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The Mafia Protocol Hidden Game
The air was thick with anticipation. Riccardo stood at the balcony of the penthouse, the city sprawling beneath him, lights flickering like distant stars. He had conquered the immediate threat, but his mind never rested. His empire was a fragile thing, built on trust, betrayal, and violence. All it took was a single misstep to watch it crumble.“You’re thinking too much,” Camilla’s voice broke through his thoughts as she stepped onto the balcony beside him.Riccardo turned to her, his gaze softening for just a moment before the weight of his responsibilities settled back in. “It’s not enough. We dealt with Mendoza, but there’s still so much left to unravel.”Camilla rested her hand on his arm, her touch grounding him. “You did what had to be done. The rest… we’ll handle it, together.”Her words were a comfort, but Riccardo knew better than to believe that everything could be handled with words alone. This was a game of power, a game with no rules but the ones you made yourself.“The w
The Mafia Protocol The Price Of Power
The panic room was silent except for the sound of Riccardo’s breath, steady and controlled despite the chaos outside. His gaze never left Mendoza, who now stood before him, shaking in his expensive suit, a man who had once been untouchable, now reduced to pleading.Riccardo’s lips curved into a cruel smile. “You thought you could outsmart me,” he said, his voice low, almost calm. “That you could take from me without paying the price.”Mendoza’s eyes darted to the door, to the men who had been sent to protect him, now either dead or scattered. His mouth was dry as he tried to regain some semblance of composure. “Falcone, listen to me. We can still work something out. There’s always a way—”“No,” Riccardo interrupted, his tone hardening. “There’s no more negotiating. You made your choice when you sided with the wrong people.”Mendoza’s eyes narrowed as he tried to hold onto some shred of his former power. “You don’t have to do this. You don’t have to kill me. Think about what you’re thr
The Mafia Protocol A Storm Of Vengeance
The night had fallen heavy over the city, but the storm brewing inside Riccardo was far more violent than any weather system. His empire was under siege, and every fiber of his being was tuned to the pulse of his vengeance. The sense of loss that had crippled him now fueled him with a singular purpose—nothing mattered except annihilating those who had dared to touch what was his.Marco stood at the entrance of the war room, arms crossed as he watched Riccardo, who had yet to remove his suit, still wearing the weight of his grief like a second skin. The man had always been a force to reckon with, but tonight, Riccardo’s rage was an unstoppable tide, pushing him toward an abyss where redemption was a foreign concept.“Riccardo,” Marco began, his voice measured but firm. “We’ve got eyes on Mendoza’s movements. He’s not taking this lying down.”Riccardo’s eyes, cold and distant, flicked toward Marco. “I know. And he’s going to regret every move he makes.”Marco sighed, his voice low. “We
The Mafia Protocol Ashes of the Past
The world seemed to stop.Riccardo stood in the warehouse, his arms trembling as he held Camilla’s lifeless body in his arms. Her blood stained his shirt, mingling with the darkening bruises around her neck and the traces of pain still etched in her expression. It felt like the air had been sucked out of the room, leaving him suffocating in his grief. Her absence was a gaping wound in the center of his chest, and every breath he took only seemed to deepen the ache.It wasn’t supposed to happen like this.He had promised her that he would protect her. He had sworn that nothing would touch her. And now, she was gone, stolen from him by the very world he had fought to control.Her body felt so light in his arms, so fragile. It was a stark contrast to the woman who had stood by him through every battle, every trial. The woman who had fought for their empire, for their survival, with a fierce determination that mirrored his own.He closed his eyes, a deep, guttural sound escaping his throa
The Mafia Protocol Endgame
