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CHAPTER FIVE DOMINIC POV Dennis froze in the doorway for only half a second with his eyes still wide. It was short but I managed to catch it—the slight hitch in his step at least. Or was it the way his eyes landed on my face earlier when he had seen me? Or the way it had quickly flickered to the side before he pulled himself back together? I saw it all, those small and almost invisible moments of confusion for him. That expression was familiar. Probably my mind was going back to the picture of the chubby little boy lying somewhere in one of the drawers in my penthouse.

I feel my hands sweating with nervousness. I can hear the cars stopping in front of the house. Slowly I walk to the wall-size windows, and I peak out. I am curious to see my future dear husband. One thing is for sure. He should sleep with one eye open because I might kill him in his sleep and become a black widow. I have no problem with that. I close my eyes, shaking my head. I think my books have a bad influence on me. This would be a good plot. I make a mental note to write that story. A mafia story. Who knows. It might even be a best-selling story.

No doubt the discovery of darren's corpse made him very quick, especially in his terrifying condition. There will surely be many who question darren's death so mysterious, detectives and police will compete over darren's death found in the kitchen of the restaurant. But that doesn't apply to floryin, the girl already knows who eliminated darren. Who else would be able to take out a man without leaving the slightest evidence that it had nothing to do with the underworld? Yes, the people who took out darren were Lord vilante's men. The guy really didn't let a guy other than himself get anywhere near Bella's stuff, he knew that darren was holding a feel for his girl.

We take our seats, and Antonella sends her daughter Bianca to make us some coffee. After she returns from the kitchen, we sit again in the small living room, and her mother begins her story. "What I know is that my husband started suspecting someone from his business partners' circle because much of the stolen merchandise turned out to be the most profitable, and given how precise they were in targeting those shipments, he started investigating on his own and found that mysteriously, Salvatore had been receiving a lot of money in accounts outside Italy. Don't ask me how he knew because I don't know either. The day my husband was murdered, he received some very important documents. He left me

It is time. Yes, it is time. What she had been expecting had finally come. Why does Alessia want The Black Book? The legendary Black Book contains the past histories of each leader of the powerful Mafia families — The Dante's who were in charge of hard drugs, the Russo's who were in charge of assassinations, the Fernandez's who were in charge of illegal oil business and the Santini’s who were in charge of assassinations too. Only with the help of The Black Book would she be able to achieve her aim. Her goal is to utilize the secrets in the Black Book to protect her growing family and play the other mafia families dirty.

Author’s Pov:- 24 hours back, San Francisco. “I'm extremely happy for your help, Nikolai,” The American mob boss said with a beaming face. He had been requesting the Russian don a hand in tackling the Irish mafia for months. There has been a conflict happening between these two mafia groups for a decade. “Christopher, I only accepted your request because of the help you offered in the past… in Boris’s case,” Nikolai said, Everyone sitting around the oval-shaped conference table was watching Nikolai with respect and a hint of fear in their eyes. Nikolai is one of the most feared and respected dons in the underworld mafia. He’s known to keep his promises and also the bloodshed he creates if so

Sherly listened attentively as the reporter's voice filled the vehicle, detailing the recent events in the ongoing mafia conflict. "The latest reports indicate that the long-standing rivalry between the Vile Mafia and the Rui Lin Mafia has reached a violent climax," the reporter announced gravely. Sherly looked out of the window, as she already knew its content. "In a decisive battle earlier today, the Rui Lin Mafia emerged victorious, effectively dismantling the Vile Mafia's hold on the city."

I close my eyes and down the content of my glass, and then look at her again. “I met with all the leaders of the mafia factions of New York,” I say, and she opens her eyes widely. I know she is painting a thousand scenarios in her head. “And I came out as Tobias' assassin, and it didn’t go very well,” I say, and she has one hand over her mouth. Shit, I don’t want her worried.

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