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“No. I’m not leaving until I fix the situation with my father. I want him to know that I don’t have the damn book so that he can stop threatening everyone around me. I want him to stop threatening all of you.” “If I may.” Marco raised his hand. Terzo nodded, and then he continued, “I’m not worried about us. Don Gaetano has more army than your father. Your father has only like twenty-five? But Don Gaetano still values your relationship with his son, which is why he hasn’t ordered retaliation after what his men did at the slaughterhouse. Yes, he can hire people, mercenaries, assassins to kill us, but you know why he hasn’t done it? He thinks you have the book or someone does, and scared his se

"Do you mind talking about this in the library, kuya?" He nodded. He kissed dad's cheek as well before leading the way. I traced the edges of the antique shelves as my brother sits by the giant window. "What is it?" He asked. I turned to him and smiled. "The mafia already have a temporary hold on the Alonso's," I said then expertly took the compilation of files I have gathered disguised as a book. I laid the book in from of him then gestured him to read it. I smiled as soon as I saw his eyes grow wide.

The man from my kitchen stops walking toward me, then changes direction. Now he's moving methodically through the crowd. Checking faces. Checking hands. Searching for something. The room goes quiet. The kind of quiet that happens when everyone realizes someone they don't like is going to point at them. I try to blend in with the other servers. Duck my head. Make myself small. It doesn't work. He stops directly in front of me. Doesn't say anything. He just pulls out that leather notebook, and shows me what he wrote: Where did you find this?

After a while, I was feeling thirsty, so I decided to go downstairs to get a bottle of water, but on reaching the stairs, I overheard a familiar voice speaking with Father. Of course, I knew who it was — even in my sleep, I could easily recognize his deep, husky voice that commands power and dominance. It made me shiver every time. It was Sir Frederick, my Godfather. “So where is she?” He asked, sounding displeased by the news Dad had shared with him. I bit my lip anxiously as I took in his disappointment. For some reason, I didn't like that he was displeased with me. “In her room. I should have done better in training her. I have spoiled her so much that she is now involved in drugs,” I ove

I poured myself a glass of water and drank it in one go. Nikolai “The Devil” Costello, El Padrino. I shook my head, nope, not going to believe it unless I talk to him myself. I made my way out of the kitchen and went straight to the library. Since I had nothing to do, I settled on reading a book. I surveyed the huge library and finally found a book that seemed interesting enough to read. “Mafia and Mafiosi by Henner Hess” With a book in my hand, I walked back to Nikolai's seat to read but halted in my steps as I saw him already sitting on it.

XXX Alexander Russo POV Why in the hell was everything so chaotic lately? My business partners Ashton and Eliseo had women locked up in their basements with no real plan other than to keep them there. I didn’t realize we were in the capturing women business, but alas, here we were. The final partner, Janus was on a rampage because Paradise Island had a drug dealer plaguing the island bringing in contraband, and for the life of me I couldn’t figure out who it was. This little contraband issue was causing problems for me since I was the one heading the police force and security. I was fucking failing miserably right now. What a shit show. Running a hand through my hair, I fell back into the so

I place her back down on the lawn, and she crawls off for to both her Abuelas. I take the three beers off the tray for Aldo, Luca and my father in law and head over. They accept them gratefully, and Aldo hugs me. He kisses me on the head. “Aldo has told me about the book,” my father in law says, beaming at me. “You haven’t stopped.” I go slightly red. “Thank you, dad” I say. “I guess I needed an outlet while staying at home.” “It’s magnificent.” Luca beams. “Sophie also told me about the book. She enjoyed it, especially because it's a Mafia romance…”

I insisted in on the laptop that had come with it. I found a bunch of files about various people including Donald Dante, Lord and other names I only recognized because they were very important people. I realized Vincent had given me classified information about the cartels and some big companies of which was also the general. I felt a wave of relief as I opened the General’s file. I had been so worried about the case but now, I had the upper hand and knew exactly what to do to win the case. The only question that remained at the back of my mind was why Vincent Vincenzo had left me with this information.

I needed Gavril, just like Ilsa needed Roman. I found a study that smelled like Roman’s cologne, and my heart twisted as it looked eerily familiar to Gavril’s. The moonlight streaming through the French doors gave me enough light to start rummaging through the drawers, attempting to find anything that would give me a way to contact my husband. After a few minutes, I came across a slim black book, surprised when I opened it up to find numerous well-known Mafia and crime bosses around LA. I had just found the ultimate little black book!

“Thats what I have gone to figure out. Father is certain that he has no mole on his end, there's no outsiders either which leaves the your end as the only option.” The godfather took a deep breath,it was heavy. I couldn't dare to imagine the effect this news had on him. The godfather was a man of legacy, of principle and one way to hurt a man like that was to hurt his legacy and shake his principles. “Rest assured I will figure this out.” He said at last as he went back to his food. I had expected him to start yelling out orders but his actions did not surprise me either. He was cool, calm and collected. “Have at your meal” he gestured, “we're not going to let some mole ruin dinner for us no