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182. Strands Of Truth And Lies
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The Mafia Princess 215: Become Like Me
Sofia’s POVMy fingers trembled, but not from the cold of the warehouse.The muzzle of my gun stayed locked on Rosita’s skull, my finger curled firm around the trigger, but my vision… my vision was blurring.It wasn’t just fear.Tears were breaking free from my lashes, silent and hot. I couldn’t stop them anymore.They traced my cheeks like ink, dragging everything I’d worked so hard for down with them. Years of planning, of sacrifice, of becoming someone else… shattered in one night like cheap porcelain dropped on the floor.She knew.She fvcking knew everything.I thought I’d hidden well. I thought I was off her radar. Aurora DE Santa was supposed to be perfect. Impeccable. Untouchable. But the Interagent… she never took her eyes off me. Not once. She just waited....waited until the cyber weapon was completed. And then she struck.“Leave my children out of this,” I choked, my voice hoarse as if scraped raw from the inside, “This is between you and me”Rosita tilted her head, h
The Mafia Princess 214: Room 310
Clancy's POVMy Rolls-Royce Phantom came to a halt at the curb of Mayen Tower Hotel, and my driver scrambled out to open the door like his life depended on it.I stepped out slowly.Tailored Armani suit hugging my frame. Polished shoes kissing the concrete like a signature. I didn’t need to say a word--my presence was thunder in silence.Behind me, the other blacked-out luxury vehicles lined up, fanning out like loyal dogs. A king’s entrance.Matteo rushed to my side.He always looked one word away from pissing his pants when I didn’t speak. I preferred it that way.But something felt…off.No bellboy. No doorman. No smiling receptionist to fake welcome. The lobby, though faintly luxurious with its marble tiles and gold-veined counters, was strangely empty. The lights flickered slightly overhead.Chandelier crystals shimmered, but there was no music, no scent of fresh flowers like any true upper-tier hotel should have. It was like someone designed it to appear expensive but forgot
The Mafia Princess 213: The Culprit
Sofia’s POVThe soft rumble of the vehicle beneath me was the only thing I could feel until a voice pierced through the weight in my mind."Your Highness," Agent 47 called gently from the front seat, “We’re close.”My eyes blinked open and I sat up, disoriented for a moment. I had fallen asleep? Damn it.“How long have I been out?” I asked, voice hoarse as I straightened, already reaching for my phone.“Thirty-five minutes. Madam Gloria wants to speak with you,” he added, gaze still fixed ahead like a machine programmed for war.I checked my phone. Two missed calls from Gloria. Just as I was processing that, the screen lit up again with her name.I swiped to answer before the first ring could complete.“Glory, did you find anything?” I asked breathlessly.Her voice came steady but urgent, “Sofia, listen to me. I used Giada’s GPS history to triangulate where her movements deviated. She did arrive at the mall and even stayed about thirty minutes, but after that... she didn’t leave in
The Mafia Princess 212: The Connection
Clancy’s POVThe jet’s wheels had barely kissed the tarmac before I was already loosening the button of my collar. My patience was a rare currency these days, and I had none left to waste. As I descended the jet stairs,a black line of polished vehicles awaited, purring silently beneath the golden morning haze, and Matteo stood in front of them, too eager, too proud. But I wasn't looking at him. My mind wasn’t even in New York anymore.It was back there.Back to her.Back to that goddamn elevator.I should’ve stayed to seize Giada at the parking lot, twist her secrets out of her mouth but the Mayen Tower lead changed everything. That ghost of a hotel, existing on paper but not in my grid? That was no coincidence. That was a declaration of war… or of defiance.And if Aurora DE Santa really was hiding there?I didn’t even realize I had paused at the last step of the jet until a gust of wind kissed my jaw and brought with it a lingering trace of her scent--sweet, clean, faintly flo
The Mafia Princess 211: She Is Missing
The glow of the laptop screen flickered softly in the dark, illuminating the deep furrow between my brows. My fingers paused midair over the keyboard as my eyes tracked the pings on the map."Multiple locations...?" I murmured under my breath, dragging the cursor slowly across the highlighted dots, "No, no, no..." My voice cracked, my chest tightening with every passing second.This wasn’t right.Giada never allowed her GPS to multi-ping unless she thought someone was following her. And she would always text me if something was off. My throat dried instantly. My body stiffened, my palms beginning to sweat. A cold shiver danced down my spine, and I leaned back, blinking rapidly as if the action would somehow reconfigure the chaos in front of me.“Damn it, Giada. What happened?” My voice trembled.I forced my focus and searched the network for possible third-party intrusion. Nothing. No signs of external tracking.Which meant...She triggered this herself.And that only confirmed
The Mafia Princess 210: Giada, Dove Sei
The smooth hum of the laptop fan filled the quiet of the room, but my focus wasn’t on the ambient noise. I sat still, hunched slightly forward, with the VR set clasped over my eyes, immersing me in the final pre-launch review of the cyber weapon prototype. Every component, every thread of code unfolded before me, alive, responsive. I twisted my wrist and the satellite's internal frame rotated mid-air in the virtual space, the HUD interface pulling open the remote-access module with a flick of my fingers.“Remote ports, encryption layer… full override scripts.” I mumbled to myself.A breath escaped my lips. I slowly lifted the VR set from my face and blinked, adjusting back to the dimmed light of the room. My throat felt tight but steady, and I tapped the screen of my phone that had been on record all along."I'm no engineer, Glory, but with what I see, this is a flawless masterpiece," I said, my voice low but confident.Gloria's voice came through, steady and reassuring, “The sy
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