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Consumed by the Mafia Ch. 129 - Family Time (or Else)
Michael POVI was in my office when Marie walked in, a silver envelope in her hand, sealed with gold wax."Special delivery," she said, placing it gently on my desk.I opened it slowly, already knowing what it was.A wedding invitation.Paul and Gio. Tuscany. A vineyard. Private ceremony.I stared at the words for a long time. They didn't feel real, at least not in my world. Not anymore. I'd spoken to Viv and Paul briefly over the last few months, but it was all business. I had no idea they were even planning a wedding. And to be honest, I wasn't sure I cared.I didn't have time for things like this. Celebrations felt trivial when I had an empire to rebuild. I tossed the envelope aside, already deciding to send a gift along with my regrets.But of course, I had a little sister who never let me go cold for too long. Amy always found a way to pull me back just enough to remind me I still had a heart buried somewhere under all the scars.Right on cue, my phone buzzed. I wouldn't doubt sh
Consumed by the Mafia Ch. 128 - New World
Amy POVWatching Zander bleed out, gasp for breath, and actually die before my eyes solidified my choice. I was never going back.I cried. I prayed. I begged, promising myself, and whatever else was out there, to just let him live. And somehow, he did. Zander was shocked back to life, his heart beating once again, then rushed into surgery while I stood helpless in the waiting room, still covered in blood.I waited alone, uncertain of my future. It wasn't anyone's fault. Michael had a kingdom to clean up. Paul was with Lucy, helping her face her own demons. Aunt V was in Italy. And Niko... well, we all knew where he was.All I had left in this life was Zander and honestly, that was all I needed.That's why, when he woke from surgery, I had a white dress and a priest waiting. A rushed, impulsive wedding, right there in the hospital. I needed that bond between us like I needed to breathe though.And Zander? He needed it just as much as I did.Now, months later, we were happily married, a
Consumed by the Mafia Ch. 127 - A New Era
Michael POVFive days.That's how long it had been since Amy hugged me goodbye at the front steps of the estate, Zander's arm slung around her waist and a fresh scar peeking from beneath his shirt. The bastard had taken a bullet to the stomach and somehow lived to put a ring on her finger. Her car was packed with everything she cared about, and she didn't look back. Not even once. And somehow that hurt even more.I didn't blame her. Hell, I admired her. She walked away from the blood and the power and the legacy like it was nothing. Like she wasn't raised in it. Like it hadn't shaped her bones the same way it shaped mine.But she got out.Zander opened the passenger door for her, and I remember thinking how odd it was for me to be envious of a man like him. A man who didn't know how to hold a gun the right way, who'd flinched the first time he watched someone bleed. But he got the girl. He got the escape. He got peace.And I got this.Empty halls. Ghosts in every room.Paul was gone.
Consumed by the Mafia Ch. 126 - Almost Out
Amy POVJust as a crowd began to gather around the solarium, I slipped away.This world wasn't mine anymore. For once, my brother had no immediate threat looming overhead. He'd have hell to pay for everything that happened in the last few hours, but he'd get them all in line. One way or another, Michael would win their trust.As for me, it was time I started trusting myself, trusting the life I could have. A smile crept over my face as I walked back inside, back to the man I loved so we could get the hell out of this house.For a small fleeting moment, I really saw the possibility of a future we all wanted. That was quickly shattered the second I stepped into the kitchen.The tile was streaked with blood leading straight into the basement, a large pot of soup spilled over the stove, and one man stood there, hands folded in front of him. Dylan looked like he was waiting for something, maybe me."Are you really going to leave?" Dylan asked, his voice casual, but something coiled beneath
Consumed by the Mafia Ch. 125 - Ghosts in the Garden
Amy POVWe said our goodbyes quickly. Nonna didn't need tears or fanfare, just hands held and hearts breaking. I kissed her cheek one last time and whispered thank you. Thank you for everything. Zander stood behind me, hand on my lower back, silent and patient. He didn't rush me. He didn't try to reason me out of what came next. He just... understood."I don't want you to go," he said softly as we stepped into the hall. "But I know you have to.""I do." I looked at him, really looked this time. Memorized the worry in his eyes, the way his thumb kept brushing over my hip like he wasn't ready to let go. "But I'm coming back. I swear it."He kissed my forehead, lingering just long enough to make me falter. Then he handed me my gun, no hesitation this time. "Then go."From the far end of the corridor, Dylan watched. His hands were folded in front of him, too casual, his face too unreadable. There was fear in him, but not of the war outside. No, he was afraid of me walking away. Afraid o
Consumed by the Mafia Ch. 124 - My Way
Michael POV"Burn it down?" Vinnie's voice didn't carry its usual swagger. No grin, no sarcasm. Just steel."Burn it down," I said again, and we both moved.We headed straight to the back gardens, where smoke curled like a warning and violence waited like an old friend."Of course," I muttered, clocking my gun, watching Irish swarm my backyard. "Declan was here the whole time. That Irish rat's been nesting in the Rose solarium like it belongs to him.""Your uncles probably planned an ambush while we slept." Vinnie crouched low beside me, his tone quieter now, sharper. "A setup. Pin it all on you and the Five Families."My jaw locked. I could already see the lie they'd have told. How I snapped, how I killed for power. How I wasn't fit to rule.They'd sell out the Grasso line just to pull the crown off my head."I count fifteen," Vinnie muttered, eyes narrowed through the glass."Seventeen," I corrected. "Half Irish, half Italian. Every last one of them dies tonight.""Jesus, Mikey. You
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