All Chapters of The Mafia Love Code: Chapter 121 - Chapter 126

Change seems to be the theme for the last several months. Gail is home, and Russ and Dale have given her the complete queen treatment. It’s been good for the three of them to rely on one another especially in their older age. Another thing that has changed is that I don’t run my own squad anymore. I moved up and am doing a special project for the Faceless Assassins that connects with cyber hacking.Turns out, I have my father’s talent for cyber hacking. Working with him allows me to learn something new while bonding with my dad. It’s still weird to call him dad. I never really called Dale dad. Gail I called mom because I knew she needed to have someone that called her mom. I don’t know the full extent of their fertility problems, but I know that it hit Gail the hardest. Personally, I feel like Dale could have gone either way with having kids, but it was something that was important to Gail. Anything important to Gail is important to Dale. I understand that because Rosie and I are the

One would say I’m lucky if luck is something you believe in. I’m not entirely sure that I believe in luck, but I do believe in mystical shit. I even believe in psychics and things of that nature. I’m also huge on Roman mythology. Being all Italian, it feels natural for me to be curious about it. My family and even some of my friends think I’m a little odd for my fondness for mystical things. I honestly don’t really talk to them about it. It’s okay that it’s not their thing or that they don’t fully understand it. They support me and that’s all that matters. Plus, I have one person I can talk about all of this with, and that would be Maverick. He’s my twin flame, which is very different from a soulmate. Our connection isn’t romantic in a sexual sense. We are deeply connected on a spiritual level. We understand each other in a way no one else can understand. It’s like Mav is my other half in a spiritual way. We connect on a level no one else can understand. Mav and I live together, and w

Pushing the bench weights above my head and back down until my sets are done. I always do my arms last because they are the easiest to me. I hate doing legs and core, so I do those first. I go by least favorite to my favorite to keep myself motivated because I don’t enjoy working out for fun. I know there are gym buffs who adore working out, and they don’t even necessarily do a sport that they need to work out for. I’ve always been good at sports. With my wide and massive frame, and being a little over six feet tall, I was recruited to play football in middle school and played all through high school. I could have gone pro, but I fucking hated it. I hated every game, every practice, and everything to do with the damn sport. By the time I graduated, I swore I’d never touch another football, and I haven’t. After high school, I knew I needed something to do other than working as a bouncer. Even if I was only eighteen, I passed for much older because of my height and body frame. I made a