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Chapter 27

Author: Toria Nne
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-06-21 08:19:42

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Hades paced outside the airport in Sicily, Italy, a storm brewing inside him. He had just landed, after being in the air for over four hours.

That meant he had missed the crazy news: his brother, Gregory, was in his house, with his wife!

He barked into his phone, cutting off Charon, his right-hand man, who was trying to calm him. "Artemis! Marcello! Get that bastard Gregory out of my house this minute!" His voice was a low snarl, rough with anger and the lack of sleep.

He came with some made-up story about fixing the broken balcony door. He came because he knew I was out of town! The audacity!

He had just stepped off his private jet, hadn't even taken a proper breath of Italian air. His wife was driving him completely insane.

Why was Grey still in the house? Making small talk with Claudine? Why couldn't his brother just stay in his own lane?

Artemis started to explain on the phone. "He says he'll be in the house until you return, Boss."

"He says what?!" Hades roared, his patience th
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    The war was over, and now, finally, the future was real.She held him, laughing and crying all at once, until he finally pulled back, wiping his face with a laugh."A baby," he breathed. "A baby. If it's a girl, she will be Mia, absolutely. Our little Mia."She smiled, wiping a tear from her own eye. "And if it's a boy?"He threw his head back and laughed, a massive, booming sound that was pure happiness. He tried to think, tapping his huge finger to his chin. "A boy... if it's a boy, he will be..." He paused, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "You're not gonna like it."She gasped and playfully hit his chest. "Don't you dare! I know what you're thinking! We are not having a Hades Junior!"He grinned, pulling her close again, dodging her hands. "Commonnn... we could agree to disagree, baby girl!"She leaned her head against his shoulder, her laughter turning into soft, happy tears. He held her, letting the waves wash over their feet. He asked the final, quiet question, his voice low an

  • Everyday For The Thief: A Chaotic and Poetic Mafia Romance    209

    A year had passed, a fast, quiet spin of time that felt like a beautiful, necessary dream after the storm. The heavy, dark weight of the war was truly gone. The estate was no longer a cage of guilt; it was their beach house, a home built on fierce love and absolute truth, where the sound of the ocean slowly washed away the bad memories.Hades kept his word. He had handed over the main burden of the American empire to Charon, taking a long, proper break to focus entirely on his life with Claudine.This new peace was a gift. Claudine had healed better than anyone thought possible from the loss of their first child. The constant, overwhelming love of her husband was the best medicine. Hades had even found a strange, new circle of friends in the last year—simple, decent businessmen and community leaders who saw him as a kind of larger-than-life, responsible figure, not the Crossbearer.It was all part of his decision to become a better, more present husband. And the best part? They had sta

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    The hospital room felt too clean, too bright, like a bad place for a man the size of Hades. But he was alive. His heart thumped a big, steady beat under the thin sheet, directly beneath the giant purple bruise where the rubber bullet had done its job.Claudine stood beside the bed, still vibrating with shock. She had scrubbed the fake blood off her skin, but the memory of his body falling was stuck behind her eyes. Hades reached out a hand, his eyes full of sorrow."Come here, baby girl," he whispered. "Please. Come here, my love."She walked to the bed and sat on the edge, taking his hand. It was huge and warm, and it was real. The relief was so sharp it hurt."You are such an idiot, Hadeson," she mumbled, fighting back tears. "A complete, handsome idiot. I thought I lost you. I honestly thought I watched you die.""I know, Zaya," he said, pulling her close. He didn't let her go. "I know I hurt you. But I had to. It was the only way to make the peace stick."She looked at his despera

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    Charon was already there, his face a perfect mask of terror, just as planned. "He's down! Get a doctor! Get him out now! Mrs. Vancouver, stay back!"But Claudine was already kneeling beside Hades’s limp body, her hands pressing desperately against the enormous wound. She pressed her face into the bloody, damp cloth, sobbing, shaking him. "Hadeson! Don't leave me! Please! No! You promised me!"Charon helped the guards lift Hades’s massive body. They rushed him out of the warehouse. The spectacle was complete. The grieving wife, the fatally wounded king—the war was over, but at a terrible price. They rushed him to the secured hospital.~~AN HOYR LATER~~The hospital was a private wing. Claudine was a wreck. She was outside the emergency room door, being held by Artemis. She was hysterical, shaking uncontrollably, covered in his blood, her soul screaming in silent agony. Artemis was nearby, her face pale and sick with terror.Charon walked out of the room, looking grave and professional.

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    The next day was a heavy, quiet stretch of time. Every second felt like a tick toward an impossible edge, dragging out the agony. Hades and Claudine spent the final hours together. They didn't talk much; they just held on, their bodies a single, quiet unit of terrible fear and deep, aching love.The quiet wasn't just silence; it was a loud, heavy presence of waiting. The only thing she held onto was the quiet promise he had made: I am coming home to you. Always. But the sheer size of the lie they were living felt heavy enough to crush her.The Drawl was set for sundown at the old meatpacking district, a huge, abandoned warehouse. The air was cold, smelling of stale concrete and oil.The light filtering through the high windows was weak and gray, making the whole scene look like a bad dream waiting to happen. The heads of all the major mafia families stood in a large, silent semi-circle. They were there to watch the king fall or rise.Claudine stood near the barrier, her body rigid, ev

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    Hades went to his private library, where he initiated the secure video call. Grandpa Lucky’s face, old and lined with countless battles, appeared on the screen."They want a Blood Drawl, boy?" Grandpa Lucky’s voice was raspy, dry as paper."Yes," Hades confirmed, his voice low. "And they've confirmed the terms. If I fail, Corsini gets Zaya.""And you are going to fight unarmed," Lucky stated, not asking a question."I am," Hades confirmed. "I have to force him to the table. But I need your help, Grandpa. I have to make this look real. I have to look like I am broken, and then resurrected. I need to send a message to every single person watching, that even a fatal shot can't keep me down. I need to end the war, not just the Drawl.""You want me to set up the rubber bullet and the blood pack," Grandpa Lucky said, his old eyes twinkling with wicked amusement. "Theatrical, Hades. Very theatrical. A fake death and resurrection. The old rules are the best rules. They'll call it a miracle, a

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