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I Found My Mafia Mom, A Cop Husband 032. Fundraiser...
“You need to cancel,” Eleanor said, folding her arms across her chest like she hadn’t just heard Ava the first three times.Ava stood in their clean living room, the strong smell of lavender from a diffuser filling the tense atmosphere. Sunlight poured in through the tall windows, highlighting the silver strands in Eleanor's hair as she walked back and forth. Ava felt her jaw tighten and her fingers balling into fists. “Cancelling sends a message,” she said. “It says I’m scared. I’m not.”“You’re reckless,” Eleanor snapped, stopping to face her. “You, Pearl, Alex—someone took a shot at you by the lake. This isn’t a game, Ava.”“It was a single shot in the distance. No evidence, no confirmation. I’m not pulling out of a fundraiser that took three months to coordinate.”“Don’t minimise this,” Eleanor snapped. “Someone took a shot. And it wasn’t a warning, Ava, it was a test. You’ve been rattling too many trees.”“I can handle trees.”Eleanor stepped forward. “Still a no from me.”“If i
I Found My Mafia Mom, A Cop Husband 031. F-M-L-Y Picnic...
“You two have five minutes to stop being adults and start being fun,” Pearl declared, hands on her hips, with a picnic basket swinging at her side like a badge of honour.Ava raised an eyebrow, sunglasses perched on her head, the lakeside breeze toying with her loose braid. “Define fun.”Pearl thrust a folded checkered blanket toward Alex. “Fun is where you pretend you’re not old and tired.”Alex took the blanket with a grin. “Ouch.”They were standing by the lake, with the sun setting low and golden behind the trees. The water sparkled as ducks swam lazily by. The air was filled with the smells of fresh grass and peanut butter sandwiches.Pearl had brought everything: homemade sandwiches, juice boxes, fruit skewers, and a neon-coloured kite she’d half-built herself. She’d also informed both adults, in separate texts, that today’s picnic was mandatory.Her mission? “Get Mom and Detective Dad to hug.”Neither Ava nor Alex had the heart—or energy—to argue.They were both still reeling f
I Found My Mafia Mom, A Cop Husband 030. Another Setup?...
“This feels… off.” Rafael’s voice was low, muffled under the buzz of old fluorescent lights and the faint echo of dripping water.“Everything is,” Ava replied calmly. Her voice was distorted through the filter of her mask—sleek black, minimal, voice-masked. “But this one needs to play out.”The abandoned cannery stood tall, its rusty metal walls creaking in the wind. Inside, the air felt heavy with the smells of oil and mildew, creating a tense atmosphere that seemed to hang in the empty spaces. Broken conveyor belts added to the eerie silence, broken only by the sound of footsteps.The Godmother moved like smoke, masked in black. Her figure was wrapped in sleek matte fabric, and her boots were soft against the cracked concrete. At her side, Rafael mirrored her calm expression, and behind them, two La Rosa men pushed a dolly loaded with black crates, all stamped with a discreet symbol: a triangle inside a circle.“It really needs to,” Rafael murmured. “Kalenko’s got itchy hands.”Av
I Found My Mafia Mom, A Cop Husband 029. Really nice, but...
Pearl cleared her throat and pointed dramatically to the tiramisu. “This must be shared. It’s in the name of romance.”Alex raised a brow. “Is that a rule now?”Pearl nodded solemnly. “House policy. One spoon, two mouths. Make it romantic.”Ava rolled her eyes but picked up a spoon. “Fine. One bite. But I’m not feeding him like we’re in some Hallmark movie.”Alex scooped a bite first, extending it halfway across the table. “You sure? Could be a new tradition.”She hesitated. She hesitated for just a brief moment, allowing the tension to flare up. Their fingers brushed.She blinked, heart skipping just a little too obviously, and leaned forward to take the bite, her lips grazing the edge of the spoon.“Mm,” she said, avoiding his gaze. “Okay… fine. That’s good.”Pearl’s camera clicked. “Perfect.”“Delete that,” Ava said immediately, cheeks tinged pink.“Nope. Memory secured,” Pearl replied triumphantly.Ava cleared her throat, cheeks colouring slightly as she reached for her wine agai
I Found My Mafia Mom, A Cop Husband 028. Dinners and Donors...
