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Lorenzo said. "She is dangerous. They hacked into our systems," Paul said. "What! If they manage to hack into your system and you are one of the best, that means they can hack any mafia system," Lorenzo said. "She has. I know she has," I told them. "How?" James asked. "If their system knows which tattoo belongs to which mafia, which cars, the leaders, their wives, and children, you think that they haven't?" I asked, and they all kept quiet. "We need them on our side as soon as possible. Maybe she can help us defeat Elijah," James said.

When the red haze of fury finally cleared, I found myself standing over Helena's prone form, my hands sticky with blood. The warehouse had fallen silent, the fight over. But the real battle, I realized as I turned to face Aliyah's shocked gaze, was just beginning. Aliyah Sundane The world had tilted on its axis, everything I thought I knew crumbling around me. Alessandro, my Alessandro, was standing before me, his hands dripping with blood, his eyes wild with a fury I'd never seen before. Mafia. The word echoed in my mind, alongside the images from the folder Helena had shown me. Newspaper clippings of gang violence, photos of Alessandro with known criminals, documents detailing illegal oper

I asked, glancing briefly at the men who hadn't noticed us talking about them. "Babe, that's number Two in the Levels of Wealth. The 'Filthy Rich'. Those men there are the Russian Cartel members. The one in the middle, the older man is their boss. He's a Mafia, beside him are drug lords with huge ass cartels all over the city. I don't even like serving them. Because any slip up and your head can be mounted on the wall." Olivia widened her head, shaking her head and turning us away from them. Mafias? Cartel? Drug Lords? Was that even real? I thought all these only happened in movies, not in real life?!

Jay joked and Bharti chuckled but Mayra was getting frantic. "And how stupid is this guy to walk right into their trap!" She said taking everyone's attention. "I had to take the risk. I thought they would be civilized enough to not attack when I wasn't there to harm them!" He reasoned but gained a chuckle from Mayra. He sat on the couch with Bharti while Mayra was standing beside him. "They are Mafia! They are all crackheads. How can you just go there without any weapon and help?" She questioned again as it was hard to believe that the leader of a very big mafia group can be so stupid!

The air in the tunnel was thick with sweat, dust, and danger. Marcus Harper, the Atlans Mafia lord, walked in with the arrogance of a man who thought the world bowed at his feet. He wasn't alone. Five hefty men trailed behind him, their broad, tattooed chests glistening under the dim light. One chewed lazily on a cigarette, smoke curling around his face. Another wore a bandana tied tight around his head, his dark eyes sharp with mischief.

Lucas is looking for the killer of the little family, and he is from the Alano gang who were paid to clean up the settlement around the girl's house because the land where they lived was bought by force. "It's not good to hold grudges for too long, you know I'm just working!" Alano said again Lucas chuckled "You killed them all" "Aren't we all that different? You killed a lot of people too." “I kill those who deserve me to kill!” "So am I, man, everyone needs money to move on, especially when you dumped me!" Lucas knows Fantino's character very well. He didn't really let go after letting Alano go from the member's house. He watched over Alano, helping him financially, but Alano refused.

Despite his deep disdain for the criminal underworld, he still believed there was a way to clear his name without compromising his values. Damon’s eyes lit up with a hint of amusement at Dean’s response, a knowing smirk curling at the corners of his mouth. "Didn't you say you didn’t like the mafia?" His voice dropped a little, now laced with sarcasm. "So, you're willing to trust the 'justice' the mafia brings you?" His words were sharp, probing, like a thorn meant to uncover the internal conflict Dean was trying to suppress. The mockery in his tone was unmistakable, yet there was an undeniable truth in his observation.

“That proves nothing. What if this Cheng or whatever was the one who stole the project to get attention and spread false accusations?” The blood in my veins heated, but I summoned my composure as I said, “Would there be a reason to murder the poor kid and his friend if he couldn't prove that the game was his?” He gave me a thin-lipped smile. “I believe you watched too many action movies. Do you think Yan Hao is some kind of Mafia boss?” he scoffed. “Actually, we believe he is the head of one of Hong Kong's Triads,” I stated firmly. “This is ridiculous.” He pinched the bridge of his nose. “You expect me to believe—”

But this won't happen again if Jate was around. "You brat I couldn't wait to watch the wrath of my boss when he sees you! Hahah ha h!" Green Millers blurted. After a few minutes a five black vans roared and stop on the street there was a hundred mens carrying a weapon came out on the car. Then a middle age fat man came out of the car, a fury and murderous aura emitting over his whole body he is none othe than Rogers the Mafia boss of the State. How the hell did he came to the city with a hundreds of men carrying an weapons on their own hands?

I smacked my hand in resentment. " Ouch, she's my baby, " Harry said. " Shut the **** up. " I said. We entered through a big iron Gate. We could see bodyguards all around. It was a SevenX club, one of the branches here. Only mafia people are allowed here. Prostitutes, slaves, hotties were just wrapped in just a small piece and were easily available here. It was the one glance of our world. I got out of the car and threw my coat on the back seat of it.