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The Mafia Devil's Princess Victory
The courtroom was ice-cold despite the thick press of bodies. Cameras lined the back walls, media swarmed every bench, and the heavy scent of tension settled like smog in the air. I clutched the edge of the table in front of me, forcing myself to breathe."All rise," the bailiff announced.I stood, heart pounding in my ears as Judge Herrera entered. Beside me, Sebastian didn’t flinch, his gaze steady, locked across the room. On the opposing bench, Damian Hail sat stiffly in a pristine suit, jaw clenched tight. Selene sat beside him, overly composed, hiding behind red lipstick and arrogance. Desmond Hail, their patriarch, held his cane like a scepter.Murderers. Liars. Monsters in tailored suits.Sebastian's fingers brushed mine beneath the table. A silent tether. A lifeline.And in front of us, representing us like a sword drawn at the throat of the powerful, stood Alessio. Calm, focused, voice clear and righteous. Beside him, Alex stood in uniform, files clutched in his hand, face gr
The Mafia Devil's Princess Court
The morning of the lawsuit was merciless. I woke before dawn, unable to sleep, haunted by images of the past. By the time sunlight crested the city skyline, the gravity of what we were about to face weighed on me like concrete. This wasn’t just a trial—it was a reckoning.We arrived at the courthouse in a black Suburban just before 8 a.m. The building rose with cold authority, marble columns and tinted windows reflecting a city already fractured by this scandal. Media vans parked in tight lines around the entrance, cameras blinking like hungry eyes. News broadcasters in wind-whipped coats rehearsed their lines. Reporters adjusted their microphones.Sebastian parked and killed the engine. We all sat in silent tension for a moment.“This is it,” he said quietly.Alessio shifted in the back seat, shoulder aching. “Let’s burn it all down. These bitches tried to kill me. I'll make sure they rot in jail.”I exhaled. “We’re ready.”Aemond folded his arms tight. Tobias stared out the tinted w
The Mafia Devil's Princess War
Three hours after we left, the Novair Manor loomed like a fortress at the edge of the city. Cold, towering, indifferent. It always looked like the kind of place where secrets went to sleep—and woke up screaming.Inside, the drawing room buzzed with unspoken tension.I sat beside Tobias, my hand resting lightly on his small shoulder. He hadn’t said much since the attack. His eyes were distant, haunted. I didn’t push him. I knew that silence all too well. It was the same kind that used to consume me.Across the room, Aemond stood against the far wall, arms crossed tightly over his chest. A fresh bruise bloomed along his jaw, a mark from the earlier chaos. Alessio was stretched out on a recliner, a bloodied sling cradling his arm, and yet somehow he still looked calm—unshakable, like always.“I say we file it,” Alessio said. His voice was low but firm. “We make this public. The lawsuit. All of it. Hit the Hails where it burns. They’re already floundering from public backlash.”“They’ll s
The Mafia Devil's Princess Reunite
The city breathed darkness.The backstreets of Norvale were slick with recent rain, glistening under the flicker of faulty streetlamps. The scent of oil, urine, and old garbage clung to the air. Somewhere in the distance, sirens wailed, but they were too far away to save anyone here.A man bolted through the maze of narrow alleys, gasping for air, shoes slapping against the pavement.Blood dripped from his mouth.He clutched his side where Sebastian had landed the first blow, vicious and precise, a warning shot meant to slow him down, not stop him.But now he was running, because that ghost of a man wasn’t just a hunter.He was death.“Shit,” the man breathed, looking over his shoulder.Nothing.No sign of him.But that was the trick with Sebastian Novair. You never saw him coming. He could disappear into the shadows and emerge right behind you, like he was made of smoke and rage.The man ducked beneath a rusted fire escape, chest heaving. He pressed a hand against the brick wall, for
The Mafia Devil's Princess You Don't Take Away What's Mine
The city lights blurred into streaks of neon as Alessio ran, his breath ragged, chest on fire. His legs burned, muscles screaming, but he didn’t dare stop. Not even for a second.His coat flapped wildly behind him, soaked through from the relentless downpour. The night was cold, colder than any he'd known in months, and every gust of wind cut through his clothes like razors. Underneath the coat, tucked tightly against his chest and zipped into a waterproof binder, were the documents. Names. Ledgers. Transcripts. Signed confessions. Hidden contracts. Evidence that could bring the Hail empire crashing to the ground if they reached the right hands.And now, they were coming for him.Alessio slipped into a back alley, panting, doubling over behind a dumpster, heart pounding so hard it drowned out the sound of the rain. His breath fogged in the cold air, each inhale like a stab to his chest. He peeked over his shoulder, eyes wide. The alley behind him was empty. Silent. But he knew better.
The Mafia Devil's Princess Hunted
The hospital was louder than usual.Nurses rushed across the white-tiled floors, heels clicking, monitors beeping, and intercoms crackling. The scent of antiseptic clung to every corner of the ER. I had just ended my fifth consultation of the day when I stepped outside the treatment room, rubbing the back of my neck, already craving coffee.“Dr. Evans,” a nurse called from behind me, a clipboard in hand. “We’ve got an emergency case incoming. No ID. Trauma. Found unconscious on 7th and Lyra Avenue. They’re bringing her in now.”I nodded wearily. “Vitals?”“Unstable. We might need to call ICU backup.”“Alright,” I said, straightening my coat. “Prep Bay Three. Alert the trauma team.”As I turned down the hallway toward the trauma wing, the sound of gurney wheels skidding against linoleum hit my ears. Paramedics barked orders, and the faint sound of a heart monitor flatlined, just once.I stepped into Bay Three just as the gurney burst through the doors.“She was unresponsive when we fou
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