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I’m lowering my iPad slightly, “don’t visually rate adults before second breakfast.” “But he is.” “I know. That’s not the point.” Rafael stared at the road, calmly, but I could see the hint of a smile. Small, smug, and fully self-aware. “But what is mafia?” Gabby asked. “People you should stay away from,” I answered. “Are they rich?” “Do mafia have rules?” Al was fully out of his hoodie now. “Yeah,” Rafael answered before I could. I turned toward him. He glanced at me briefly over the top of his sunglasses. “What?”

I looked at my ex-husband's face and I think he looks defeated because his facial expression cannot be painted and the same for the woman next to him. "I win!" said the mafia boss. "Yes!" I exclaimed, and even though my face was hidden, I still smiled because I was happy for my boss. After just one game, the mafia boss immediately won four hundred thousand. My boss won two in a row, and I'm happy for him. How happy the mafia boss is the opposite of Jeff because he already lost a lot. Even the woman's face looks like she is mourning. In the fourth round, the bet is the opponent of five hundred thousand.

he declared, his voice resonating with a mix of confidence and anticipation. Georgina found herself entranced by the scene unfolding before her. It was her first encounter with the game of Poker, and she couldn't help but be captivated by the meticulous arrangement of the table. The dealer expertly positioned the cards, ensuring every detail was in place. A small sign caught her eye, bearing the words "Table minimum bet: five thousand euros." It was a stark reminder of the high stakes involved in this game.

I bit my lips as I heaved a sigh, "The name on the file is Jaylen Noire Adryan, I am sure you are aware of that." "Yes, I am very well aware," Alexis put off her massage chair. How would anybody decide to just wake up and kill Jaylen, it's like signing a death contract and I didn't sign one. "And you want me to kill him? That man Is well protected, I am also sure you are well aware of that," I tried my best to be calm because I'm around Alexis. The person they wanted me to eliminate is one of the youngest, most successful and notorious mafia lords, Jaylen Noire Adryan. He is the king of the underground world and he is the kind of person someone like me would never want to cross paths with.

Almost every day, some dangerous man shows up at our door, demanding what John owes. Now, John’s brilliant idea is to parade me in front of the rich men in the mafia, hoping they’ll take a liking to me so he can pawn me off, maybe even score more work because of it. As if that would make them forget he’s a gambler and a screw-up. Nobody wants to do business with a gambler, let alone one who uses the product he’s supposed to sell. In the mafia, there’s one unbreakable rule: you don’t touch the merchandise. But John? He used, and gambled away their money.

She turned to her father, her eyes ones of disgust and pleas. “Papa, you heard him, I-I can't do this. I'm sure Aria would gladly—” “Was that you trying to back out just now?” He asked, his tone laced heavily with mockery, “you aren't going to back out especially now you just agreed. Backing out is a sign of weakness, and there's nothing I hate more than weakness.” Chiara gulped, struggling not to collapse under the weight of his words. There was no doubt, this man was dangerous and her father had just thrown her into a game she wasn't ready for.

She just hoping that they were not in any kind of trouble. Shaking her head, she looked up at all the clothes hanged. She needed to wear black clothes today. William Adams wanted her to accompany him in a meeting with all big three mafia families around here. They all had different symbols representing their families. Adams Family with a Snake as the symbol - This family was lead by her father - William Adams. He owned the most terrorities around here along with the biggest business of Casinos and Clubs. At the side, he also had a Company behind which he used to hide all his blood money.

Nikolay: I watched with wide eyes as my wife stood in front of what looked like armed men. The other mafia men and women standing by her side as they all spoke. Ian watched them from a distance and I could swear that he was enjoying what he was watching. As if knowing that what he was doing was deliberately causing them pain. Everyone was on their feet, watching as their siblings, friends, wives, husbands, sons, and daughters were in such a surreal game. Mikhail was standing by Kiara, the two of them shared a glance before he and Kiara jumped down first. Richard, and Mila, a Zambian mafia man’s daughter, jumped down after them. I didn’t personally know the man having done no businesses with

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“Mafia. It’s, like, a game where you vote out one person each round to try to find the mafia boss. Like … Survivor!” He says proudly, knowing Dante and I are avid Survivor fans. “How do you win?” I’m genuinely curious now—I’ve never heard of this game. “You trick other people and pretend you’re good when you’re bad or bad when you’re good.” I nod my head. “So if you were the mafia boss you’d try to convince the other kids that you aren’t?” He bobs his head enthusiastically. It’s a strategy game, I realize. I pause. “You know, your dad and I know a thing or two about those kinds of games. Why don’t we play a family game after dinner, and we can teach you some of our tricks?”