All Chapters of 280 Days With The Mafia King: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

162 Chapters

Chapter 121: Final Offer

Mariella's POV I walked into the dimly lit room and closed the door behind me. The place was really stuffy, like all the air had been traded for smoke. I coughed a couple of times, swinging my palm across my face multiple times to clear the smoke out. And then I heard his voice. “And you are?” Marcello. He was sitting on a swivel chair with his back to me. The place was dark, so I couldn't make out exactly what I was seeing. But the moonlight from the window made his silhouette quite clear. He seems to be staring out the window with a smoke pipe in his hand.“I was hoping you would guess by my voice,” I answered. The swivel chair slowly turned around, and he was now facing me. He chuckled softly and shook his head. “You've got guts, kid. I'll give you that,” he said. “To what do I owe this surprise?” “You're not going to ask how I got in here in the first place?” I asked, placing my hand on my hip in a sassy way. He shook his head.“That would be unnecessary,” he said. “You're h

Chapter 122: The Clean Kill

Luciano’s POVI was halfway through my third call when Dante walked in without knocking. That was unusual. Dante never just barges in. Ever.I ended the call immediately. “What is it?” I asked, wondering what must have made him act so differently today. He didn’t answer right away. Just walked closer, his expression tighter than usual.“Marcello’s dead,” he said.…For a second, I just stared at him. Then I let out a short breath. “That’s not funny.”“I’m not joking,” he said, his facial expression as serious as ever. Silence stretched between us, and I studied his face, believing maybe it was a joke. Which made no sense because Dante had never cracked a joke since I knew him. His face remained serious, and it became apparent that he wasn't joking at all. My jaw tightened. “How?”Dante shook his head slightly. “The details are still messy. But it’s confirmed. He was found in one of his private suites at his club. There were no witnesses and no sign of clear entry.”I leaned back

Chapter 123: Watch Them Break

Levi’s POV>>>Location: Switzerland The first thing I saw was the headline.“Business Mogul Marcello De Luca Found Dead in Private Suite.”I didn't react, but just kept scrolling. News of this guy's death was everywhere. I read different articles online and as usual, each one tried to keep it clean using corporate language and careful wording. Stuff like “influential figure”, “private interests”, “ongoing investigation.” All that type of crap. They always did that for reasons I couldn't comprehend. We all know the man didn't get his wealth from all the fake legal businesses he put up as a front. So why dress it up?Stuff like this always pissed me off. I decided to search further, digging deeper into the matter just out of curiosity.And it didn't take long for me to find anonymous sources releasing real information about him backed up by leaked footage and blurry images. And just like that, the truth started bleeding through. Multiple anonymous article headlines, “Mafia ties sus

Chapter 124: The Girl in Red

Jose’s POVThe neon lights of London’s West End usually felt inviting, but tonight, they felt more like a taunt. The city was screaming. Every siren in the distance sounded like it was mourning Marcello, or celebrating the chaos his death was about to unleash.I stood in the VIP corridor at Sin City, watching the forensic team bag evidence like they were picking up trash after a parade. The air tasted like expensive tobacco and copper, or maybe it's because I was actually smoking a cigar. “You’re quiet,” Dante said, stepping up beside me. He looked like he hadn’t slept since the 90s. “We don't see that every day.”“Shut up, dude. I'm just thinking,” I muttered. I looked toward the stairs. “About Marcello?”“The fuck? No. Good riddance to him. He was a shitty father anyway.” I responded. “It's about Luciano. He's losing his mind over that footage. He’s played it forty times in the car alone.”“I think he's just overthinking things. It’s a silhouette, Jose. A shadow in a red dress. Gi

Chapter 125: Tracked

Mariella’s POVThe air in my hotel room felt heavy. The fact that I had killed Marcello still sent chills down my spine. The news was now everywhere from social media to television news. And what was most disturbing was the fact that the “hooker in a red dress” had gone viral. Everyone was talking about her. About me. They all suspected she was the killer. That didn't sit well with me at all. I didn't know there were any cameras in the room. I should have been a lot more careful. However, due to the low quality of the CCTV footage, no one could make out exactly who the girl was, at least not yet. But I couldn't wait around for the police to figure it out. I had to get out of here.I stood over the kitchen sink, watching the SIM card from my old phone snap between my fingers. It made a satisfying little click. Then I tossed the pieces into a bag of wet coffee grounds, and threw the handset into the bin. By tomorrow, that phone would be at a landfill. I had a new burner phone tucked

