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The Mafia’s Reckoning Blood In The Shadow
Chapter Forty The image burned into Alex’s mind—a man he’d buried in memory, now resurrected in flesh and ambition.Leon.Older. Hardened. Alive.Alex’s grip on the phone tightened until the screen flickered under the pressure. The once-blurry lines of the war ahead were now sharpening, and the past—long thought buried—was clawing its way back into the light.Dominic stepped beside him, eyes fixed on the photo. “He was seen near the docks. Same area Diego’s men have been mobilizing.”“So they’re working together,” Alex muttered.“Or circling each other. They both want the throne, but they might not want to share it.”Alex’s jaw tensed. “I don’t care if they want to crown themselves kings. If Leon wants to challenge me, he’ll have to crawl through the ashes of everything he loves.”“Don’t underestimate him, Alex,” Dominic warned. “Leon was always calculating. He doesn’t make moves unless he’s sure of the outcome. If he’s back now, it’s because he believes he can win.”“Then I’ll make
The Mafia’s Reckoning The Ghost We Bury
Chapter Thirty-Nine The room felt suffocating. Alex’s mind spun in circles, each thought darker than the last. Dominic’s silence was louder than any confession. The light above them flickered, casting sharp shadows that seemed to move of their own accord.“Dominic,” Alex said again, firmer now. “What aren’t you telling me?”Dominic walked to the liquor cabinet, his movements measured. He poured a drink—not for Alex, but for himself. That alone told Alex everything he needed to know.“Do you really want the truth?” Dominic said at last, his voice gravelled by years of loyalty and burden. “Because once you hear it, there’s no going back.”Alex clenched his jaw. “I want it.”Dominic downed the drink and leaned on the counter, his eyes finally meeting Alex’s. “Your father made enemies. You know that. But what you don’t know is that not all of them came from outside our organization.”The floor seemed to tilt under Alex. “What are you saying?”“I’m saying he didn’t just die, Alex. He was
The Mafia’s Reckoning Ghosts That Bleed
Chapter Thirty-Eight The darkness held no power over Salvatore Morano. He had lived in it, killed in it, and been reborn within its belly. The world believed him dead—a casualty of a forgotten war between syndicates, consumed in a blaze meant to erase his existence. But fire does not kill a man like Salvatore. It reforges him. He sat in a quiet room beneath the ancient catacombs of Palermo, Italy. The walls were stone and sweat-soaked history, carved with symbols from the days of old Cosa Nostra. Candles flickered around him, throwing long shadows across the table where a map of New York was laid bare. A red circle marked a single name: Alex Morano. Salvatore traced the ink slowly with a weathered finger, his gold signet ring tapping once on the dot. “My son,” he whispered, though there was no affection in the word. Only fire. “The empire you build stands on stolen bricks.” Behind him, footsteps echoed. A figure stepped from the shadows: Adriano Vescari, one of Salvatore’s ol
The Mafia’s Reckoning The Judas Veil
Chapter Thirty-Seven Rain poured in sheets against the city, drenching the streets in a cold, relentless rhythm. Lightning flared overhead, casting brief, stark shadows across the Morano estate. Inside, Alex stood in his study, watching the storm. The events of the last few days had shaken the foundation of everything he had built. Betrayals, shifting loyalties, and the looming silence between him and Sophia had hollowed out any remaining certainty.But tonight, there would be no silence.Sophia entered the room quietly. Her hair was damp, her coat soaked from the downpour. Her eyes locked onto Alex’s. Neither of them spoke at first—words felt too heavy, too dangerous. But the tension between them was a live wire.“I need to tell you something,” Sophia said at last, her voice barely above a whisper. “About Diego.”Alex turned fully, jaw tense. “You knew something, didn’t you?”“I didn’t want to believe it. But I saw him… with your father.”The silence that followed was a black hole.
