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I clenched my jaw, refusing to give him the reaction he wanted. I have a reason for coming here. For obeying my father despite the thousands of why I could have thought of an escape if I wanted to. But of course Enzo doesn’t know that. “Ha. Ha. That’s hilarious,” I snapped. “You people have always had rules for women in the mafia. Get married. Have kids. Keep your mouth shut and play the perfect and dutiful housewife. You know what that feels like? A cafe.” He scoffed, lacing every word with disdain, “You people are only full of stupid choices. I won’t let my son fall into the same trap.”

I could feel her stare drilling into the side of my head. “Marcus,” she repeated slowly. “As in Marcus Lucchesi. As in Nero’s father. As in the man who looks like sin and violence wrapped in a black shirt.” My face heated instantly. “Yes.” “And he convinced your father,” she said flatly. “Your father. Augustus DeCavalcante. The mafia king who threatens the existence of anyone who breathes wrong.” “Yes…” “And then he personally drove you to your mother’s house.” “Yes.” Phoebe stood up so fast she wobbled. “Ma’am, please don’t be mad at me—but WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?”

Then Victor spoke, his voice quiet but serious in the afterglow. “We got another message today.” I tensed between them. Nico’s arm tightened around my waist, his hand instinctively moving to rest on my rounded belly. “From who?” I asked, my voice still hoarse. Victor sat up slowly, running a hand through his dark hair. “Marco Rossi sent a direct threat through one of my remaining contacts. He’s offering ten million for each of our heads and twenty million for you, alive. He says the child belongs to the Moretti family and he will raise it himself if we refuse to hand you over.”

I cried, and my father sighed. "Angela," Dad called my name softly and said, "I want you to know that you are not alone, but you have to be strong. This Top Hills City is controlled by the mafia, and you have to learn to trust no one except yourself. I do not trust Richard, too. I don't know why he bought you, but it's clear that he is not going to marry you. He is a mafia, a beast, and he doesn't show any mercy, too. Just guard your heart and don't fall for him. When the coast is clear, I will find a way to make you leave this place to a place you will not be subjected to slavery and controlled by anyone, alright," Dad said, his hands hugging me warmly as he whispered into my ears, but tear

I screamed in a hoarse voice to warn them. "Don't touch me... I am Don Victor's daughter! You can't touch me!" Dead silence for a second. Then, Julian and Chloe burst into manic laughter. "Hahaha! The Don's daughter?" Julian laughed until he cried. He pointed at my nose. "Are you out of your fucking mind? A broke painter who can't pay rent? You think you're the Mafia Princess?" Chloe held her stomach. "Vivian, are you losing your fucking mind? You really think you're some high-class heiress?"

My dad can focus on his means of making money and I will focus on mine. But I don't complain. I never do. I never argue with people and just agree with them. “Wren—” “Don't argue. Come downstairs.” I sigh, “And who's this man?” I ask tired as we both head downstairs. “I only know little about him. He's young, rich and belongs to the mafia.” She whispers the last words in my ears and I pause in my tracks. The mafia? Why would Dad want to borrow money from a member of the mafia from all people?

I glare at him,“Jayden, what do you want?” “Nothing, I just want to tell you a little story. Story about Mike and my fiancée. I want you to know why I hate Mike to the core” he drops a tray in front of me, I didn’t even notice the tray in his hands. “But before I tell you the story, you have to finish this food” “I am not hungry, tell me the story” He smiles,“Okay It all started since we were kids, my father is the number one Mafia boss in Ethiopia Lucas”

"When did he become a bodyguard? My Diego is not a bodyguard, Drake! He's mine! Call him now! Or give me his number. I need him!" Carolina Del Fiore, commonly known as Carmella, is the only daughter of Eagle Sebastian Del Fiore, the mafia Don of the Del Fiore clan. She is untouchable, incredibly stubborn, and often acts like a spoiled brat who ignores the rules set by her father. Despite her father's restrictions, she comes and goes as she pleases, showing little concern for authority. To be honest, she can be quite a pain. I sighed, resting my back as I looked at her. She chuckled with a fake laugh.

Lorenzo walked over, leaned down to kiss my cheek, and handed me a peeled grape. "Luca just sent the report. Business in New York is up thirty percent this quarter." Lorenzo said it casually, as if discussing what to have for dinner. "What about that new gang that wanted to challenge us?" I asked. "Gone," Lorenzo said indifferently. "Like they never existed." In this world, those are the rules. I watched the children in the distance, my mind occasionally drifting back to that rainy night—the night I thought I had nothing. The names Marco and Bella had become taboo in this house. They were even used as cautionary tales in the family’s education, warning the next generation how stupidity and g

KATHY I should have been terrified. Instead I was excited. This was a blessing in disguise. It was the perfect way to infiltrate his home. It was easier this way. Maybe this made me a bad detective but I didn't have much of a choice. I was still a little bit scared because I was about to move into a Mafia boss's Mansion, that was probably filled with armed men that would probably kill me if they found out about me. He paid for Nana's medical bills and I couldn't say no to his offer, not while Nana was still recovering.