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she replied "You are grounded and you want see that guy again" enzo said sternly. "I'm not and I will see him again" she said smirking "if you see him again. I'll make sure he won't see the sun next day" Alex said "Are you gonna kill him?" alexa said smirking and everyone stiffened and looked at me. "Why would we kill him?" Noah asked nervous "Because you are in mafia" alexa said smirking. Ohk my brothers are in mafia. Wait- my brothers are in mafia!!!???!! THEY ARE IN MAFIA . I m shocked. ----- Unedited Hope you enjoy!❤ The story is soon gonna come to an end...

Coming back to my senses—only temporarily though, I sat on the bed directly opposite him now as I asked, "Does this mean you are no longer a member of the mafia?" He chuckled, but the sound was so empty it hurt me a little. "You can never leave the mafia, Liya. Once you are in, you are in for life. You can never remove yourself from the brotherhood and go scot-free. You will be haunted down until you are finally eliminated." My voice shook as I asked the next question, "E-Eliminated as in… killed?" He nodded once.

You have the Mafia, and I have the Bratva, so I’ll advise you to watch your back, brother, because I’m coming for you, and I’m bringing fury and hell along with me. Mia is mine, she has always been, and she would always be. I know her more than you ever will, and I know she will come running back into my arms because she loves me. I know all about her, I know what she desires and I know how to pleasure her and make her happy. I understand her body better than you, I can make her scream in desire and bring her to orgasm. I’ve been doing it for years, brother. So don’t ever think that one night with her is going to change anything!

He wasn’t kidding when he said his apartment was bigger than mine, his walk-in closet was bigger than my living room and kitchen combination. I grabbed another t-shirt and some shorts and padded around until I found the bathroom. I took off the old t-shirt and hopped in the shower. I don’t know why but the word “mafia” wouldn’t leave my head. What did I know about it? Not a lot, just what I’d seen in old movies and TV. Illegal activities, bribing cops, drugs, murder. I sighed.

"Is he dead? Is my father dead?" "No. He was taken and will be returned after you wed Fabian Belucci." "Who took my daddy?" My tears spilled. She wiped them with her thumbs. "Tell me! Let's go to the police! Why are we not going to the police?" "Mija, these people own the police. Your father was taken by the Mafia." Dio! Chris and Frank were right. I am a Mafia bride! "They came in the middle of the night... a dozen armed men. They beat up anyone who got in the way and took Giovanni. I don't know whether you understand this mija but you are a Mafia Bride. You can't run away from it. The only way out is if we all die. If that happens, we will be free but everything we own goes back to the Maf

''Sigh. ''I.... I know how to hack. ''He snorts. ''We already have a lot. ''The man on your side, puts his hand on your shoulder. ''Damon, don't be like that. ''He looks at me. ''If you want to enter this life, you can enter. I just didn't want to leave afterwards. ''I won't, sir. '' I say firmly. He smirks. ''Welcome to Mafia Russia. I'm surprised by this.

He says with a wicked glint in his eyes before he starts laughing. Being in the mafia means being ready to die at anytime. It means being ready to experience any type of pain or losing something. A brother, a hand or humanity. But right now, I have something to live for. Someone to live for. Alexandra. And that means, neither of us should die. "Oh yeah. How exactly will that happen?" I ask with a laugh. "By telling them that broke my limbs and gave me a grace period before killing me? By showing them how you did it?" I mock. He walks towards me and bends in front of me.

he was back to being Chadwick my tormentor but then something far darker, I felt it. "I am in the Mafia! I am the Mafia!" he roared, his eyes dark and wild. "I murder people! I make them disappear! I run illicit businesses! That's the life you signed up for! I am not a campus boy who would go on a casual concert with you, do you understand?!"

"I didn't choose this life, Bianca. It chose me. It's inbred in me that I can't walk away from it even if I tried. The moment you're a male in the famiglia, you're a part of the mafia, whether you like it or not. I took an oath when I was old enough to decide for myself. I can't break that oath as long as I live. The only way out of the mafia is death." "Will you ever know peace? These gang wars, this territory dispute. It must be draining to always expect an attack." "It's the mafia, Bianca, not a Disneyland fairytale." I joked, chuckling lightly. She looked at me undeterred. "But does the nightmare ever end?" A small smile touched my lips. "Once in a while," I said softly. Truthfully. "Aft

What else could it be? “You’re right,” I said, my voice steady. “I came to this city to fight against that very system. I’ve seen people struggling, living in ways you can’t imagine. But I’m not like them. I have a mafia stepfather and a mafia stepbrother. If it weren’t for you, I’d be just like those girls, powerless.” Marco was smart. He brought me here to remind me that I was part of this world, whether I liked it or not. He wanted me to see that we were the same. But I refused to accept that.