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"There's something I'd like to talk with you about." Once we were all settled in the living room, I leaned my head forward and began, "Luca, I'm sure you've noticed our family life is a bit...strange. And you should know it's not just art thieves who want to get their hands on the Rossi family. Sophia wasn't only taken because of the Michelangelo sketches. She was kidnapped because my family is part of the mafia. We run one of the most powerful, profitable mafia in Italy." "What...what do you mean you run a mafia?" Luca asked, laughing slightly.

he said in a husky voice. Sofia was dumbstruck as she stared at the man who flirted with her. He was tall and muscular, he was dark-skinned, and he had red locks and a tattoo on his neck that I recognized. He is from an American family called the Rocks. The current biggest American family mafia in this century is known for their well-known kidnapping of innocent victims, sex trafficking, murder, and most of all their selling of drugs. I stepped away from them and notified the rest of the team mostly Jevon knowing he's gonna flip. He wouldn't want anything to happen to her and most importantly he seemed to have a huge crush on her.

He didn't have to worry about getting sold like I did. "Adriana Amrita O' Knight, get your butt down here right now!" My mother said as she was mad. She even used my damn middle name. That was always a scary point for me and my brother. If we got the middle name by any of our parents we knew they meant business. Usually we would cave by then but I'm 18 years old I can do what I want. And right now that was sitting in a kids tree house."No not till you and dad tell me I'm not getting married." I said. "Adriana would you stop being a child for once!" My mother said."I'm not a child mother!" I hissed leaning my head out the window sounding just like a child."Adriana please..." she requested."Te

The message read. “Well, it's high time I go there. How did they even survive this long without me? Oh, yes Clara took care of things.” I said and chuckled. I took a deep breath, stood up and headed for the exit. It had been quiet a while I heard anything about the well known Mafia Lord, Leo. It was hard to tell what he might be up to but I'll surely have time to look into him Once again soon enough. “All I need to do is figure out who abducted Camila and make them pay for it, then I'll know what to do concerning Leo.” I said to myself.

—Ellie— After Tristan killed his man and the blood spilled all over me, I don't know what happened after that. I wasn't even sure what day it was, whether it was the same day or it was possible that I was drugged and days had passed. Being a mafia princess we're raised to know that getting kidnapped by one of our enemies is always a possibility but of course nothing is done to prepare us, we aren't taught how to fight or defend ourselves because the men believe that they will be able to protect us come what may. It's because of that hubris that I'm in this situation right now.

"No! How can I just climb on your back? Moreover, there's an injury on your arm." JK yells, "Just shut up and do as I say!" "No, I won't! Why are you showing me mercy now?" "I have never seen a stubborn girl like you." Grabbing her hand forcefully, he makes her lean on his back. "This man, seriously! How long are you going to force me? Will you ever let me live peacefully? When will you stop all this?" "When you love me more than I do." "I'll never fall for you." "You won't have to do it, baby. It will happen automatically. Just wait and see." "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Walk as soon as possible; I'm so hungry." "It's high time to learn how to control your hunger." "Yah, I've never seen a stupid

I was so silent and one day when I was coming back from school someone just shot at my car and kidnapped me. I remembered how I was tied up and was in a dark place. I used to call my Grandpa, My Dad, My Mom. I cried there for hours and finally the door opened and grandpa entered there. I hugged him tightly. I was so scared and he just wiped my tears and that day he decided to quit Mafia. Although his enemies were so much still he wanted to protect me. His loyal people started working with him and since then My gurads were assigned.

Justice, Mafia Style ______ "Let me go, you bastards!" Monica thrashed against the ropes binding her wrists and ankles, her screams echoing through the warehouse. The moment I stepped in, every man in the room turned to acknowledge me. "Welcome, boss," one of them greeted. Monica's frantic gaze snapped to me. "Leo?" Her face twisted in shock, then instantly softened as she switched tactics. "Leo, these people kidnapped me on my way to your house! I was coming to see you!" she cried.

Harvest smiled, he looked very sweet with his smile, unfortunately his real persona was not as sweet as his smile. If Damian was cruel with his cold demeanor. Harvest was cruel with his warm demeanor. The two of them may be different in terms of their personalities, but one thing is certain, both of them are not people who come from good families. Power makes them not recognize the term hardship. The wealth they eat is likely the result of crimes that have been committed for generations from a mafia organization. Which they cover their identity with a company that becomes a shell of illegal companies whose money flows endlessly.

"Heaven, it's a complicated situation. I don't owe them money; I owe them a bride." I stared at him, confusion and disbelief mingling on my face. "A bride? What are you talking about?" He took a deep breath before explaining, "Years ago, I made a deal with the Turkish mafia. They wanted a connection to our family, and in return, they offered protection and influence. The deal was sealed with an agreement that one day, I would give them a bride." My heart raced, a sense of dread settling in. "And that guy, the one who just threatened us, is he...?"