Romans & histoires Luigi Mangione Reading List

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On the back Leonardo had written careful letters in black ink. “Must find the killer and get revenge for Genna.” I read the words four times. My hands went cold. I sat back on my heels, files spread on the rug around me. If Leonardo ordered Clinton’s murder the way Marco told me, if Leonardo wanted my brother dead because Clinton saw something he should not have seen, if Leonardo was the one who gave the order, why keep this file, why hunt the killer, why write my name like it hurt him to see me suffer?

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“Mistakes? That’s a harsh word. I call them… experiments that went sideways.” Luca’s voice was sharp. “You lost the shipment, Gregory. Do you even understand what that means? Millions gone. Contracts broken. Blood owed.” “Blood owed, blood spilled, blood everywhere,” Gregory sang under his breath. “It’s the same song, different verse. The mafia’s playlist never changes.” “Do you want to die?” Marco snapped. “No,” Gregory said with a grin. “But if I do, I want to die smiling. At least I’ll look good in the coffin.”

Lucifer was a family and she needed his men. __________ The Gentlemen's Club Viscount Redington After leaving the ladies for an important meeting with strict instructions on not leaving the house without bodyguards, he enters another drawing-room at the club's manor. Four other members were waiting for him. No sooner than he settled on his favorite chair, Lucien asked him. "Have you spoken to the mafia princess? How did it go?"

Damien replies, opening his text book. “Today, we’re going to learn about the parts of the body that inflict the most pain.” The look in professor Luigi’s eyes is one of pure sadistic joy at announcing that. He’s a fucking crazy son of a bitch, who everyone fears being punished by, even me. Although I wouldn’t admit it out loud. “Please turn to page seventy-six in your textbook.” I thumb my way through the pages detailing archaic ritual torture and killings. It’s hard to believe that these kinds of books exist, but the mainstream have buried them. Only the Syndicate Academy would be fucked up enough to unearth them.

I was furious “Lord is a Mafia king. There is no way he would get us a place he didn't keep under watch. One thing I know about the Mafia is that they don't trust anyone. What would have happened if you said whatever you wanted to say? He would have heard us and probably was watching us and would know exactly what was happening”, Lucas explained. I suddenly felt stupid as I covered my face in my palms in shame, It all made sense now, there was no way he would have stopped me from talking had he not kissed me. His earlier expression explained it all. He was trying to warn me not to say anything. And there I was thinking he was hitting on me. I felt stupid

The voice of the news anchor filled the room, crisp and unwavering: “Coming up next, more details on the release of Vincenzo Espósito, a man with extensive ties to the Italo-American mafia, convicted in 1997 for multiple crimes...” Then, without warning, the screen went black. My head snapped toward the remote, now resting in Gojou Morunaga’s hand. His expression was stone-cold, unreadable, but the weight behind it was suffocating. Just when I thought he had finally left for the evening, here he was, sitting across from me with that damn book in hand. “I never had the patience for the news,” he said, lifting a well-worn paperback to eye level. “I prefer a good book.”

But it was there, like a low rumble of thunder before a storm, and it made something unsteady bubble in me. I couldn't help but admit, his chuckle was cute. Without another word, he reached out, pulling the book from my hands before I could react. His long fingers flipped it open, his sharp gaze scanning the title as his smirk deepened. Oh no. “A New Pet for the Mafia King by Liy Lah,” he read out loud, his voice slow, deliberate. His eyes lifted, locking onto mine with a sassy expression that made my stomach knot. “Interesting choice.” He muttered.

Rea clenched her jaw, and Marena just laughed. At a farther end of the room, Luigi watched and observed everything that had just happened. He threw his head back, and chugged the entire contents of his glass. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he smirked. “Seems like I'll be taking one more thing off your hands, cugino.” Cousin.