The Mafia’s Reckoning The Fracture Beneath
Chapter Thirty-SixMorning crept over the estate like a thief, quiet and cautious, as though afraid to disturb the fragile peace that had settled during the night. The sun broke through storm-streaked clouds, casting golden light on the tiled roofs and walls still darkened by soot and bullet marks. Birds sang—but even their melody felt subdued, uncertain.Alex stood shirtless at the edge of the terrace, the scar down his side exposed to the chill of dawn. He was no longer the man who once ruled from behind glass towers and designer suits. Power had shifted. Loyalty had been tested. Blood had been spilled. And last night… last night had changed something even deeper.Inside, Sophia stirred beneath the silk sheets, her limbs tangled, her hair a wild halo across the pillow. She wasn’t just a complication anymore. She was becoming something far more dangerous—indispensable.Alex returned inside, his mind already calculating the next move.Sophia sat up slowly, watching him. “You don’t sle
The Mafia’s Reckoning Blood In Silence
Chapter Thirty-Five The sun rose slowly over the estate, casting long shadows over the bloodstained courtyards. The aftermath of Antonov’s ambush was still being cleared—bodies removed, walls patched, and silence forced upon every crack that once echoed with violence. But the silence wasn’t peace.It was anticipation.Alex stood in the war room, his shoulder bandaged but his mind sharper than it had been in days. Across the table, Dominic paced with a tablet in his hand, pulling up intelligence reports, while Vega leaned against the wall, arms crossed.“Antonov’s retreat wasn’t a surrender,” Dominic muttered. “It was a regroup. He lost men, yes, but he knows more now than he did before. And we’ve exposed our defensive strategy.”Alex nodded slowly. “And Sophia.”Dominic looked up. “You still think she tipped them off?”“She fought beside us,” Vega cut in. “She took a bullet for one of our men. If that’s a double-cross, it’s a hell of a convincing one.”Alex didn’t respond immediately
The Mafia’s Reckoning Ember Beneath the Ice
Chapter Thirty-Four The silence inside the villa was stifling, the kind that came not from peace but from too many truths buried beneath the surface. Outside, the wind whispered through the cypress trees lining the property, their branches swaying like quiet witnesses to everything that had transpired within these walls.Alex sat in the study, a tumbler of bourbon in hand, the amber liquid untouched. The fireplace crackled beside him, casting flickering shadows across the room. But he wasn’t looking at the flames. His eyes were fixed on the stack of documents Diego had left behind—financial reports, offshore accounts, encrypted messages—evidence of betrayal wrapped in ink and numbers.He leaned back in the leather chair, jaw clenched, mind spinning. Every thread he pulled led deeper into a web Diego had woven right under his nose. And somehow, Sophia was connected. Whether by circumstance or choice, she was no longer just a variable—she was becoming the axis everything rotated around
The Mafia’s Reckoning The Edge Of The Blade
Chapter Thirty-ThreeTime was slipping away.Forty-eight hours.That was all they had to intercept the mysterious shipment. And if Elena’s intel was accurate, it wasn’t just any cargo—it was leverage. The kind that could shift the war in Luca Romano’s favor if left unchecked.Alex stood in the war room, surrounded by maps, digital feeds, and the scent of burned coffee and gun oil. Every detail mattered now. Every move had to be precise.Sophia was at his side, scanning through the encrypted data Elena had decrypted just hours before. Her brow furrowed as she read, cross-referencing locations and personnel codes. She hadn’t slept much, but neither had Alex.“Three possible drop zones,” she said. “All within a ten-mile radius. But this one—” she pointed at a warehouse near the waterfront—“has four separate security feeds and a heavy increase in thermal signatures in the past twenty-four hours.”Alex leaned in. “They’re guarding it. That’s the one.”Dominic entered, a folder in hand, fre
The Mafia’s Reckoning The Fire Between Us
Chapter Thirty-TwoThe morning light filtered in through the sheer curtains, pale and gray like the city’s breath had turned cold overnight. Sophia stirred first, her eyes fluttering open to the unfamiliar warmth of Alex’s arm draped around her. His body was still, silent, except for the slow rise and fall of his chest. She listened to his heartbeat beneath her cheek. Steady. Strong. Human.For the first time in months, she didn’t feel alone.But as her fingers brushed against the faint scar just below his ribs—a wound from a bullet he never spoke of—she was reminded that this man, for all his strength and dominance, bled just like her.And that scared her more than anything.She gently eased herself out of bed, wrapping the silk sheet around her as she walked toward the window. The city was already alive. Cars moved like ants below. People bustled in ignorance of the war quietly brewing just beneath their feet.Behind her, Alex stirred.“You’re awake,” he said, voice husky from sleep
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