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I narrowed my eyes but they didn't give me time to suspect or think of a theory. "I don't understand," Angie says. Is there another mobster looking for us? And he comes from Italy? Are we international now? "The Mala Brenta is not a joke, Angela," he scolds her. It is another of the most dangerous criminal organizations in the world. In fact, it is classified as the most violent. "Then why do you want the girls' USB and why did you kidnap Arnold's nieces?" Thomas asks confused, I was the same as him.

' You'll soon know who she belongs to. " Good morning, sir. " Gabby said and rested his laptop on the table. " Morning, " He nodded and picked up the laptop, and placed it on his lap. " Anything new. " He asked, moving his fingers on the laptop. " Yes, sir. Italian mobsters are visiting next week. " Gabby said.

I already knew they were working with Sonia to leave NYC. "I'll order that right away. I just thought you should know, that we ran his biometrics data and found something very interesting. He is a citizen of Italy and goes by the registered name Mario Karts. Karts is an Italian mob group, a former branch of the Di Marco syndicate. This Mario guy seems to be the head of the group " Karts? Mario Karts...Leonardo Karts. What's the relationship between the two? One wanted to take my woman from me and the other claimed to have killed her. Fvcking clowns!

There is something about the way it is wrapped, so carefully and deliberately, that makes me think it is more than just a simple gift. I unzip the parcel, my hands trembling slightly, and pull out a stack of books. Romance novels, to be exact. New releases, their covers glossy and pristine, the kind of books I have not had the time or energy to buy since I came back to America. I run my fingers over the titles, my heart aching in a way I cannot quite explain.

Then I find it: "Vitale Family Tragedy - Three Dead in Warehouse Fire" Article dated: August 5, 2007. Victims: Marco Vitale (father, 45). Sofia Vitale (mother, 42). Emilia Vitale (daughter, 8). Survivor: Dante Vitale (son, 12). Cause of fire: Arson suspected. Never proven. Then I decide to search: "Lucia Hale death 2007" Nothing. Zero results.

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That wasn't comforting. “And if she isn't?” “We will kill each and every one of them. Vincenzo is ruthless, but he is not stupid. I am sure he wouldn't want to start a war with you”, Ben said, no matter how comforting his words were. These people were Mafia lords, they feared no one, not even the law itself. My eyes drifted off to the CCTV footage, “Cara is leaving, let's follow her” I said, standing up. Usually, I wouldn't be present to catch her myself, but I was anxious about Taylor, any sort of distraction just not to worry was highly welcome.

They're not exactly familiar with how my world works. They don't know about Italian families and the mafia. They're aware of the fictitious story, but not the real aspects. They think it's barbaric to arrange a marriage for someone. They hear about murders from the news and on TV. I grew up hearing about assassinations. Sometimes, they involved people we knew. It was just how it was. My friends don't know about this. They would never understand. Some things are best kept secret. I finish my panna cotta with forest fruits just as the Ferrante family stands. We do the same. Dad grasps Marc's hand and shakes it. "Thank you for coming," he says with a smile. "Meeting you has been an honor."

Hard. "I'm not a whore, Eron Castile. You're in the mafia right? That's why you don't want me to know what you do. You speak Spanish and Italian at the same time so you think you have power over all the women in this world, but guess what? You can't own me, you dumb fuck. Enjoy." I ranted​, squatting down almost immediately and pulling down his zipper. I pushed it lower and dragged down his boxer briefs, gasping as his erect cock sprung out, almost slapping my face.

I poured myself a glass of water and drank it in one go. Alessandro "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 Alessandro’s seat to read but halted in my steps as I saw him already sitting on it.