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Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 365
MARCOLight bled through the curtains. Pale, soft, warm. I opened my eyes to the sound of nothing. No chaos. No gunfire. Just peace.Sarah lay next to me, her back half turned, hair across the pillow like waves in the sheets. I shifted, leaned in, brushed the hair from her face. Soft. She breathed slow, lips parted, still in a dream somewhere. I kissed her on the forehead.Her eyes blinked open slow. She looked at me, voice still full of sleep.“Where you going today?”I sat up, reached for my watch on the nightstand.“Something I need to finish,” I said. “Something that’ll make us safe. For good.”She frowned. I saw it coming. Same look she gave every time I said I had “something to finish.” She didn’t ask more. Didn’t press. She knew by now if I didn’t say it, it was heavy.I reached to touch her cheek again. She turned her head away, gentle but firm. That part hurt more than any bullet I ever took.“I don’t like this,” she said.I stood, pulled on my shirt. “Come,” I said. “Let me
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 364
MARCOThe whiskey burned just right tonight. I stood by the window in my study, glass in hand, watching the quiet street outside. The city never really slept, but my house had, for the first time in days, it was silent. No footsteps. No broken furniture. No shaking breaths from the woman I swore I’d protect.My phone buzzed. I didn’t even need to look. I already knew.“Package delivered. Ready when you are.”The Executioner never sent words unless it was done.I let out a long breath. Angelo was in our hands now.“He thought he could hurt what’s mine and get away with it,” I muttered, staring at the streetlamp flickering outside. “He really believed I wouldn’t come for him.”He didn’t just cross the line. He burned the line, pissed on it, and laughed while doing it.My mind wandered back to that night. The door hanging off the hinges. Shattered glass crunching under my boots. Sarah standing there in the middle of it all, barefoot, trembling, trying to pretend she wasn’t scared. Her vo
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 363
EXECUTIONER Streets were dead. Not just quiet. Dead.No cars, no footsteps, not even a stray dog. Just that buzz from a busted streetlamp above me and the sound of my boots scraping the pavement. One of my gloves dangled from my fingers, damp with sweat and someone else’s panic. Other hand stayed tucked in my coat, fingers brushing the edge of the blade like it needed calming.I didn’t rush. No need. Vincenzo was already packed up and done. A quiet job. The way it should be. Left him laid out like some trash bag someone forgot to take out.Didn’t feel good. Didn’t feel bad either. Wasn’t about that.Enzo, Miguel, Vince.Three down.Only one name left.Angelo.The boss.Always the same story. The loudest one, the one barking orders while the others swing the bat. Thinks he’s untouchable till the walls close in and the floor drops. Then he starts to sweat.My phone buzzed. Burner. Black plastic. No number on the screen.I didn’t need a name.“Yeah,” I answered.Marco’s voice came in qu
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 362
THIRD PERSONThe place felt hollow. No laughter, no music, no clinking bottles, no heels tapping across the tiles. Just air thick and stale. The blinds were halfway shut, slats of sunlight cutting across the floor like prison bars. It smelled like old smoke and sweat that didn’t wash out.Vincenzo woke slow, his body aching like he’d been hit by a truck. The blanket was bunched up at his feet. The couch creaked under him as he sat up. His mouth tasted like something died in it.He blinked a few times, let his eyes adjust. Nothing moved. No voices. No girls whispering, no giggles. No smell of perfume. Just dust in the air.His throat was dry. His chest felt tight.He looked over to the window. Angelo’s chair sat there. Still. Empty.No coffee mug on the sill. No half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray. Nothing.His heart thumped once, heavy.That chair? That was Angelo’s spot. First thing in the morning, every day. Like clockwork. Sit there, smoke in hand, black coffee, watching the stree
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 361
THIRD PERSONAngelo stood by the stove, waiting for the coffee to bubble. The place smelled like stale smoke and sweat. The girls were gone. Music was dead. Just him and Vincenzo now, and whatever ghosts were still floating in the corners of the room.He scrolled his phone again. Nothing. No texts. No missed calls.He tapped the back of it against the counter, slow, like the sound might trigger a vibration. It didn’t.First Enzo. Now Miguel. Nobody says goodbye anymore?He poured the coffee, black and strong, and took a long drag off his cigarette. The bitter sip hit his tongue, settled in his chest. It didn’t help. Not really.He leaned back on the counter, eyes following Vincenzo across the room. The guy was pacing again. Barefoot. Shirtless. Chewing gum too loud like he needed to hear something break.“You think Miguel’s ghostin’ or what?” Vincenzo asked.Angelo shrugged. Kept it calm. “Probably sleeping off the coke.”Vincenzo snorted. “Nah, man. Miguel don’t sleep. That guy’s a d
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 360
THIRD PERSON Sun came in through the torn blinds like it didn’t care what happened the night before. The place stank of liquor, sweat, old food, smoke. Bottles were everywhere. The deck was littered with ash and broken glass. Miguel was up already. Boxers only. Eyes swollen. Hair wild. He paced the floor barefoot, stepping over a bra, a girl’s purse, and someone’s spilled coke bag. He rubbed at his jaw with one hand, holding his phone in the other. He muttered, low and sharp. “He would’ve called. He would’ve called.” The couch behind him creaked as Vincenzo groaned awake, still half-drunk, eyes barely open. One of the girls was passed out naked on the carpet, curled like a cat near the stereo. Another was sitting on the edge of the sink counter, legs crossed, eating a dry sandwich with one hand, scrolling through someone’s phone with the other. Angelo stood by the sliding door. The balcony outside was full of cigarette butts and busted furniture. He lit another smoke. Leane
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