Chicago Ruthless Series Novels & Stories

All he could do was lie there, his vision blurring, until the world went completely dark. --- Across town, in a lavish penthouse overlooking the city, Edward Poletto stood by the window, staring out at the skyline with a glass of whiskey in his hand. The city lights reflected in his cold, calculating eyes, but his mind was elsewhere—on Cecilia. He knew it was done. Joshua was out of the picture, just as he had ordered. It wasn’t the first time he had eliminated a rival, but something about this one felt different. A part of him hated that he’d had to go this far, but another part—darker, more possessive—felt a twisted sense of satisfaction.

A business deal. It was almost five in the morning and an attempt on our lives hadn't occurred. I continued to remain leery, even risking another contact to Alvaro, instructing him to ascertain a more direct line of data coming out of Chicago, whether good or bad. In my mind, the kills had been neat and tidy and far too easy.

I rub my knee and sulk, but this time, I look back slowly, trying to make my staring less obvious. I had always imagined Massimo Rinaldi as cartoonishly evil—squat and wide, with a bad hairline and a high voice. Mean, sure, but that was the image his reputation deserved. I know only what little the youngest daughter of a mob family would need to know: that he shook up the city's mob scene in a big way over the past ten years, in ways that were brutal to Dad's business. It's said he has the entire Chicago Police Department under his thumb and most of the courts, and he's used both to ruthlessly oust or imprison his enemies. Several families were forced to leave Chicago altogether. Those that

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Chuks the mute, Chuks the brute, Chuks the crazy... One of the Five Badur brothers, and the most feared enforcer of the family. He retained his role of enforcer, even when the family reached the highest level of their power because of his unpredictability and violent nature. Coupled with him having (CIPA) congenital insensitivity to pain and anhidrosis, a condition that inhibits the ability to perceive physical pain, he was the blunt force directed to the enemies of the family. So when young Kunle Badur got shot in an attempt on his life, and was in the hospital, instead of waiting for orders, Chuks took it upon himself to unleash hell on those responsible. The events that unfolded that day

**<< Converging… on major medical supplier warehouse district… near Chicago. Chicago. A sprawling metropolis. Perfect place to vanish, to access high-end medical care discreetly for a gunshot wound, and to coordinate the final stages of Phoenix. **<< He’ll be there. Consolidating. >>** Winters’s glacial eyes met Leo’s. **<< The Hive. Likely there. >>** He pointed to the sleeper agent map. **<< Groundskeeper. Metro General Pediatrics. Chicago. >>**

KADE POV — FLASHBACK The hospital fades away—the smell of antiseptic replaced by smoke, the hum of machines by the rhythm of rain. Chicago. Winter. The night I stopped being a boy. Gunfire shattered the calm first. Not the kind that echoes from a distance—this was close, inside the house. My father’s voice carried through the chaos, steady even as men he trusted raised their weapons against him. The Russo family once ruled Chicago’s underground. My father built that empire from the ground up. But power invites betrayal, and the people he made kings decided they didn’t need him anymore.

"Prep the jet. Now." (Scarlett's POV) The wind in Chicago was harsher than in New York, but it cleared my head. Julian Greycastle kept his word. On my third day in the city, he handed me the ledgers for their three largest West Coast casinos. "Scarlett," he smiled, handing me a glass of champagne. "You have my full trust." I took the glass firmly. Using the four years of mafia management experience I gained at the Vance Famiglia, I quickly established my dominance in Chicago.

I felt my feet grow numb as I staggered a bit, causing the lampshade that was rested on the cabinet crash down. They all raised their heads up as they looked at my direction. Luckily enough I had hidden myself in the dark as I tried control how fast my heart beat. It pace was really fast as I rested my right hand on my chest and my left hand was on my mouth so that I don't end up crying out. I wouldn't let them take me to the Alpha. Alpha Darwin was one notorious man in the whole of Chicago and every pack in Chicago feared him. He had no heart, no conscience, be was a beast.

“I don’t know who yet… but I can feel it. This wasn’t just about one kiss at a club. This was about chaos. They wanted to fracture all of us — me, Isabella, Karl, even you. Whoever did this is already two steps ahead.” Khalid’s jaw tensed. “Then we need to catch up.” Aura finally turned from the window, eyes sharper now — grief still there, but fury beginning to rise through the cracks. “Then let’s start playing their game.