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Chapter 0133

Author: Pearl.M
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-28 18:21:34

“It’s all gone.”

“Everything!”

Alessandro slammed his foot into his car tyres. Once. Twice. Then several times.

“This is bullshit!” Eric clicked his teeth sharply in rage.

Their faces held anger, temples ticking with a dangerous rhythm, as the men scrambled around the empty warehouse and tarmac—in search of the Russians. They were gone. Nowhere in sight.

The airport tarmac lay silent and dreadful, littered with abandoned van trucks from where the stolen cargoes had been.

One of the soldiers burst out through the warehouse door, rifle in hand. “There’s nothing, Boss.”

Alessandro’s stiff fingers popped open two buttons of his shirt as cruel heat rippled through him, his black shirt clinging to strained muscles.

They had moved quicker than lightning itself. Speed limits climbed on wet asphalt as they hurried to track the Russians using the GPS log, only to drive into a dry warehouse yawning with emptiness.

Alessandro’s shoulders crouched over the hood of his car for a beat, palm
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  • MAFIA’S SURROGATE MISTRESS   Chapter 0134

    Both men scrambled against the car hood, the metal thumping beneath their weight. The Nanny jerked back in fright as Alessandro’s fist connected with Alaric’s face yet again. The air between the two brothers turned sour. All Alessandro could see were the photos, sheets, skins, intimacy with a woman he still thought of as his. The next punch slammed right into the car hood, leaving a heavy dent as Alaric dodged it, his own fist moving next into Alessandro’s face before shoving him back. Alaric reached for his gun and pulled the trigger without warning. The bullet swished past Alessandro and impaled Colin’s knee. A cry of anguish erupted into the air as he dragged himself on the ground, blood slickening the asphalt. “That’s for Louisa.” He looked Alessandro dead in the eyes. Alessandro’s fists clenched. He spun around, his gaze locked on the Nanny as he walked towards her. The woman drew back, chest heaving in fright. Unable to handle the nightmares and guilt, she’d run to him w

  • MAFIA’S SURROGATE MISTRESS   Chapter 0133

    “It’s all gone.” “Everything!” Alessandro slammed his foot into his car tyres. Once. Twice. Then several times. “This is bullshit!” Eric clicked his teeth sharply in rage. Their faces held anger, temples ticking with a dangerous rhythm, as the men scrambled around the empty warehouse and tarmac—in search of the Russians. They were gone. Nowhere in sight. The airport tarmac lay silent and dreadful, littered with abandoned van trucks from where the stolen cargoes had been. One of the soldiers burst out through the warehouse door, rifle in hand. “There’s nothing, Boss.” Alessandro’s stiff fingers popped open two buttons of his shirt as cruel heat rippled through him, his black shirt clinging to strained muscles. They had moved quicker than lightning itself. Speed limits climbed on wet asphalt as they hurried to track the Russians using the GPS log, only to drive into a dry warehouse yawning with emptiness. Alessandro’s shoulders crouched over the hood of his car for a beat, palm

  • MAFIA’S SURROGATE MISTRESS   Chapter 0132

    Wind swerved harshly as helicopters rotors whipped violently in the air—ready for take off. Louisa sat strapped at the back of a black Mercedes, hands tied behind her as the car came to a quick halt. The door burst open and she got yanked out by the same Gav man. She never even attempted to wriggle out of his hold. Only her sullen and red-bulging eyes swept across the environment. There were two huge vans parked in a fishtail manner. The liftgate was opened, revealing about twenty crates stacked in the van. Yelling something in Russian, a man tugged out one of the crates—something wooden like with metal sides and a numeric combination padlock strapped to it. She watched him move it towards the large, warming helicopter, and two cahoots followed behind, stacking double crates in their arms. Around her, the chatters of the rest of the men sounded so foreign she couldn't place what was being said but she knew this was enemy territory and she’d just crossed boundaries. Gav nudg

  • MAFIA’S SURROGATE MISTRESS   Chapter 0131

    Alessandro stood at his bedroom patio the next morning, hands fused into his pocket as the cold morning breeze wafted through him like a mocking reminder of the storm and ache waging a war in his chest. He was all dressed up in something casual and ready to drive out of the villa that had turned into hell for him in the past twelve hours. He hadn't even checked up on Louisa. Stepping into the bedroom two doors away would mean peeling off scabs from a fresh injury.His phone rang in his pocket and when he reached for it, Eric’s number was displayed. “What's the report?” His voice was ragged like wheels grinding on stones.“Get here now, Don. We are fucked.” The door slammed shut behind Alessandro as he forced his legs down to the room Louisa had spent the night in. He knocked once. Twice. Thrice. Only silence and the echoes of the heavy thump of his knuckle on the door responded. “Louisa,” He called, her name tasting like something bittersweet in his mouth.With his patience runn

  • MAFIA’S SURROGATE MISTRESS   Chapter 0130

    The dinner was silent.And Louisa hated every bit of the suffocating tension between them. Only the cutlery clinked against the plates and the intense look he had pinned on her as she brought the fork to her mouth in a robotic motion. He was yet to realize her betrayal but she’d just found something shocking that had her rethinking every single thing that had gone down in the past months. He knew her even before she ever met him. He stalked her or probably had men taking photos of every single thing she did. Once in the kitchen a couple of minutes later, with hands stiff under the cold running faucet and lost in the storm that was her mind, only Alessandro’s warm hold on her waist pulled her back. “We shouldn't hide things from each other” His thumb rubbed her midriff subtly. “We did anyway,” she scoffed. He spun her around and cupped her face in his palm. “I–” he faltered to search for the right words. “I only happened to witness that bastard raise his voice at you in public a

  • MAFIA’S SURROGATE MISTRESS   Chapter 0129

    Bang!The retort’s steel door shut with a cold slam, fire crackling from behind the hot furnace as Alessandro stood a few distances away with both hands tight in his pocket. The air was thick with an acrid smell oozing from the retort. “The car’s been towed to the scrap yard, everything appears to be quite normal except those cops down there.” Eric stood next to him, mirroring his rigid stance. “You know what they need” “I’ll have their twenty percent wired and they should be on their way.” Alessandro began moving and Eric followed, their footsteps thudding in sync down the empty crematorium space while the retort rumbled faintly behind. He pushed the door open and got out into the scrapyard covered with heaps of metals and broken car parts littered across the grounds. Two police men in uniforms stood at the corner chugging down beer and chatting lowly between themselves. “What's the report?” Alessandro asked as soon as he approached them. The first man tipped his beer glas

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