Chapter 126: Shaking the Hive

Levi’s POVThe fog in South London was quite the sight, clinging to the brickwork of the industrial districts like a damp shroud, covering the sins of the city. Who am I kidding, though? Nothing could cover up the filth of this godforsaken place. God, I hated London!It was 2:00 AM, and I sat in the darkness of our black van, taking a look at the warehouses of Deptford. They all looked damn near lifeless, like row upon row of freaking tombs. I walked over to the control setup and sat in my chairs, briefly taking a sip of coffee before turning on the monitors. The screens lit up, beaming shades of emerald and white on my face. Thermal imaging really was a thing of beauty. “Observe, gentlemen,” I whispered, though I was alone in the van. My team was already in position, hovering like specters in the blind spots of the building’s security cameras. “The anatomy of a hive.”This hive belonged to the De Luca family. On the outside, it was a furniture import showroom, all velvet sofas a

Chapter 127: Weak?

Luciano’s POVThe news of my warehouse at Deptford going up in flames got to me early in the morning. And I was out of the house before I could even ask what happened.As we approached the docks, the smell of burning rubber seeped through the car windows. We pulled up to the curb and I got out immediately. All around the building were flashing red and blue lights of the fire trucks and emergency vehicles. I walked along the wet pavement filled with glass shards, making my way through the crowd. “Wait…bro…hold on,” Jose called, rushing to catch up. “We can't go in there right now. It's not safe. Can't you see they're still trying to put out the fire?”I completely ignored him. Didn't even so much as look at him. I walked straight past the police cordons, the officers parting like the Red Sea when they saw my men and me approaching. They knew damn well who really owned these streets, even if their badges said otherwise. My men went before me, bargained with fire extinguishers. I went

Chapter 128: Confession

Luciano’s POVI sat in my study, drinking a cup of coffee, watching the rain pour against my windows. We were still on the hunt for Lorenzo, but that was by the way. I hadn't slept since Marcello's death. Why?Because I still had no clue who killed him. The lady in the footage did remind me of Mariella somewhat. The hair, especially. But Mariella wasn't capable of such a thing. In fact, there was only one woman I knew who was close to Marcello and ruthless enough to pull that kind of stunt. Sophia.I picked up my phone and called Dante immediately.“Yes, boss?” He answered. “Dante. I think the lady in the video is Sophia,” I said. “Come to think of it, she was close to Marcello, so getting to him wouldn't be a hassle. And besides, who else dresses and walks like that?”“It's a possibility,” Dante answered. “I'm almost certain it's her,” I said. “Take some men and bring her to me. I don't care if you have to do so by force. I want her at the Turks' shipyard in one hour. Got it?”“

Chapter 129: Partners in Blood

Luciano’s POVThe silence in the shed was suffocating. My men watched Mariella and eye staring at each other with no one uttering even a word. My eye drifted to the gold locket she had in her hand. All the uneasy feelings I had watching the footage, all the suspicions. They were all correct? Mariella actually killed my dad? I couldn't bring myself to believe it, even though she had admitted to it openly. It's not like she had any reason to save Sophia. She hated her even more than I did. My mind drifted back to five years ago, when she first walked into my room, naive and scared as a chicken. Now, fast forward five years later, and being around me had turned her into a killer. I felt a weight of guilt in my chest. How did it come to this? I thought, as I recalled the days after Marcello's first “death” and after we had our kids. Life had never felt so peaceful and happy. I almost felt like I didn't deserve that life. But then Marcello came back. And even with him around, I didn't

Chapter 130: Ride or Die

Luciano’s POVThe sound of gunfire was damn near as loud as the rain now. We had made our way out of the shed, eliminating as many people as we could along the way. The air outside was freezing, or was supposed to be, had it not been for adrenaline, which made me barely notice the cold. “Stay low!” I barked, grabbing Mariella’s arm as we rounded the corner of a rusted shipping container. A bullet pinged off the metal inches from my head, singing a high-pitched note that would have given any normal person a heart attack. “I’m low already, Luciano! Stop pulling me!” She hissed back. Even in the middle of an assassination attempt, she still had enough breath to fight over the smallest thing. I ignored her, checking the corner. Two men in black were moving towards the entrance of the shed, their silhouettes easy to make out against the orange glow of the high-mast lights. Judging by their gait, these guys weren't thugs. If I didn't know any better, I'd think these were government agen

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