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The man from my kitchen stops walking toward me, then changes direction. Now he's moving methodically through the crowd. Checking faces. Checking hands. Searching for something. The room goes quiet. The kind of quiet that happens when everyone realizes someone they don't like is going to point at them. I try to blend in with the other servers. Duck my head. Make myself small. It doesn't work. He stops directly in front of me. Doesn't say anything. He just pulls out that leather notebook, and shows me what he wrote: Where did you find this?

It was one of the reasons I kept a close watch on Pamela. I am not a good guy or a hero. I am a survivor who wants to stay at the top of the food chain for as long as I can or till I become slow and a bullet puts me out of my misery. I had purposely left Pamela with Lady Croft so I could ask her what transpired. I wanted to understand the kind of woman Croft was. Fortunately, Pamela told me what I needed to know without me saying a single word. The dining room also had large bookshelves filled with all types of editions of old manuscripts and maps. I spotted Dante Alighieri's inferno. It was one of my favorite books to read.

No daylight, no damn ventilation, just me, four walls, and the lingering scent of piss and betrayal. I wasn’t chained up like some criminal. No, they wanted me alive enough to bleed slowly. I clenched my jaw, as my thoughts drifted somewhere else with blood crusted at the corner of my mouth, the metallic taste making me growl. The only thing ringing in my head louder than the news broadcast was one word: Alessia and The White Book. That file was my damn insurance policy and my last resort to destroy everything that existed in the Mafia Family. A powerful ledger so vile, so goddamn explosive it would make the FBI piss their pants and make the Mafia run for cover.

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Hello once again people i am here with my new book, if you haven't read my previous book , check it out and all the old books are completed., Second book - Greatest regret (it on soulmate) Third book- Rich jerk innocent bride.(it on billionaire man and poor girl setting) And this one on (Mafia) . enjoy

This book is part of a series called The Forbidden Series. Book 1: His Forbidden Goddaughter (Complete) Book 2: Her Forbidden Desire (Complete) *** Hello my beautiful readers! For those of you that don't know, my books are considered ‘steamy’. This means that they will be filled with lots of detailed steamy scenes. This book specifically will have lots of sėx scenes, some bdšm, violence, drugs, profane language, the whole nine yards, so if you don’t feel comfortable with that, please skip those chapters or the book altogether. This is a mafia book, so without the violence, drugs, and alcohol, it wouldn’t really be a mafia book. LOL. I will try to have trigger warnings as much as possible, bu

“Here you go,” Niko says holding out an old brown book. Like the mafia rules, there’s nothing written on it, no title, or author's name. not even an abstract design. Just a plain book. At least this one seems to be just an old journal not like the other one Niko described to be bound in human flesh, yuck. The original Mafia rules, not the copy I read but still. I still sniff at it a little. Only smelled old woodsy smell and nothing gross like rotten flesh or skin.

My fingers brushed along the cracked leather as I ran through the lot, stopping at one in particular. It had a jet-black cover. No title. Just the silver crest pressed into the leather, a wolf enveloped by thirteen daggers. I cautiously pulled the book from its place. A cloud of dust billowed up into the air. The weight of it alone reminded me why De Luca only touched this book when no other option remained. I stared at the black cover for a moment. I hated this book. Hated what it represented. The De Lucas of the previous generation ruled in suspicion. Through fear. Through blood. I would never turn into that.

I shook my head, “I was just thinking that name sounds like something you'd hear out of a shitty crime movie. What do they call it again? Mafia? Right, like some kind of mafia…” My words trailed off, mind turning blank as I Ricci Family. The Italian surname. The guns and those men. An old money family.The authoritative aura he held as he spoke and looked at me, like he was a leader. His ‘inheritance’. It couldn't be… I kept looking at him, hoping to refute what I said or crack a smile for once at how ridiculous it sounded. He didn't. “It IS the Mafia.” He said, “or…what is left of it at least, and I am supposed to be the head of it. The Don, so to speak.”

Was I not doing a good job? Then he demanded, “Open up. Wide.” When I opened my mouth, he slipped his côck inside, going further than before. “Sûck me.” . A. Gupta Have you checked out my other books!!! All are completed. Dark Mafia Romance. Arrange Marriages. Enemies to Lovers. Blackmails. And Anti-heroes with OTT possessiveness and highly morally grey characters. BOOKS: BRIDE TO BE. CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance Trapped Forever- A twisted Happily Ever After. Hope you enjoy reading!!