Home / Mafia / By My Rules / Chapter 8

Share

Chapter 8

Author: Severed Thoughts
When the police lights flashed outside the estate, the guest section collapsed into chaos. Several mafia figures who had done business with Drake reacted instantly by trying to run. However, the exits were already lined with federal agents and armed officers. Search warrants were held up one after another, and names were called out, one by one.

The color finally drained from Drake’s face. Only now did he understand that tonight was never about humiliating him. I was here to rip him out by the r
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Locked Chapter

Latest chapter

  • By My Rules   Chapter 11

    He jerked his head up.“After we lost our first child.” I met his gaze as I said, “You were in the cemetery then, holding me, saying that once the storm passed, we’d go down south to Italy, buy a house by the sea, and leave this filthy world.”His eyes flickered. That memory was so old that he had almost forgotten it.“But later, I realized that what you said about leaving was a lie. Behind my back, you were expanding your warehouses and shipping lines. You never wanted to leave; you wanted the family to belong to you.”I leaned back in my chair.“From that moment on, I knew… we’d never make it to the end.”Drake stared at me, and his Adam’s apple bobbed noticeably.It was a long while before he finally asked, “What if I had stopped back then?”“Then you wouldn’t be sitting here today.”“Would you still have rejected me?”I paused for a moment and said, “Yes.”He seemed taken aback by that answer. “Why?”“Because I can tolerate ambition, but I cannot tolerate betrayal.”I

  • By My Rules   Chapter 10

    I finally went to see Drake, not because I was soft, but because I wanted to see with my own eyes what else he had to say.The federal detention center’s meeting room was cold. Drake wore a gray prison jumpsuit. His hair was shorter, stubble heavier, and he looked nothing like the man who had stood at the wedding altar just months ago. However, when he saw me, that familiar possessiveness and that unwillingness to let go were all still there.“You came after all.” He smiled, his voice rough.“Say what you need to say.”He stared at me, as if trying to see if I still had feelings for him.“Violet, we were together for ten years. Don’t you miss me at all?”“I do.” I looked at him calmly. “I’ve never forgotten.”His eyes flickered with a spark, but I continued, “I remember pulling you out of that pile of bodies. I remember giving you a name, an identity, and your first gun. And I remember how you took everything I gave you and stabbed me in the back with it.”The smile on his face

  • By My Rules   Chapter 9

    After Drake was taken away, the Leon family didn’t immediately settle back into calm. On the contrary, the real shockwaves only began the next day.Several members most closely tied to him severed ties overnight to save themselves. Some burned ledgers, some fled out of state, and a few rushed to the Godfather first, hoping to weep and lay all the blame for Drake at his feet.The Godfather’s men came to see me, saying the council of elders wanted to hold an early meeting to reconsider control of the port district. I knew they weren’t here to help me; they were testing me. Once Drake was out of the picture, they started coveting the power I held. So, I went.The council met in the underground chamber of the old estate. There were seven chairs, but six were occupied. The empty one had always been Drake’s seat.The moment I entered, someone spoke up.“Consigliere, this mess has gotten out of hand.”“The family needs stability right now, not more bloodshed.”“Violet, we all know how

  • By My Rules   Chapter 8

    When the police lights flashed outside the estate, the guest section collapsed into chaos. Several mafia figures who had done business with Drake reacted instantly by trying to run. However, the exits were already lined with federal agents and armed officers. Search warrants were held up one after another, and names were called out, one by one.The color finally drained from Drake’s face. Only now did he understand that tonight was never about humiliating him. I was here to rip him out by the roots.“You tipped off the feds?” he stared at me, disbelief written all over his face.“It wasn’t me,” I said calmly. “You just left too much behind. When a man gets greedy enough, he eventually sells himself out.”“Violet!” he growled, his voice low and strained. “Are you really going to take it that far?”“Too far?” I echoed. “When you trampled on me, our child, and the family to climb your way up, did that not feel too far to you?”Two agents stepped forward to take him.Drake struggled

  • By My Rules   Chapter 7

    When Lina was dragged to the center of the hall, her legs were already giving out beneath her.Her makeup had run from crying. Her veil hung crooked, and the once-pristine white wedding dress now looked crumpled. She tried to move toward Drake, but he stepped back. That single step was enough to break her.“Why are you backing away?” She grabbed his sleeve, her voice trembling. “Drake, you said you’d protect me for life! You said as long as I played my part, once you took the consigliere’s power, we could finally be together publicly!”The hall exploded. Some people gasped. Others cursed under their breath.Drake yanked his arm free. “Shut up!”“Why should I?” Lina let out a tearful, bitter laugh. “Now you care about your dignity? Where was that when you were lying to me?”I raised a hand, and the room fell silent almost instantly.“Let her speak.” I looked at Lina and told her, “Everything you say today might buy you another chance to live.”She froze for a second, then clung

  • By My Rules   Chapter 6

    Drake rushed straight up to the second floor. However, before he could even reach me, the projection screen in the center of the estate lit up.What played across the white wall wasn’t wedding blessings. It was accounts, consisting of page after page of offshore transactions, falsified customs declarations, warehouse transfer logs, and records of his meetings with outside crews, complete with dates and locations. There were even summaries of recorded conversations, proof that he’d been trafficking drugs behind the family’s back.At first, a few people downstairs forced themselves to speak up for him. However, when the third page flipped, the entire hall fell silent because those shipping routes were too familiar. Familiar enough that quite a few people present had taken a cut from them and accepted his favors.“Turn it off!” Drake lunged forward, grabbing the man at the control panel, his eyes bloodshot. “I said turn it off!”I rested a hand on the railing and started walking down.

More Chapters
Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status