“Well then, Detective,” Ava murmured, a hint of challenge in her smile, “let’s see what you’re really here for.”“Sure,” Alex said, tilting his glass ever so slightly toward her, “but first, a toast.”Ava arched a brow, amused. “A toast, huh? You came all this way just to make toasts now?”Alex smirked. “You’d be surprised what I’d do for a decent glass of wine and some good company.”She leaned back, swirling the wine in her glass. “Alright, what should we toast to then?”He paused, pretending to consider, tapping a finger against the stem of his glass. “Uhm… I don’t know.”Ava chuckled. “The toast was your idea. You must have thought of something before suggesting one.”Alex let out a low laugh, the kind that slipped out from under his breath. “Touché.” He glanced at the glowing table, at the effort Pearl had poured into it—the flowers, the fairy lights, the warm plates waiting patiently beneath polished domes. He knew she must have had help, but it was still lovely. “How about we
I Found My Mafia Mom, A Cop Husband 027. Something Really Special...
“Ready for your surprise, Mom?” Pearl beamed as she tugged Ava by the hand toward the living room, practically bouncing on her toes with excitement.Ava followed, barefoot, a glass of red wine swirling lazily in her hand. She wore a silky black camisole tucked into slim, high-waisted jeans, the delicate straps teasing across her shoulders. Her cardigan was casually draped open, with the sleeves rolled up, giving her a relaxed yet undeniably alluring look. A faint shimmer of perfume clung to her skin, a small indulgence she hadn’t bothered with in weeks.“I’m almost afraid to ask,” Ava said dryly, eyeing her daughter with suspicion.Selena lounged on the couch, sipping from a tumbler. “Oh, you should be.”Ava shot her best friend a withering look. “I can’t believe you agreed to help… whatever this is.”Selena shrugged with a smug grin. “I promised her anything. Besides, I plan on winning even more favourite aunt points. I’ve got a title to defend.”Ava sighed, pressing her palm to her
I Found My Mafia Mom, A Cop Husband 026. Aunt Selena's Here...
Ava sat at her kitchen table, sleeves rolled to her elbows, a faint glow from the laptop screen illuminating her face. The confiscated phone from the Calabrian operative lay connected beside it, a mess of wires feeding data into the decryption software.Rafael hunched over beside her, scrolling rapidly through decrypted logs.“See this?” Rafael pointed, scrolling to a specific log entry. “Coordinates. But they’re staggered.”Ava leaned closer, brow furrowing. “Drop points?”“Could be.” Rafael’s fingers flew over the keyboard, pulling up more entries. “Or decoys.”She stared at the string of locations, chewing the inside of her cheek thoughtfully. “Any overlap with our network?”“Not directly,” Rafael replied, switching to a map overlay. Red dots appeared in scattered clusters, tracing a path through the city like a predator quietly moving through its territory.“But look here.” He zoomed in. “Their paths intersect here, here, and here. Over our donor routes. Looks like they’ve been sh
I Found My Mafia Mom, A Cop Husband 025. Joker Bad or Lex Luthor Bad?
The old Moretti safehouse smelled of oil, mildew, and blood. Bare bulbs flickered over the concrete floor, casting long shadows across crates stamped with outdated Italian shipping marks. Somewhere outside, a stray dog barked once, then silence.Alex stood in the centre of the room, sleeves rolled up, tie discarded on a chair. His knuckles ached faintly from the last round. Before him, bound to a chair with zip ties, sat the second Calabrian operative. His men had caught him sneaking out of the reception’s kitchen door, a fake catering badge still pinned to his vest.The man’s face was swollen, one eye nearly shut, blood trickling from his split lip.Matteo stood against the wall with his arms crossed, his expression hard to read. He hadn't said much since they brought the man in. He was just watching closely, taking in everything Alex was doing.“You’re going to talk,” Alex said in a calm, almost conversational tone. “And you’re going to start with what the hell you were doing at my
I Found My Mafia Mom, A Cop Husband 024. Eliminating a Threat...
Ava set her champagne glass down on a passing tray, her smile lingering a moment longer for Alex’s sake. “Excuse me,” she said lightly, brushing a hand along his sleeve. “I need a minute.”Alex raised an eyebrow in question, and she simply said. “Powdering my nose.”“Don’t be too long,” Alex replied with an easy grin, sipping his drink. “I’ll hold down the fort.”She smiled back, slipping seamlessly into the flow of guests, weaving past laughing politicians and swirling gowns, while keeping her eyes fixed on the waiter. Once around the corner, her smile dropped. She stepped swiftly through a side door and into the quiet service corridor lined with crates and catering carts, the hum of the gala replaced by the distant clatter of catering trays. Dim lights buzzed overhead. The waiter wasn’t far—she spotted him just ahead, slipping deeper into the hall, checking his phone.“Stop,” Ava said calmly.He froze, glancing over his shoulder, startled but not yet alarmed.“Turn around.”He he
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