The city was a ghost under the shroud of night—its streets empty, the air heavy with anticipation. Camilla stood on the rooftop of their penthouse, the wind tugging at her hair as she looked out over the skyline. Below, the city felt like an intricate puzzle, its pieces scattered in every direction. The next move was the last one. She could feel it in her bones.Riccardo’s footsteps approached, and she didn’t need to turn to know it was him. She could feel his presence even when he was silent. He stood next to her, his gaze following hers, his posture a reflection of the same tense anticipation.“We’ve reached the endgame,” he said, his voice low, but with an edge of finality.Camilla nodded, her eyes never leaving the horizon. “I know. Everything we’ve done has led to this moment. If we don’t succeed tonight, it’s over.”Riccardo’s jaw tightened, but he said nothing. He didn’t need to say anything. They both knew what was at stake.Hours earlier, the plan had been set into motion. Ca
The Mafia Protocol Trial By Fire
The air was thick with tension as Camilla and Riccardo prepared for their next move. The plan was simple in its execution but complex in its implications. They had to outsmart the Mendoza cartel, show them they were not to be underestimated, and reclaim their position in the criminal hierarchy. But nothing in their world was ever truly simple.In the darkened war room, Camilla stood before the massive table, a map of the city sprawled across it. Each move, each decision, was a calculated risk—one that could either strengthen their power or tear it all down. The stakes had never been higher.“We can’t wait any longer,” Camilla said, her voice sharp with authority. “The longer we hesitate, the more vulnerable we become.”Riccardo was seated at the head of the table, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the surface. His eyes were cold, focused on the map as he traced the routes and connections, mentally planning their next steps. He looked up at her, his expression hard. “You’re righ
The Mafia Protocol The Heart Of The Storm
The city felt different the next morning—heavier, as if the air itself was charged with the weight of what was to come. Camilla stood on the balcony of their penthouse, staring out at the skyline as the first light of dawn broke through the clouds. The city was hers now, or at least, it would be. But nothing ever came easy in this world, and she knew it was just a matter of time before the storm hit.Behind her, Riccardo moved through the suite, his footsteps quiet but purposeful. She could feel his presence, the steady rhythm of his movements, and the subtle tension in the air that had lingered since the night before.“You’ve been quiet,” he said, his voice low, almost distant.She turned to face him, her gaze softening. “Just thinking.”“About?”“Everything,” she replied, her lips curling into a faint smile. “About how this city, this world… It’s all a game. And I’m just getting started.”Riccardo stepped closer, his eyes scanning her face with a mixture of concern and admiration. “
The Mafia Protocol What Lies Beneath
The following days were a blur of decisions, strategy, and an unsettling sense of calm. The world around them seemed to continue, unaffected by the storm that had just passed. But Camilla knew better. Beneath the surface, everything was changing.She stood in the war room, her gaze fixed on the map of the city spread out before her. Riccardo, Marco, and their top men were all gathered around the table, discussing their next move. The remnants of Viktor’s empire were scattered, but the pieces still held power. And power, as they knew all too well, was a dangerous thing.“Viktor may be gone,” Riccardo said, his voice low, “but his influence isn’t. We need to move quickly and take control of his territories. If we don’t, someone else will.”Camilla’s fingers drummed on the edge of the table, her mind racing. “We can’t just take control. It’s not that simple. We need to eliminate any threats that could rise up in the wake of Viktor’s death.”Riccardo’s eyes met hers. “That’s why you’re he
The Mafia Protocol The Final Play
The gunfire echoed in the penthouse like a storm breaking, filling every corner with a violent symphony. Camilla’s pulse raced as she ducked behind a pillar, heart thundering in her chest. Riccardo’s voice cut through the chaos like a beacon.“Stay low and stay close,” he shouted to her.She nodded, her fingers tightening around the weapon in her hand. The world outside the chaos seemed to shrink down to the present moment—survival, retribution, and the man who had orchestrated it all. Viktor Zorakov had set this trap, but he hadn’t anticipated what would happen next.The armed men, Viktor’s hired muscle, moved swiftly, but not swiftly enough. Riccardo and Marco were two steps ahead, returning fire with ruthless precision. Camilla’s gaze locked on Viktor, standing at the center of the room with an almost eerie calmness as bullets flew around him.“You’ve underestimated them,” she muttered to herself, her hand steadying her grip on the gun.The sound of a bullet ricocheting off the gla
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