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Author: Natty
last update publish date: 2026-09-18 23:10:42

Alessandro did not come back until the sky was already turning light.

I heard the cars first. Then the front door. Then his footsteps on the stairs. I was still awake, sitting against the headboard with the lamp on low, when he walked into the bedroom. There was a dark smear along his collarbone and a split on his lower lip. He looked at me the way he always did after these nights—checking, counting, making sure I was still in one piece.

“It’s done,” he said.

“The lieutenant?”

“Gone. Two of the
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  • The Mafia Kings Stripper   49

    The leak showed itself two days later.Alessandro had been tracking the pattern of Bella’s escapes for almost a week. Every time his teams got close, she moved just early enough to disappear. The timing was too clean. Someone was feeding her the moment his people left the house or changed position. He stopped telling the full plan to anyone except Marco and two of his oldest men. Then he set a false schedule and waited.It worked.On the second night of the trap, a low-level driver named Paolo made a short call from the back of the property. One of the quiet men Alessandro trusted intercepted it. The number traced to a phone that had been used to move money for Bella three weeks earlier. Paolo was brought into the study in handcuffs before midnight.I was not supposed to see any of it, but the house was not big enough to hide the sound of a man begging. Alessandro’s voice stayed low and flat the entire time. When the study door finally opened again, Paolo was no longer speaking. Two m

  • The Mafia Kings Stripper   48

    Alessandro did not come back until the sky was already turning light.I heard the cars first. Then the front door. Then his footsteps on the stairs. I was still awake, sitting against the headboard with the lamp on low, when he walked into the bedroom. There was a dark smear along his collarbone and a split on his lower lip. He looked at me the way he always did after these nights—checking, counting, making sure I was still in one piece.“It’s done,” he said.“The lieutenant?”“Gone. Two of the men who moved money for Bella with him.” He pulled the bloodstained shirt over his head and dropped it on the floor. “She wasn’t there. Again. But the circle around her is getting smaller.”I watched him walk into the bathroom. The water ran for a long time. When he came back out the blood was gone but the exhaustion sat deeper in his face. He sat on the edge of the bed and rested his forearms on his knees.“Volkov is protecting her harder now,” he said. “That means she still has value. The sec

  • The Mafia Kings Stripper   47

    The day after the warehouse felt like the calm before something worse.Alessandro slept for three hours and then was up again, moving through the house with that same focused energy he always carried after a fight. The cut on his jaw had already started to bruise. He barely noticed it. His attention was on the next move, the next report, the next name that needed to be crossed off.I stayed close because there was nowhere else to go. The house remained locked down. Marco and the others rotated through the rooms in shifts. Every conversation I overheard carried the same undercurrent. Bella was still out there. Volkov was still answering the losses with new attacks. The war had no pause button.Around midday a call came in that changed the temperature in the room. Alessandro took it in the study with the door half open. I heard enough.One of his remaining legitimate businesses—a small import office near the docks—had been hit. Not burned this time. Cleared out. Files taken. Two clerks

  • The Mafia Kings Stripper   46

    The news came just after midnight.Alessandro’s phone lit up on the nightstand. He answered on the first ring, listened without speaking for almost a full minute, then sat up in one sharp movement. The shift in his body language pulled me awake instantly.“Where?” he asked. A pause. “How many confirmed?” Another pause. “Hold the perimeter. Do not go in until I’m there.”He ended the call and was already reaching for his clothes.“What happened?” I asked.“We found one of the places Bella has been using. Warehouse on the river. Volkov’s people are there with her. At least eight of them.” He pulled on a black shirt and checked his gun with the same calm he used for everything deadly. “This ends tonight.”“You’re going yourself.”“Yes.” He looked at me. “Marco stays with you. The house stays locked. If you hear anything that doesn’t sound right, panic door. No arguments.”I got out of bed and walked to him. For a second I just stood there, looking at the man who was about to walk into an

  • The Mafia Kings Stripper   45

    Alessandro left before sunrise with twelve men.He didn’t tell me where he was going. He only said that the house was to stay locked, that Marco had full authority, and that if anything felt wrong I was to use the panic door and not come out until I heard his voice. He kissed me once, hard and brief, then walked out. The convoy disappeared down the long drive while the sky was still gray.The hours that followed felt stretched and thin.I stayed in the main living room with Marco and two other men. No one talked much. Phones buzzed with updates that Marco read and answered in short sentences. I gathered enough from the one-sided conversations to understand that Alessandro was moving on several locations at once. Places Bella had been seen. Places connected to the money she had used to pay the earlier shooters. The war with Volkov was still burning, but today the focus had narrowed to the woman who used to share his bed.Around noon one of the calls lasted longer than the others. Marco

  • The Mafia Kings Stripper   44

    The quiet after Bella’s visit didn’t last long.Two days later the first real answer came in the form of a fire.One of Alessandro’s remaining clubs on the north side went up in flames just after midnight. Three of his men were inside when it started. Only one made it out. The message was clear enough without words. Volkov and Bella were done with small probes. They were ready to burn pieces of his world until something broke.Alessandro left the house before the sun was up. He kissed the side of my head, told Marco to keep me in the main rooms, and walked out with six men. I watched the cars disappear down the drive and tried not to count the hours.The day stretched. I moved between the living room and the kitchen like a ghost. Marco stayed close enough that I could hear him breathing. Every time a phone rang the whole house seemed to pause. Reports came in pieces. The fire was deliberate. Accelerant. Someone had known exactly when the back exit would be blocked. Bella’s knowledge o

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