تسجيل الدخولThis bottle girl, new to the club, always demanded I serve her. And only me. She was good for business, so I let it slide. Then, one weekend, two in the morning. I’m in bed in the penthouse. She calls, barking orders at me. “I’m in the ‘Paradise’ suite. Get up here with a bottle and get me right.” I almost laughed. The girl was an idiot. “It’s 2 AM. Are you ordering me around? I’m not your bodyguard or your dealer.” She sneered, her voice dripping with arrogance. “My cousin is the club manager. You should feel honored to serve me. By the way, your ‘protection fee’ is late this month. Get your ass over here now, or I’ll have my cousin dump you in the Chicago River.” Oh. She had no idea. The docks along the Chicago River… they’re mine. All of them.
عرض المزيد"You can all go," I said, waving the Capos away. "Vincent. You stay."The others filed out, leaving just Vincent and me in the empty room.Vincent still wore his usual ass-kissing smile. "Don. Is there anything else you need me to handle?"I didn't answer. I picked up another, thinner file from the table."Vincent, I have a question for you." I opened it slowly. "Marco embezzled eight hundred and forty-seven thousand dollars. Why did half of it end up in your mistress Isabella's bank account?"Vincent's smile froze on his face."Don, I... I don't know what you're talking about..."I threw the bank statements in front of him.Every transfer was there in black and white.Vincent’s face turned the color of paper. "Don, I can explain...""Explain what?" My voice went cold. "Explain how you were taking a cut from Marco every month? Ten, twenty, thirty thousand dollars?""Explain how you buried every complaint against him and let him run wild in my club?""Or explain how you lied to my face
I opened the file to the second part. The evidence of Marco’s abuse of his own people.A picture of an old woman appeared on the screen."This is Sal's wife, Anna Moretti."I pressed play. A trembling woman’s voice came through the speakers."My husband Sal... he was loyal to the Grimaldi family for twenty years... He never did a single thing against the family..."Anna’s voice broke. "That day, Marco called my husband to his office... to 'talk'... When Sal came home, his left hand was torn up, his right hand was broken... he couldn't even hold a glass...""Marco threatened him. He said if he didn't take the transfer, he'd make sure he could never work in Chicago again... My husband was forced to sign that fake paper, and they threw him in the warehouse like a piece of trash..."The recording continued. Anna’s sobs grew louder."My husband has nightmares every night now. He's lost over twenty pounds... The doctor says it's severe depression..."The air in the room grew heavier."This i
"We don't go to war yet," I told Antonio calmly. "Let them show their whole hand. Then we close the net."Antonio was silent for a few seconds. "I understand, Don," he said, the disappointment clear in his voice.The next morning, driving to the club, I saw the back entrance was blocked.Three black, unlicensed vans were parked across the alley. A dozen tattooed thugs stood around them, holding baseball bats and crowbars.They were stopping every delivery truck, yelling that they wanted "the Don to explain himself."I stayed in the car, watching through the bulletproof glass. They were just pawns. Street muscle the Romanos were using.They thought they were fighting for "justice."They didn't know they were just pieces on a board, ready to be sacrificed.I took out my phone and sent Antonio a short message:"The fish are biting. Close the net."That night, in the secret conference hall in the mansion's basement.This was the most secure room in the Grimaldi family.Around the massive c
As the guards dragged Bianca from my car, she didn’t leave.She stood in the shadows of the parking garage, staring at me with pure hatred."Nico," she hissed, her voice like a snake. "You think my cousin was the only one skimming for the last five years?"I watched her through the car window. I said nothing."He has someone protecting him!" Bianca laughed, spitting out her last threat. "You're going to regret this! Just wait!"She turned and vanished into the night.I lit a cigar and took a long drag.Marco had someone behind him. I knew that much.A simple club manager wouldn't have the balls to challenge the family's authority so openly.Letting them run was part of the plan. I was waiting for the big fish to come to me.Now, the real game was starting.Two weeks later, late one night.I was in my study going over some files when the encrypted phone rang."Don, we have a big problem!" Antonio's voice was frantic. "There's trouble brewing inside the family!"I put the files down. "Te












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