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“I figured you wouldn’t come if I asked. So I chose the easy way.” My brows drew together. “The… easy way?” The words slipped out in a whisper I didn’t mean to release. He nodded and stood. “Yes. And I wasn’t joking when I said Tobias was murdered. By a rival gang of mine.” The room tilted. “A rival?” My eyes widened. “What—so you’re really a gangster? Like… a street gangster?” He shook his head slowly, his fingers brushing his jaw. “No,” he said calmly. “I’m in the mafia. This is bigger than street dogs.”

Everyone in this city who worked in dark places knew that name. Xavier Aubert. The billionaire playboy and dangerous Mafia don. Theo Gaspard's best friend, a man who owned streets and judges. My eyes widened, as my breathing became rapid and shallow. He saw my recognition, as a slow, satisfied smile spread across his face. "Xavier the mafia don," he said, his lips still close to my ear. "You've heard of me, haven't you, beautiful?" "So what?" I whispered, refusing to appear weak even as my heart hammered against my ribs.

"Do you know the names of the gangs?" "No. I never learned them." He smacked his palm to his forehead and sighed. "Sunny?" "Yes, boss?" She sat up straight. "Wanna tell her the names?" "Sure." She nodded. "Snakes and Lions." "Thank you. Now Laura, can you guess which one we are?" "Wait you're all in a gang?" I blurted. All eyes fell on me. Then everyone started giggling, except Bran whose eyes were dead serious and pleading for me to get this right.

He showed his dirty, crooked teeth and I grimaced. I cracked my wrist, “I will have fun for sure. It would be nice to break your bones.” I grinned and the guy raised a brow, confused at my audacity. It wasn’t surprising since he was the gang leader of this suburb, leading a bunch of wolves who haven’t even grown proper canines. They called themselves powerful because they preyed on humans. Smuggling, illegal activities, gang rape…the list went on and on. It made me quite furious when I saw the report. Basically, in the Underworld, criminals were sent after they were dead. But I thought it was pointless if they had to realize what they did wrong after they died.

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"Damn it, Trace! You're not a teenager anymore, and you're no longer part of the juvenile delinquents. Aren't you ashamed that you always stir up trouble? Aren't you ashamed that at your age, you're still the same Trace I knew back then?" "Damn it..." I muttered under my breath. "Don't you ever lecture me, Elliot! Don't flaunt the things you've done to me. I don't care about the drama in your chosen profession. You're all about showing off, even to your own family! And besides, you're the lawyer, but I am the head of Foedus. Maybe you've forgotten..." "You're nothing but a gangster who loves to be labeled as a leader. You prick! What have you contributed? Tell me. All you know is to fuck thi

, he says, and I watch as Hazel smiles, playing on the floor with the little ones that are too young for the bouncy castle. My life has turned upside down since Hazel walked into it. She makes Elliot happy, and I love it. My sister was the best present I could have ever asked for. And I regret not looking for her sooner, and I regret everything that I put her through. I am the most respected mafia leader in New York. The war is long over, but there are always threats around the corner.

He still held my hand. "I know I'm a bad person. My hands and body have been stained with blood. Many breaths have ceased because of me. But there's one thing I can assure you. I don't kill innocent people. I have enemies, my father and I. But I will do my best to shield you from witnessing any heinous crimes because I will protect you from them. I'm a mafia leader, and I control everything related to drugs. I've tasted it, and I won't lie to you. Life, money, wealth are the battles. And I'm willing to leave all of that behind for a simple life with you. I'm ready to change for you, Felicia."

"Of course there is! You're Túlio's partner, the incendiary boy, a gorgeous and cannibalistic cat. A guy who took you out of your home, away from your family, and inserted you into Paco's gang, damn it! It would make a wonderful romance novel. Imagine, 'Innocent, pure, and reserved young woman, a phenomenal piano student, gets involved with a mafia leader of one of the most powerful gangs in the country and transforms into a feared and respected woman!' Ah, I wish I was a writer!" Cloe laughed so hard she had to hold her belly, bending over in the middle of the kitchen and enjoying her friend's fantasy, which for her was far from even resembling what Milla's mind created. "Tell me a little a

“Wanna go to the library? There is something I want to show you.” “Something? What is it?” Cedric was curious. “As the successor for the next boss, you need to broaden your knowledge. I remember there is one important book that I believe you haven’t read it yet. It is a book about our mafia’s historical achievements. There were also documentaries about our crimes and murders as the proud mafia. I think you should know about it so that you won’t get shocked.” Indeed, Cedric believed that he never read books about his mafia clan’s dark history. Now that he was very curious, he begged Vincent to show him.“Take me there, uncle!”