his painful grip on her wrist.

She decided to remain calm and to wait for the right time.

There would also be a right time…right?

She nearly began to panic.

"I will show you that a whore like you should learn to mind her own business." He said and pushed her over to his bodyguards.

"I told you both not to let this woman off your sight, but you both failed dearly. Get her to the mansion now." He said and turned to head back into the elevator. "And don't forget to tie her legs and hands." 

He turned to Aurora with a devilish smirk. "Wait for me, my dear little witch."

With her current state, Aurora knew she had to think fast unless this selfish and shameless tycoon would serve her.

She waited until the guards took her out of the bar so she could freely take them down.

One by one, she smacked them down with her fighting skills, and she didn't for one-day regret training with her cousin, Alden, as it always came in handy for her every single time.

"Hey, get back here, you witch." The guards cursed as she took to her heels, leaving their blurry sight as they lay on the ground in agony.

She rushed into the quiet street and pulled out her dagger; then she hid it behind her as she approached a motorcyclist.

"Get off!" She commanded.

"What? Who are you?" The motorcyclist asked in fear as she drew the dagger from her pocket.

"No questions, no get off." She demanded again and pushed him off forcefully.

She got on the bike and didn't hesitate to start the engine, zooming off immediately into the busy road.

Her heart raced as they rode above the limit, but she didn't care. She was running for her dear life as she realized that she had just gotten herself involved in something so deadly…

She didn't understand what was so special about that piece of metal – That coin.

And why was it called the blood coin? She still didn't know, and she was never told.

Was it all just a dream? Or was she just being deceived?

Everything seemed fishy, but she couldn't figure out how.

Her boss had warned her not to let any of them catch her or even spill out the name of the media company she worked for, or else they would abandon her…

Why did it have to seem so unrealistic, but yet it was reality?

But no matter what, she knew that she had to go on this journey.

The journey through reality and fantasy…

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  • A Deal with the Mafia Lord   The Breath After the End

    The sea was still. The kind of still that made it hard to breathe. Smoke hung low over the harbor, rolling slowly over blackened ruins and fractured stone. The city was silent, almost reverent, as if the world itself had paused to witness the aftermath of what had been unleashed—and what had been lost.Julian sat at the edge of the pier, his hands stained with ash and salt. Aurora’s body lay beside him, her skin pale but serene, her hair fanned across the wet ground like gold threads caught in twilight. He had lost track of time. Maybe hours had passed. Maybe days. The sun refused to rise.Her hand was still warm when he held it, but the pulse he searched for was gone. He brushed his thumb over her knuckles and whispered, “You did it. You really did it.”The words broke in his throat. He had always believed he was the one who saved people—through control, through power, through force. But Aurora had done it by giving everything.“You were never afraid of dying,” he murmured, his voice

  • A Deal with the Mafia Lord   The Awakening

    The air split open with a sound like thunder buried under water. Aurora clutched Julian tighter as the ground beneath them trembled, the red light from the cracked Blood Coin bleeding through the darkness. Every pulse from it sent a wave of heat through her chest, stealing her breath. It wasn’t just energy anymore—it was something alive, something ancient, something that had been waiting for this moment.Julian groaned in her arms, his head rolling against her shoulder. His skin was hot, his pulse erratic. “Aurora,” he rasped. “Get away from it.”She shook her head, her voice trembling. “I can’t leave you.”His eyes fluttered open, a faint gold shimmer still lingering in them. “If it wakes fully, it won’t stop. Not for me. Not for anyone.”Before she could answer, the ground cracked again, and a fissure spread outward, glowing red-hot. The air filled with a low hum—a heartbeat, deep and resonant, shaking the world. The Blood Coin lifted from the ground, turning slowly, fragments of it

  • A Deal with the Mafia Lord   The Man Who Wasn’t Julian

    The air shimmered with the quiet after the storm. Aurora stood perfectly still, her pulse thudding in her throat. Julian—if that was truly him—stood only a few feet away, his figure haloed by the dim gold light of the Blood Coin. Everything about him looked the same. His shoulders, the way he tilted his head, the familiar warmth that should have melted her. But it didn’t. It chilled her instead.He smiled, slow and deliberate, his voice low. “You pulled me back, Aurora. You never could resist saving people who didn’t want saving.”Her lips parted. “Julian, it’s really you?”He took a step closer. The ground beneath his boots rippled faintly like disturbed water. “Who else would it be?”She should have run to him. She should have thrown herself into his arms and let the ache that had been tearing her apart dissolve. But something deep inside her screamed not to move. The air around him wasn’t right. It hummed wrong—too still, too perfect, like the silence before an explosion.Aurora sw

  • A Deal with the Mafia Lord   The Return of the Blood Coin

    Aurora’s breath hitched as the water rippled, sending gold spirals through the black surface. The Blood Coin moved slowly but deliberately, like it had a mind of its own, gliding toward the shore. For a heartbeat, she couldn’t move. Her pulse quickened, the cold air biting at her damp skin. “No,” she whispered. “This can’t be happening.”But it was.The coin shone brighter, pulsing with the same rhythm as the golden thread against her chest. Her body reacted before her mind could catch up—she stumbled backward, her heart hammering as memories flashed like lightning. The gate. The screams. Julian’s sacrifice.She took another step back, shaking her head. “You’re gone. You were destroyed. You can’t come back.”A gust of wind swept across the pier, cold and sharp, carrying with it a voice—low, distorted, and familiar. “Nothing stays buried, Aurora.”Her breath caught. “Who’s there?”From the shadows near the end of the dock, a figure emerged. Tall. Wrapped in a dark coat, his face half-h

  • A Deal with the Mafia Lord   Shadows of the Living

    Aurora didn’t move for a long time. The city was awake around her—horns blaring, neon signs flickering, footsteps splashing through puddles—but she was still caught between two worlds. The rain tasted like the sea from Country C, and every drop felt like a reminder that she shouldn’t be here. Not without him.She stood slowly, her knees trembling. The world spun for a moment before it steadied. The thread on her chest pulsed once, faintly, like a heartbeat that wasn’t her own. She touched it with shaking fingers. “Julian?” she whispered. Nothing. Only the whisper of wind across wet streets.She pulled her coat tighter around her and started walking, her mind blank but her body moving on instinct. The city lights blurred past, smeared gold and silver through the mist. Somewhere behind her, she swore she heard footsteps following, but when she turned, the street was empty.Hours later, she found herself at the edge of the harbor. The skyline shimmered across the water, steady and cold.

  • A Deal with the Mafia Lord   The Pulse Between World

    Aurora stood frozen as the glow around her deepened, golden light seeping from beneath her skin. The air thickened, humming with the same rhythm that had haunted her dreams since the night she left Country C. Julian’s fingers were still around her wrist, his grip steady, grounding. But the light between them was anything but gentle.He felt it first—a sudden heat, alive and violent, surging up her arm and into his veins. He hissed through his teeth and pulled back slightly, but didn’t let go. Aurora gasped, clutching his hand. “It’s happening again,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “It knows you’re here.”Julian’s jaw tightened. “Then let it know I’m not leaving.”The glow rippled, casting their faces in shifting gold. For a moment, she saw both of them reflected in the window—him standing tall and defiant, her trembling but unbroken. It was like watching two flames battle to stay lit in the same wind.“Julian, listen to me.” Aurora’s voice shook, desperation breaking through the

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