Mafia 2 Collectables Novels & Stories

“Still the same, Raven.” “Still breathing,” I replied and nodded my head. “Barely.” Francesco poured us two glasses of wine. I didn’t drink mine. He didn’t mind. He was too busy in smiling like a fox. “So,” he said as he leaned back in his chair. “The diamonds. They reached?” “Yesterday. Clean cut and well packed. Your guys didn’t mess up this time.” I replied nonchalantly. He nodded and asked. “And the guns?”

The sky was covered with clouds, casting a greyish hue over the entire city, and under that sky, the dull gleam of a black Lamborghini Veneno caught the attention of those passing by on the street at that hour. Its destination was clear, the same purpose that had kept it in use during these few days: collecting debts, and within it, the man responsible for making it happen was delighted and excited for that moment. Upon arrival, a house in the lower districts of the city seemed dimly lit, perhaps fearful of what was about to happen inside it and to the people who had sheltered it for so many years.

He leaned against the tree. My skin crawled at the vivid images his words painted in my mind. Each new detail made me grateful for skipping breakfast that morning as it felt like my insides were trying to escape. The way Charlie had explained the Arcane Collectors was like a mafia organisation with a thing for ancient relics, but the way Mr Harrison put it, a mafia organisation sounded like kindergarten. What's worse is how it weirdly made sense. The untraceable thefts, thieves that chose death over failure, wrecking houses, and kidnapping teenagers at midnight.

“He made it his obsession to find it. Eventually he learned it was in Julio’s possession. He’s been expanding his reach in the mafia ever since, so that when the journal finally lands in his hands, he’ll have the muscle and resources to use it. That’s why he’s circling you now like a fucking vulture. Julio’s gone, so you’re just an obstacle in the way of his prize. And make no mistake, Rose. He won’t hesitate to dispose of you.” I went back to my chair and slumped into it, my body heavy and my expression flat with shock. As if having my father murdered, being on the edge of losing my father's company, now I was in the middle of some dangerous mafia shit. It was too much. Too fucking much. To

“It’s his mansion. Every hallway. Every tunnel. Even the escape routes.” I got up and limped over, my arm pressed against my aching sides. My eyes swept over the blueprint. “He’s paranoid. These walls are layered. Look at the hidden vault under the east wing,” I pointed out. “That’s where the encrypted script is,” Luca said. “The one that unlocks the medallion. Without it, the heirloom is useless.” I nodded slowly, already aware of every rule, code and tradition of the Mafia. Hell, I’ve been Capo for years. “And he knows we’re coming,” I stated, straightening up.

"That's actually kind of cool. Terrifying, but cool." "More than just a crime lord," Reign continues, scrolling through the information. "According to Landon's sources, The Collector doesn't just deal in artifacts. They harvest them. They find people with rare abilities or bloodlines and... extract what they want. Sometimes the person survives. Sometimes they don't." My stomach turns. "And they might want the curse fragments."

“ Are you kidding me? I asked. “ Why would I? He said while he stopped chopping and look into my eyes. “ I know I can never be that special woman to someone like you “ I said. “ What makes you think that way? He asked. “ Because you bought me to be your sex slave and I know the only thing pulling you back from turning me to your toy is your injured hand” I said. He step out of the kitchen and comes to me at the counter. He pulled me closer to him. “ Is that what you believe? He asked. “Isn’t that what most of the mafia do? I asked.

I now belonged to him and his mafia. "Selling you would be easy but then again, I want to know what's so special about you. My father took millions from the mafia secretly and those were invested in a secret project he called the Jade Scythe," at that, I tried not to react. "It's you isn't it? Took me a while to figure it out but why would he invest millions in you, where were you for the last four years and why are you back?" Truthfully, I couldn't answer the last question but I knew the answers to the rest and there was no way I was telling him anything. I remained silent. He stopped walking and was now behind me. I could feel his body heat. He was so close.

Zachary shoved his hands into his pockets and paced slowly around the living room. "From what I know, it contains a collection of documents on every single Mafia organization in the world, information about them, all their crimes, looted capital, and series of evidence. The information on where gold bars and statues worth over five hundred trillion dollars are kept hidden illegally is also in that safe."