Semua Bab The Mafia Marriage’s Cruel Mistake: Bab 11 - Bab 14

Chloe's bridge-jumping stunt turned both families into the biggest joke of the underworld. As the fallout from her little show spread, the paper-thin illusion of their power was completely shredded. I didn't give them a second to breathe. I ordered a total lockdown on their dark web trading channels and secretly severed their last few weapon and vehicle smuggling lines. I even paid off key middlemen to tank their remaining legitimate logistics network. I sat in my office, listening to Rico's latest report. "Donna, per your orders, we cut off their three main weapon supply chains." Rico placed the file on my desk. "The Vitiello family's cash flow is down 70%.""Good." I flipped through the report. "How are the rival factions reacting?""The Irish, the Russians, and the cartels down South are all getting restless." Rico sounded slightly thrilled. "They smell blood in the water."I put the file down and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window. Night fell, and the neon lights of C

Julian looked sharp in his tailored suit, his coffee mug warm in his hand as always. "Senior Prosecutor in D.C." He placed his transfer papers on the table. "I start next month."I nodded, showing no surprise. He earned it. The man had ambition, skill, and principles. The legal side needed men like him. "Congratulations," I raised my mug. "Prosecutor Julian."He gave a bitter smile. "Aurora, you know what I want to say.""I know." I put the mug down. "But there's no need."Julian looked at me, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. "If I hadn't backed down back then... if I hadn't agreed to the switch... what would have happened?"The question hung in the air for a long time. I looked out the window at the Detroit streets, the familiar rundown buildings, the slums where I once lived. "'If' is a word for losers." I smiled slightly, raising my mug to clink his. "The past is gone, the future isn't promised, we only have today.""And today, the streets of Detroit and Chicago belong