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It's somewhat unusual for a mafia 'girlfriend' to attend a business meeting, but most of Manuel's colleagues have gotten used to seeing me at these meetings. Manuel Ramirez is top of the food chain; he commands unlimited respect and is allowed to bring whomever he wants to a business meeting. He's one of the most dangerous men in the world. Wealthy beyond belief, his money is acquired through drugs and human trafficking. But he's also an arms dealer and a smart investor. He takes me everywhere and his men have gotten used to talking in front of me. None know of our arrangement. It's a good one. I keep him safe and he pays me well.

She Qian Mo was nothing like Dawn imagined. The man had long, silky black hair that flowed past his shoulders. He wore round Parry Hotter glasses and was lanky. If the former mafia boss didn’t know better, he would have thought he was dealing with a private investigator instead of an underworld informant.

She covered her mouth, but blood quickly seeped through her fingers. "Told you," I placed my hand on my hip. "Get the fuck out of here!" Camari cried as she ran for the door. "Excuse me?" The man said, grabbing my attention. "What?" He stood there looking at me. I never in my life have seen this man before, but his features seemed so familiar. He was tall, covered in tattoos, and had the same stunning eyes as Alek. "Not all of us like easy girls. Some of us are looking for love," The guy stated.

Finally, the bartender left his station, taking a seat next to Chiara. He placed his hand on her thigh, clearly taking advantage of the fact that Chiara was drunk and not in the right state of mind. “So, I’m Gambino. What’s your name?” He asked, flashing her a slight smile. Chiara’s cheeks reddened. If it was back then, she would have pushed his hand off and complimented it with a slap but she was much too intoxicated to care. “Chiara.” She muttered, her eyes locked on his green ones.

"It's not good, you know? This double thing. Kind boss during the day on the plantation, and one mean don in the dark hours. You'll flip somewhere." I gave him a level stare. "Don't you have a vineyard to run?" I said in a low voice, which meant I was close to losing my temper and hitting his face if he lingered. Fillipe was a friend; also involved in both the wines and the mafia. And he was a helluva annoying guy. Being about a year older than me, he had an inclination to gossip. Until he was in the field, and he was as tough as a nail.

This is a bonus chapter for the Mafia Academy and I promise you want to read it. While I have you, I need to thank you for reading about these three amazing couples. If you continued this far, I'm sure they are as special to you as they are to me. For Mr. Xavier's complete story and how he found himself at Rochester, you’ll want to read Hotter Than Hell available on GoodNovel. Xavier is the head of the desert crime syndicate when Madison enters his world. One day, I plan to write about his children.

They both freshened up and cooked the dinner together. Emma is now feeling much better now. Marco was in the mansion when he received a call from one of the underbosses. It's none other than Carter, who is the underboss of Texas and he acts as an alibi to Luca and works for Luca. "What is it carter" Marco directly came to the point. "It's the Russians. They caught one of my men and tortured him almost to his death in his apartment. My man is in critical condition" Carter revealed with panic.

But no one dares to offend Kairo directly. "Don't you dare threaten me, John? You know Kairo wouldn't like it if anyone offends me like this" he snapped at John. John is a stout, tall, and muscular man. He evened out the invisible creases on his expensive suit. He chuckled with amusement at the empty threat delivered by Antonio. Even though John is into human trafficking, he has connections all over the world. He is powerful in his own right. He is more powerful than a few mafia dons, like Antonio.

Anna cried out tapping her mother fiercely. Lorenzo walked angrily to him with his gun pointed at his head. " Any last words Paolo?" Paolo began to laugh. "Fanculo la Mafia (Fuck the mafia)" he cussed out Lorenzo pulled the trigger and hot blood gushed out of the bullet hole in his head. The man fell lifeless to the ground and made a loud thump. He used a finger to wipe Paolo's blood that had splashed on his face. The smell of blood had delighted him.

And one by one, the Hive mafia members, who at this time gathered in front of the cabin, dropped like flies. “Shit! I missed one,” Rein thought as her bullet flew past the last man who began shooting randomly in the air after realizing a sniper gunned down every last one of his comrades. The Marine stabled her breathing and, after a short exhale, pulled the trigger, finally hitting the man in the chest. If Damon was there as her spotter, it would have been easier. “Did Thane get my location?” She wondered. The mafia heir and his assistant peeked out from the bodies to see what exactly happened. “How in the hell?” Rafiq said out loud with his gun still aimed forward.