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Jacopo and Alessandro had to have done something to them, and I couldn't find it in me to care what that was. "You know," Luca grunted as we lifted opposite ends of a beautiful, antique armoire, "I still can't believe you're banging a mafia boss. Does that make you queen of the mafia? I have so many questions." I rolled my eyes at Luca's crude language. "I'm not 'banging' anyone. And being with Jacopo doesn't make me queen of anything. It's not like that." "Sure, sure," he said, winking at me. "But you have to admit, it's kind of hot. The forbidden romance between the mafia prince and the outsider."

“…Dante already made his move. He must really love the girl.” My stomach dropped. My father had something to do with the sporadic gunshots earlier. He launched an attack on the biggest mafia in Italy. The realization hit me hard. I clutched my chest, trying to steady my breathing. My father had sent men to shoot up the mansion for me. A part of me had hoped he would come for me. That he wouldn’t just let this happen. But what if someone had died? What if I had died? I swallowed, turned, and left before I could hear anything else.

All mafia. She walked over to Marco, whispering urgently, “Does it really have to be this intense? This feels like I’m about to invade a country.” “Boss’s orders, ma’am,” Marco whispered back calmly. Anna shook her head with a helpless chuckle. “I’m just going to a mall, not a shootout.” She turned to Brittany and smiled. “Let’s go.” She slid into the car, heart still hammering from everything—the morning lessons, the power she was now wrapped in, and the suffocating feeling of being paraded as Mrs. Alessandro Esposito.

"Tall, broody, deadly, and follicularly blessed. You're really setting the bar high for my mysterious fiancé, you know." "For someone facing a mafia engagement, you're oddly picky," he muttered. "Call it survival instinct. If I'm going to be Mrs. Giovanni Galliardi, I'd like to enjoy the view while I spiral into moral ambiguity." He gave her that look again—half-annoyed, half-amused. The kind that said she was trouble he never signed up for... but wasn't exactly trying to escape from, either. "You think a nice jawline will make this easier?"

I couldn't control my emotions or stop myself the second I heard those word. Why the fuck did I panic? Romeo crossed his arms, “are you admitting you’re developing feelings for her?” That was a big question I clearly didn't have the answers to, so I changed the subject, “what about the French mafia I told you to dig into?” Romeo didn’t push further, he turned slightly, his expression returning to business, “I’m still digging, but movement has increased,” he said. "So what's their problem with the Italians? I thought they're having beef," I said calmly.

As I move, my dress rustles softly, and my hair stays perfectly in place. "Wow, Lessia is this not too much?", I ask unsure. "No, it is perfect", Lessia said still trying to arrange the strands of hair on my head. I rolled my eyes and said, "Lessia why did you dress me like this, I look like two million threw up on me". She looked at my reflection in the mirror and said, "You look amazing and by the way you are the daughter of the Mafia boss, you need to dress the part". "Mafia?", I asked confused.

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In the end, I just ruined her just\\Z\ like I ruin everything in my life. A few hours longingly dreaded past until I got a phone call from the Romanos. They were the Sicilian Mafia and the most feared along with the Vitiello’s in Italy. They weren’t someone we associated with but not exactly someone that we want to cause fights with. It was a mutual agreement among us to make peace between the two mafia’s and not ruin them with another war. A slight panic crawled up my skin.

I voice my uneasy feelings aloud to Diego, and he went quiet I’m assuming he was lining his sight with mine, to see what I was seeing. Fuck! I needed to know what they were saying. “Shit, he wouldn’t?” Diego blurted from beside me. I didn’t know what his blunt remark had meant but the almost shock like sound that edged his voice made me clench my jaw tight. “He wouldn’t what?” I ground out and he sighed heavily as I watched Maria place a single kiss to Vince’s cheek before making a swift exit from the hall. Fuck, Fuck and Fuck! I want to dig this fuckers grave; she was now kissing strangers? Giving her time of day to the likes of the Italian mafia? While I was out here trying to fight my way

Before she could start her car, Emiliano Romero approached her and said: "Aren't you going to apologize? - Aren't you going to apologize to me? - And why would I do such an idiotic thing? We all know that you Romeros are criminals who work for the mafia. Emiliano's eyes widened enormously, as he felt Maria knew more than he wanted. - Do you have arguments for that accusation? - You see no, if you clean everything up, it's impossible with the bovine mafia. - You are insolent.