All Chapters of UNDRESSED BY THE MAFIA LORD: Chapter 381 - Chapter 390

"Exactly," Enzo confirmed. "And that means when Dante moves against you, when he takes Brooklyn, when he escalates against your operations, he's not just a criminal using The Covenant's resources. He's essentially an agent of a government-backed organization. He has federal resources behind him. He has international government support."Dimitri was quiet for a very long moment."Is Dr. Castellano still in his ministry position?" Dimitri asked."Yes," Enzo said. "Full authority, full access, full protection. Anyone who asks questions about him gets transferred away from Rome.""So he's untouchable," Dimitri said."As untouchable as someone can be when they're a government official," Enzo said. "But that also means he's visible. We know who he is. We know what he's doing. We know the facility exists.""Can you get more intelligence on the facility?" Dimitri asked. "Equipment, personnel, research projects beyond the enhancement protocol?""I can try," Enzo said. "But I need to be careful

"Tell me what happened today," the voice on the other end said.Dante's mind raced. Had they already heard about the extraction attempt? How fast was their intelligence network?"The extraction operation in New York was executed this morning," Dante said carefully. "It was designed to test Dimitri's security infrastructure. To probe for vulnerabilities.""It was reckless," the voice said flatly. "It was exactly the kind of move that draws attention we don't need right now."Dante felt something defensive rise in his chest."It was strategic," Dante countered. "We established that we can reach his woman. We proved that his defenses are vulnerable. We demonstrated that I'm a threat he needs to take seriously now that I have your backing.""You demonstrated that you're impulsive," the voice said coldly. "You demonstrated that you're willing to escalate on your own timeline instead of following operational parameters. You demonstrated that you don't fully understand the level at which we

POV: EVE The gala was everything a charity event in Manhattan should be.Crystal chandeliers caught light and threw it across the ballroom in dancing patterns. The orchestra played something classical and elegant. The crowd was impeccably dressed, the kind of people who wore wealth like other people wore skin. Waiters moved through with champagne and hors d'oeuvres. Conversations happened in that carefully modulated tone that suggested money and power speaking to money and power.Eve looked perfect.She wore a navy gown that moved like water, her dark hair swept to one side, her makeup executed with the precision of someone who understood that appearance was sometimes strategy. She held a champagne flute and smiled at people she'd never met before, understanding her role in this particular performance of Dimitri's world.She was exactly what Dimitri needed her to be in this moment: composed, elegant, confident.Dimitri was across the ballroom, speaking with a city councilman about so

who they've placed in government, what protection they think they have. I will burn them to the ground. I did it once. I will do it again."There was a beat of silence, and then Antonio laughed...not warmly, not with humor, but with something bitter and sharp."You didn't burn them," Antonio said. "You destroyed one facility. One. And look where that has landed you. Look what it has cost you already."Dimitri's grip on the phone tightened."I received information tonight," Antonio continued, "that their new target is your very well-protected woman. And if my intelligence is correct, they already made their first attempt. Tonight. While you were standing in the same room as her."Dimitri went very still.Antonio's voice hardened, each word a blow delivered with surgical precision."So tell me, son. Do you still believe you can protect her? When they can attempt to poison her right under your nose, in your own territory, surrounded by your own security?"Dimitri said nothing."What does

POV: ANTONIOThe call came at 11:23 PM, Rome time.Antonio was in his study at the estate, reviewing pharmaceutical research reports from the Prometheus Laboratory when his personal line rang. Not the business line. Not the operational line. The personal line, the one only a handful of people had access to.Lorenzo Russo.Antonio picked up immediately."What is it?" Antonio said, no greeting attached. After decades of doing business with each other, they'd moved past pleasantries."I'm hearing things," Lorenzo said without preamble. "My people are reporting that The Covenant is moving. That they're targeting one of your sons."Antonio's hand tightened on the phone.He'd been expecting this call in some form, had understood that news of The Covenant's involvement would eventually reach Lorenzo. The question was what Lorenzo would do with that information."They're targeting Dimitri," Antonio said simply. "Yes.""Why?" Lorenzo asked. "What did he do?""He destroyed one of their faciliti