All Chapters of Sins of The Mafia: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

LucianAs I gazed out the tinted windows and saw her exiting the restaurant with a radiant, sun kissed carefree smile on her face, my hands clenched, my fingers tightened around the steering wheel. I felt a surge of anger within me. It wasn’t just about what her brother had done, It was about the fact she got to live a privileged life. Why does she get to be so happy while my sister is miserable after what her b*st*rd brother did to her? Sienna Morreti, 25 years old, is completing her residency program to become a nurse. Guess that matches her generous nature that Adrian would often brag about. Adrian and I practically grew up together, but he always kept his sister away from everyone, including me. A wise decision on his part; he probably always knew what kind of person I would become. She'd always been breathtakingly stunning with elegant long, wavy hair and soft hazel eyes that always sparked with innocence. I had often caught her hiding by the stairs, tryi

SiennaMy family home was picturesque. A red front door with a golden knocker. Black and white checkered flooring. A wooden staircase with a shine and a sparkling chandelier. The house is empty when I arrive; Mom and dad are in London. Since dad retired from his position as the head, he’s barely in the city, always off to somewhere else. Mom, needing attention, follows him anywhere he goes. Someone looking from the outside might think people who live here are happy, but they don’t know all this stuff is built on blood money. I was miserable here my whole childhood; only Adrian was there for me. Dad was old-fashioned; his thoughts were that girls are useless, so he ignored me most of the time, which I think is great. It was better to be ignored rather than get noticed by him. Mom did whatever dad told her, so that’s what she did, doted on Adrian all day, and ignored me. Adrian tried to fight for me. When he was younger, he didn’t understand why he got to stay home

Sienna I almost turned to this boss guy to tell him the truth. “No, he wasn’t. He was dragging me-” My words cut out as I saw the face standing before me. Lucian. How can I forget that face, the first man I ever had a crush on, also the man who was in open war with my brother. “Take him out,” he said in a completely detached voice and gazed down at me with those icy blue eyes, a cold look on his face. I was stuck staring at him. He'd gotten even more beautiful than the last time I saw him. Adrian never brought his friends home, but on rare occasions they came, Adrian would ask me to stay in my room. But I would sneak out to take a look at Lucian every time. If we ever crossed paths, he would ignore me and move on. “You done staring?” His deep voice broke me out of the trance. “I'm not staring,” I rushed out. He gave me a look I couldn't quite decipher. “What are you doing here?” he asked in a deep voice. “Uh, it's a restaurant. I'm here to dine,

Lucien An hour later Tony is sitting right across from me and Nico is standing right beside me. It’s after midnight but it seems Tony needed this meeting. urgently. “How can we help you Tony?” I asked. “It's getting harder to get a hold of you nowadays.” He said with a sly grin. “Oh you know how much work it is being the Don.” I smirk, taunting him He sneered at that before smiling. “Ah yes I know your father was the best one I had seen so far. But that’s not what I’m here to talk about. I’m here to talk about business.” He said. “So talk.” I said coldly, I know my taunting tone gets under his tone because his eye twitches. “We need to expand our drug business.” He said. “We’re already doing our business with the Mexican Mafia.” I said as I folded my arms over my chest and leaned back in my seat. “But still let’s hear what you have to share.” “I know we are but I’m in the talks with the Albanians, they’re providing great rates for drugs a

Sienna“$100,000.” Lucian said from the back of the hall. The air was tense and thick, as if charged with an impending storm. The silence followed was sharp and brittle, the slightest sound would cause the storm to crash. The chandeliers light flickered, casting shadows over everyone’s uneasy and stiff faces. No one moved for a whole minute as this moment seemed fragile, being dominated by both the Moretti and Deluca heirs. Adrian’s hands clenched, he swore under his breath before yelling. “$150,000.” My eyes widened. That’s a lot of money. Before I could have said anything Lucian yelled back, “$200,000.” Adrian tensed beside me before bidding $250,000. I thought that was the end of it but then I heard, “$400,000.” Hell, that guy is crazy. I held onto Adrian’s shoulder and whispered to him before he could bid again, “Let it go Adrian I don’t want that painting anymore.” He gave me a side eye, “You’re acting as if I’m poor, I can buy 10 of