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86. The Warehouse
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Becoming The Mafia Queen 87. The Pep Talk
SOFIA“Again!”The wooden floor of the training hall echoed with every step and every strike, and every single thud of my body hitting the mat. I was flat on my back again, gasping for air while Ariana stood over me with her arms crossed and a faint smirk tugging at her lips."Come on, Sofia," she said, not even winded. "You're not even trying.""I am trying," I shot back, dragging myself up to my feet, though the sting in my ribs told a different story. Sweat dripped down my forehead, sticking strands of hair to my skin. I raised my hands again in a clumsy attempt at a defensive stance, but before I could even blink, Ariana slipped past my guard and twisted my arm, and had me face-first on the mat.The air left my lungs in a painful rush, and I groaned."Training isn't about pity," Ariana said firmly, letting go and stepping back. "If you're distracted, you'll get yourself killed out there."She wasn't wrong. My head wasn't here. My mind was still back in that car, with the bullets s
Becoming The Mafia Queen 86. The Warehouse
ADRIANThe warehouse sat at the edge of Stamford like an ugly scar, with its walls stained with the dirt of decades. It was midnight, and a cold wind was blowing in from the east. The chill crept down my spine, and as I stood there, my teeth began to chatter. But I wrapped my coat tighter around me, refusing to show any sign of weakness in front of my men. I stepped out of the car and the cold air cut through me even sharper than before. Pain flared in my ribs as I stretched, so deep and searing, and for a moment I wondered if I'd made a mistake coming out here in person. But the thought burned out just as quickly. I had to be here, because sending my men without me would have made me look weak. And weakness was something Don Vito would smell from miles away.Rafe came up beside me with his rifle in hand, his gaze sharp and steady. He didn't need to say anything, because I knew what he was thinking. He was ready, but he'd rather I wasn't out here bleeding out in the middle of a fight
Becoming The Mafia Queen 85. The Challenger
ADRIANI sat in the study with my head bowed as I listened to Rage barking orders downstairs, while the silence surrounded me like a wet blanket. The fire was burning low, and technically it was more embers than flame now, but I didn't have the energy to throw another log in. My ribs ached when I breathed too deep, and the stitches along my side pulled every time I shifted in the chair. I was supposed to be resting and healing, and letting the my do its job. But after tonight, rest wasn't an option.They had gone after Sofia.I’d gotten the text from her a few minutes ago, letting me know what happened. Apparently a black SUV tailed her and opened fire in the suburbs, with her barely making it to cover. She had to call her men to help her get out of that situation. And if it wasn't for the men stationed at that car wash, she would've been cut down on the street like some disposable foot soldier.I pressed a hand against my temple, trying to slow the pounding in my head. The painkiller
Becoming The Mafia Queen 84. The Declaration of War
SOFIAEven after I’d gotten as far away from the precinct, I still couldn’t stop going over my conversation with Agent Valdez and Detective Grey. I didn’t know if I’d made the right, but there was no going back it. So I just kept driving, the hum of the engine and the faint music on the radio filling the empty space in my head. For once, I felt like I could breathe. There was no need to pretend when I was by myself. I could be myself, and actually think about what I’d been doing for the past few weeks. It had been five months now, and yet it still felt like yesterday when I walked onto that bridge with a pocket full of pills and a head filled with nothing but a desire to end it all. I’d already given up then, and I was ready for my world to drown with me. And then I met Adrian, and life had never been the same ever since then. From the moment I met Adrian, my life took a very specific turn. I wasn’t just a normal girl anymore. I was out for revenge, and nothing could give me that sa
Becoming The Mafia Queen 83. The Agent
SOFIAIt was supposed to be a normal day. A typical, simple day in the mafia when everyone was preparing for war and trying to figure out what was expected of them. The news had already spread, and everyone was just waiting for the penny to drop. But then I got a call from Detective Grey, and I knew that it was going to be an even worse day that I initially imagined. Anything concerning the cops was a danger zone now, and I had to avoid looking like I was working with them in any way. Besides, the detectives were just putting on a show so everyone would think they were still doing their jobs. They were never going to catch Marco, until I was through with him. But if I ignored his call, it would look suspicious and cause him to start poking around even more than he already was. I needed to keep him off my scent, but make sure he had enough on his plate to keep him occupied so he wouldn't become a problem. So I left the house after informing Ariana where I was going, because I didn't
Becoming The Mafia Queen 82. The Call To Arms
DON VITOThe air was warm and heavy with the smell of the lemon trees that lined the porch. I had always liked this hour, when the sun was sliding down and the shadows were long, but even that small pleasure couldn't keep the fatigue from settling in my bones.The phone call had been pleasant enough, if you could call a man groveling pleasant. Governor Ruthford was a politician like all the rest, good at smiling and making promises, but bad at delivering. He wanted my support for his campaign, and he knew the price. Men like him always think they can strike a deal without getting their hands dirty, but that's the trouble with these modern types. They don't understand that real power is not in handshakes and speeches. It's in the fear a man feels when he realizes you own his next breath.I set the phone down on the small table beside me, leaned back in my chair, and let the silence settle in. The world had gone soft. You could see it in the eyes of the young men who thought they could
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