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Eighty Two
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2026-08-12 23:40:10
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The Mafia's Princess Eighty Two
Isabella sat on the edge of her bed.Restless.Her mind refused to settle.The conversation she had overheard earlier between Alessandro and Valeria kept replaying inside her head.Again.And again.And again.Alessandro had betrayed his father.The operation.The hijacking.Everything.And Valeria had been involved.That means the Rossis were behind the hijacking.Isabella clenched her hands together.She knew what she had heard.There was no misunderstanding.No confusion.No room for doubt.Alessandro had helped the Rossis.And Don Lorenzo deserved to know.Especially now.Before whatever war was brewing got even worse.Isabella stood up abruptly.She couldn't sit with this information any longer.She had to tell him.Immediately.Without allowing herself time to reconsider, she left her room.The mansion felt unusually quiet.Most of the guards remained stationed outside.The atmosphere throughout the estate had been tense all day.Everyone knew something big was coming.Everyone
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The study was dimly lit.A single lamp cast long shadows across the room while rain tapped softly against the windows.Don Lorenzo sat alone behind his desk.A crystal glass of whisky rested in his hand.Another half-empty bottle stood nearby.Yet despite the alcohol, the anger remained.Burning.Growing.Refusing to leave.The hijacked operation.The Rossis.The disrespect.The betrayal.Everything felt like fuel being poured onto an already raging fire.Lorenzo swirled the amber liquid inside his glass.His expression remained cold.Dangerously cold.The knock came moments later."Come in."The door opened.Luca stepped inside.Don Lorenzo didn't look up immediately.He already knew who it was."You delivered the message?"Luca nodded."It has been done, Boss."That finally earned him Lorenzo's attention.The Don lifted his gaze."Just like I instructed?"Luca allowed himself a faint smile."The body was delivered.""The message was delivered.""And trust me, Boss..."His smile wide
The Mafia's Princess Eighty
The Rossi safe house was unusually quiet that evening.Too quiet.The kind of silence that came before a storm.Don Rossi sat in a leather chair inside the living room, his injured shoulder heavily bandaged beneath his shirt. The pain was still there.Constant.Throbbing.A reminder of Don Lorenzo Valenti's bullet.A reminder of humiliation.And Don Rossi hated being reminded of humiliation.Across from him, Valeria sat scrolling through messages on her phone, though her attention wasn't really on the screen.Her conversation with Alessandro moments ago still replayed in her headIf Don Lorenzo found out the Rossis were involved he would eventually retaliate.The only question was when.Suddenly, the sound of tires crunching against gravel echoed outside.Both father and daughter looked up.Valeria frowned frowned."We're not expecting anyone."Neither was Rossi.Immediately, two armed guards moved toward the windows.Another guard headed for the door.The atmosphere instantly changed
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The screams echoed through the underground room.Sharp.Agonizing.Relentless.But the prisoner still refused to talk.Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.His face had swollen beyond recognition.One eye was completely shut.His breathing came in ragged gasps.Yet somehow, he was still holding on.Don Lorenzo stood several feet away, watching with cold, unreadable eyes.The torture had gone on for nearly an hour.Questions.Demands.Threats.Pain.Nothing worked.The prisoner simply refused to break.Luca stood beside Don Lorenzo, becoming increasingly frustrated."Tell us who hired you."Silence.A Valenti guard drove a fist into the prisoner's stomach.The man groaned.Coughed blood.But still said nothing.Don Lorenzo's jaw tightened.This was becoming ridiculous.Nobody was this loyal.Nobody.Eventually everyone talked.Eventually everyone chose survival.Yet this man seemed determined to die.And that fact bothered Don Lorenzo more than the hijacked operation itself.Bec
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The moment Alessandro entered his room, he shut the door behind him and locked it.His pulse was still elevated from everything happening downstairs.The captured man.The tension in the mansion.The look on Luca's face.None of it was good.And if his suspicions were correct, things were about to get much worse.Alessandro crossed the room quickly and grabbed his phone from his desk.Without hesitation, he dialed Valeria.The call connected after only two rings."Alex?"Her voice came out low and cautious.Alessandro immediately moved toward the window."I think we have a problem."Silence.Then..."What happened?"Alessandro lowered his voice."My father's men brought someone in."Valeria's stomach tightened."What kind of someone?""A man. I don't know him."He glanced toward the hallway."They dragged him straight to the torture room."For a second, Valeria said nothing.Then her voice became tense."Why would that be a problem?"Alessandro frowned."Because the whole mansion is o
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An hour later, the atmosphere inside the Valenti Mansion grew even heavier.The tension that had lingered all morning suddenly sharpened.Something was happening.Everyone could feel it.The front doors burst open as several Valenti men entered the mansion.Between them was a man.A stranger.His hands were bound behind his back.Blood stained his shirt.One eye was swollen shut.His face looked barely recognizable after whatever beating he had received during his capture.The man stumbled forward as one of the guards shoved him."Move."The prisoner nearly fell.Luca appeared from a nearby hallway immediately.His expression hardened the moment he saw the captive.Good.Very good.They finally had someone who could answer questions.Questions that Don Lorenzo desperately wanted answered.Questions that would determine who lived and who died."Take him downstairs," Luca ordered.The guards nodded.Without hesitation, they dragged the prisoner toward a restricted section of the mansion
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