Chicago Ruthless Series Novels & Stories

~VIKTOR I saw it coming. I anticipated this outcome and I pushed through to make it happen. I knew Marco Bianchi too well to predict his moves and make him play out my plan like a puppet. He was an impatient man who always liked to assert control over the weak— especially women. He was a sadist and it was a crime to have him breathe the same air as me. But for the sake of the truce and all the lives lost, I had to let him be.

Shit! This was not going as I planned. Not only was I losing this, I was somehow sexually attracted to the head of a crime syndicate. Pathetic did not begin to describe this situation. He watched me like a predator trying with its dinner, waiting for me to slip. My mind raced for a way to turn this around to salvage the plan before it completely collapsed. I couldn't let him dismiss me, this was my only chance to find out who had killed my mother and to bring the iron vine down

I say calmly. Fear answers before pride can. “Rumors,” he gasps. “Council gold. Old names coming back into circulation.” “Which names?” His eyes flicker. A tell. “The dead,” he whispers. “Or so they say.” The words sink into me like ice. I leave him alive, unconscious, and bound. Let the others find him. Let the fear spread. I don’t walk openly after that. I hunt. Two more rogues fall before night—one tries to poison me, another lunges for my spine with silver wire. I break fingers. I dislocate my shoulders. I let my eyes glow just long enough for terror to set in.

“Lorenzo was my soldier. When I killed him, it was under Chicago’s ruling.” “Chicago is mine, Adrian. Everything is mine. You and all my other Underbosses rule over my cities in my name. Don’t ever forget that.” “I don’t. But you trust me to rule in Chicago as I see fit, and you know I do it well. You don’t expect me to tell you about every incident in the city. You trust me to deal with them myself.” “I expect you to tell me when there’s a traitor in the Brotherhood.” I almost scoffed at the irony.

Truly. I could feel the anger simmering in my veins and my blood boiling but I tamed it, it wouldn't be long until I got those bastards who made her that way and I'll make them pay, they'll wish they never existed. I'm almost there. ".. all we know is that Chester and the rest of his people are hiding somewhere in Chicago" Reed's voice floated through the haze I was in which made me return to reality. "This is the latest intel from our people in Chicago and even them couldn't get the precise location"

I blurted out, standing on my feet. Drex pulled out the chair by the table, placed it close to the bed facing me, and sat down, crossing his legs. "Meet Albertrosso Cruzeiro, the head of the Malgavio clan. A mafia Lord. The billionaire drug lord and one of the four feared kings of the underworld. He is, as we speak, the only candidate running for the position of number one sit of this city. He has a wife and two sons and a spoilt brat daughter. Rumor has it that he has a son by another woman, bore to him out of wedlock. His whereabouts are unknown till date" he explained a wide grin on his face as if he just read a satisfying bedtime story to a five-year-old child.

Panting like a mad dog, I crashed to the floor, crying and tired. Who the hell is Sullivan? Who the hell are these people? And worst of all, how the hell am I supposed to get to Chicago? I have no ID on me. Nothing but my phone. Well, I’ve done nothing but take risks for the longest time so why not now? If it fucks the Rutherfords up, I’m down for it.

Athena snarled and disappeared. "So Mr Handsome, I got the puzzle right so no more killings." Vala said to Ruthless "Two days." Ruthless said and walked past her. "And don't call me Handsome." He added. "But that was not part of the deal, we agreed that if I get the puzzle right you will stop Killing, forever." Vala said walking up to meet him and block the entrance of the veil prompting Ruthless to stop. "We made a deal Mr Ice and Fire and you must keep to that."

For the past two months, Misha has been residing in Chicago, making preparations for my takeover of the now-defunct Chicago Bratva. Similar to myself, Misha is an active member of the European Bratva, engaging in various illicit activities such as drug trafficking, money laundering, extortion, and contract killings. His expertise extends beyond the realm of criminal operations, encompassing combat skills, weapon proficiency, and the art of manipulation and control.

Luca rushed forward and swept Chiara into his arms. "Enough, Catherine!" "Whether you believe it or not, she saved our lives!" "Besides, she's been by your side for years, like a sister to you. How can you be so heartless?" At the sight, Raphael's face turned ashen. "Catherine, I'll tell you this one last time." "I've put the word out. No one in Chicago dares to defy an underboss." I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood, fighting back a wave of nausea. My hand reached for the candelabra, my fingertips brushing against the cold silver base.