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“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

It was a thick, leather-bound book filled with names, dates, and the kind of secrets that kept men in power or put them in the ground. "The Black Book," I muttered, my fingers tracing the scarred leather. Every judge we owned, every cop on the payroll, every union boss who owed us a favor, it was all in here. I pulled it out, this was the leash. Without this, Remo was just a kid with a lot of buildings. With this, he was the god of Chicago. I walked over to a small wooden table and set the book down. Beside it lay a velvet box. I opened it to reveal a heavy gold signet ring, the Lombardi crest, worn smooth by my father and his father before him.

“I like this one. It tastes good.” He nods, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips, before pouring more wine into my glass. He raises it to his mouth, taking a slow sip. I watch, almost mesmerized, as the drink slides down his throat, his Adam's apple bobbing with the movement, making it jump just slightly. "What book are you reading?" His attention shifts to the novel in my hand, pulling me out of my thoughts. "The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride," I answer, my voice soft but clear.

“You have been silent for too long. Report.” I clasped my hands in my lap. “The Godfather’s men are operating in Chicago. I traced them to a location and after questioning, it was confirmed that they are indeed his people. They have training houses and women are being sold like cattle. This is a direct violation of bratva law and...” “Enough.” Another cut me off with a dismissive wave. “You're chasing ghosts. Every young bratva head thinks they see conspiracies. Do not waste our time, besides do you think we haven't heard about your own little shenanigans?”

“ I don't want you doing anything irrational, that'll probably ruin the plan, I know how much you hate them and want them dead. But still, be reasonable.” “ I am being reasonable. If I wasn't reasonable I wouldn’t be here.” Godfather sighed and signalled the guards which stood beside him and soon, they distributed documents across the table. Alex grabbed one and opened it. I didn't want to look inside but my curiosity didn't waver, so then I decided to push my nonchalant attitude to the side and peak a little and what I saw made me my stomach churn. Grosteque images of women, naked, their bodies stained with blood, their bodies marked with a symbol of a sword piercing a bird. I didn't need a

To be in a life of crime. “Gabe” - River says bringing me back from my deep thoughts. “Yes?” - I say “You are the most amazing thing that has ever happened in my life and I would be crazy to let you go” - she tells me and I close my eyes just listening to her words. “Can you repeat that?” - I ask her I know you are probably thinking how is it possible that someone like me, a mafia leader, a killer, is so insecure. I’ll explain. My father is to blame. You all know Raphael Lockwood. The Shark.

You could have shot that idiot and nothing would have happened. -You're a nasty, G- I murmured. –And on top of that, you don't help me with the book. I have to finish it the sooner the better. And I have to change the names of everyone, otherwise, everyone will know that it is an autobiography and we cannot make the existence of the mafia public.

"Oh, Raven." “My father was more than a baker. He was part of all this. The mafia, the drugs, everything." I drew back, rubbing my eyes. "Marco told me my father took something. Formulas, routes, information worth billions. And he hid it somewhere." I remember the book, I found it in a crumpled mass in my jacket pocket. Trembling, I pulled it out. "My father's recipe book." I turned to the page with my sourdough starter on it and the weird scribbles. “These are not some recipes,” Marco said. He said they're codes. Maps. That my father had hidden everything in here.”

They still need to clean up the blood and the mess. "That was quick. I like it. You punished them, and I can still be in time to say goodnight to my wife and maybe have dinner with her. Good job, son. I wish your father were here to see you in action," The Godfather says. He and Dante are drinking whiskey. My brother is pale as he runs to the side of the boat and vomits. No one blames him. It is his first kill after all.

Godfather muttered. "I woke up one day to see she ran away with some of the clan's wealth and left a note behind. It was all just all a facade from her, it was all just a lie for a her to get to my wealth and once she had what she wanted, she left. So I did what I had to do, I ended her" Godfather said with a dark look on his face The gun fell off Aurelio's hand, making a thud sound of the ground as he looked at Godfather in shock.