All Chapters of Becoming The Mafia Queen: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

SOFIAI didn't say a word all the way back to my apartment. The city kept moving outside the window, oblivious to the fact that my whole fucking life had just changed. People crossed streets, taxis honked, and lovers kissed on sidewalks. Somewhere out there, someone was probably laughing, lighting a cigarette or scrolling through TikTok, while I sat motionless in the backseat of an SUV, my heartbeat still caught somewhere between adrenaline and disbelief.By the time I unlocked the front door and stepped inside, the silence was pressing down on my shoulders. I dropped my bag on the floor and kicked off my heels, then I walked straight to the couch without even turning on the light. I just sat there, staring at nothing and thinking about the last few hours. I could still feel the cold weight of the revolver in my palm. I could still taste the adrenaline of that final click, and still see Adrian's face in the dark looking so calm and so certain as he raised the pistol and fired into th

SOFIAI hadn't stopped clenching and unclenching my fists since we left the house. My palms were sticky with sweat, and I didn't know if it was because I was about to meet three men who'd spent the last few years running with Enzo Maresca, or because for the first time in my life, I wasn't just playing pretend in this world. I wasn't hiding behind a pretty face and a sharp tongue anymore. I was deep in it now, and that thought alone was terrifying. Adrian drove us himself, which was nice. He didn't say much during the ride, but I noticed the way his hand never left my thigh, with his thumb slowly brushing back and forth like he was trying to make me relax. “You’ll be fine,” he said. “This will be over before you even know it.”“I hope so,” I replied nervously. “What if they hate me?”“Then I’ll rip out their tongues and make them swallow it,” he said, and I smiled nervously as we finally pulled up at the apartment in Brooklyn. The building was really old, with a few windows boarde

SOFIAThe hardest part about watching the video was having to sit there and pretend that I did not recognize the man I was looking at. My blood was boiling at the mere sight of him, and I felt my knees start to wobble as I tried so hard to stay calm. Marco Giordano, the bastard who had taken everything from me. The son of a bitch who had ruined my entire life, and now he was actively trying to ruin my plans as well. How did he find out about Hector? How did he know exactly when to hit the transport? And more importantly, what exactly was he plotting?I looked up to find Adrian staring intently at me, and for a split second I imagined I had absentmindedly given myself away. What if he realized that I knew who Marco was?But no, that couldn't be possible. I'd been extremely careful. My expression was completely blank the entire time, and there was no way he could have figured out the truth just by looking at me. Now, it was time to sell my role even better. "Who is he?" I asked, hand

SOFIAI woke up to the annoying sound of my phone buzzing against the pillow beside me. For a second, I wasn't even sure where I was. Then I blinked and rolled over, and I realized that I was back in my room. The sheets were twisted around my legs, the sun was way too high in the sky, and my phone screen was glowing bright with notifications.There were three missed calls from Tony, and one from Leo. And there was a text from Tony that just said:"Call me when you're up. It’s important."I didn't even bother brushing my teeth first. I called him immediately, dragging myself out of bed as it rang."Hey," I croaked."Good morning," Tony's voice came through, calm and composed as ever. "Adrian told us to start bringing you up to speed today. Me and Leo are meeting you at the warehouse you'll be running. Do you think you can get to Brooklyn in an hour? I’ll send you the location.""Sure,” I replied. “I'll be there.""Good,” he said. “And please don't be late. Leo's already being a bitch a

SOFIAAriana reacted before I even finished her name. She flung herself off the table just as the fake masseuse lunged with a blade, slashing the air where her neck had been seconds ago. The second woman turned to me with her eyes narrowed, and I scrambled backward, crashing off the massage bed and hitting the tiled floor with a sharp grunt.There was no time to think. I just had to move and find a way to get out of this without losing my neck. Adrenaline burned through my veins as I shoved a rolled towel rack into her path, slowing her down for just a second. I got to my feet with my heart pounding against my ribs like a war drum. I saw Ariana in my peripheral vision already fighting off her attacker with brutal efficiency. Her pocketknife flashed as she blocked a strike, then drove her shoulder into the woman's sternum, knocking her into the glass wall with a sickening crunch.Mine was still coming with a sickening smile on her face, he was enjoying this. She knew I wasn’t as strong