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The Mafia Devil's Princess A Stranger
Bellgrave Cemetery was the kind of place where even the wind whispered secrets it shouldn’t.The car’s headlights cut through the mist as I pulled up just past the old rusted gates. A shiver crawled down my spine the moment I stepped out, gravel crunching beneath my boots. Midnight had arrived quietly, but the air screamed with tension—sharp, watchful, as though the dead themselves were holding their breath.I shouldn’t have come alone.But something in that note… something in the way “proof” was written had clawed into me. This wasn’t some petty game. Whoever sent it knew things no outsider should. And if there was even a chance they were telling the truth about my father’s death, I had to know.I pocketed my keys and slipped my phone into my coat. No signal. Of course.“Brilliant,” I muttered, my breath curling in the cold air.Graves stretched out in crooked lines across the hill, some leaning as if trying to whisper into their neighbors. I followed the path illuminated by the moon
The Mafia Devil's Princess Victory Party
Victory tastes like champagne and laughter.The courtyard of the Noir De Costas’ private estate was transformed into a dreamscape. Lanterns floated above us like suspended stars. The fountain in the middle—once dry and cracked from years of disuse—now gushed with violet-tinted water that shimmered under the moonlight. Laughter rolled across the night like music, rising from every corner of the party as the family—our family—celebrated the end of a dark chapter.We’d won.Not just the legal case.We won our names back.Our dignity.Our lives.I stood at the center of it all, in a satin black dress that fit like a second skin. My hair was pinned up, a few curled strands framing my face. I wasn’t used to feeling beautiful, not without a bruise, not without blood beneath my fingernails. But tonight—I let myself be.“Kierra,” Alession called, raising a crystal flute in his hand as he approached with his tie half-loosened. “To justice finally showing up—even if she was late.”I laughed and
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
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