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We're going to spend the rest of our lives together and I can't fucking wait. That's the end 😭 It's been one hell of a ride and I can't thank you all enough for reading to the end and voting and commenting. Thank you to my early gang badbunnyrabit RoyaleGates hellomy20 who make me so excited to wait for their comments on an chapter! I can't tag everyone again but if you've commented you've made my day 😌. Next up is Damian's book, The Mafia Have Feelings Too. I'll post the character chapter so you can add it to you library if you're interested in reading it. You'll see Marcus, Nathan and Cole there too 😉 And you'll get to see what's going on inside Damian's head!

But Mikhail didn’t look away from her. “You know my name now,” she whispered. He tilted his head. “I knew it the first night you walked in.” Her eyes widened. “What?” “Isabella Moretti,” he said. His voice dropped lower and rougher. “Daughter of Carlo Moretti. The girl who ran from the Rossi wedding. The girl whose father sold her to pay his debts.” She felt the floor tilt under her feet and he stepped even closer. His body blocked the whole doorway now. “You walked into my casino. You took my job. You looked me in the eye when everyone else looked away. And now you saw what I do to people who betray me.”

“I’ve never been with a man before… but I’m not against the possibility. You’d better behave, Tristan, or I might just make your entire body ache with regret.” He turned and walked away, leaving me alone, bound and exposed, in the eerie silence of the warehouse. It was then, in the echoing emptiness, that the full horror of my situation truly dawned on me. I was caught in the crossfire of a brutal mafia war. Abducted by Vlad, I was now nothing more than a bargaining chip, a tool for his twisted vengeance against Giovanni. And the night, it seemed, was far from over.

I could've sworn I saw her shoulders lift with pride as she spoke, that smug smile never leaving her face. She makes me fucking sick. “Interestingly, it is the same plight as the female lead of my newest bestseller book,” Gabi continued, “a woman with so much to give the world, but such little luck. So much so that she falls into the hands of a Killer, a dangerous Mafia man…” I watch as the Interviewer literally piques. Her brown eyes glow with desperate curiosity at the mention of the word ‘Mafia’.

"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

Santiago’s POV The Next Day, Amidst a terrible headache, I sat in my bedroom, clicking my pen up and down as I stared at my computer, attempting to decipher the file my consigliere had sent me. I grabbed the ibuprofen in the corner and swallowed it, and after thirty minutes, I felt better. Everything I know is about the Mafia, its clandestine files, and the individuals hiding behind its high-ranking officials. My chief advisor warned me to be careful next time since they might dig a bullet in my back.

More importantly, what had motivated him to abandon his calling? Genevieve wondered if Raffalle was the boss, or if there was another boss. Raffalle had seemed pretty powerful to her when she’d met him the night of their vacation as if he were the one who gave all the orders for how the mob universe should run. But something about the power that emanated off Raffalle told her different. But then, what about Clint’s other bosses .She remember one she saw the night Clint introduced her as his wife to be , but his name wasn't coming to her head .He was old, certainly, but he could still be the boss. She remembered how he clung to the back of the room like a fading cologne, observing everything

“We run together. No more sacrifices, Matteo. Not after everything we’ve survived.” He glanced back at me, and for a split second the ruthless mafia heir vanished. In his place was the man who had claimed me body and soul — the one who had whispered love against my skin in the middle of gunfire and chaos. His expression softened with raw emotion. “I love you, Alexandria. More than I ever thought possible. Those boys… they’re ours. No matter what this bastard says.”

“I used to consider that respect would be sufficient. That earned loyalty would always be stronger than enforced devotion, but I was incorrect” I removed the black book from under my arm and raised it. The older men visibly went pale, with some lowering their eyes, and others backing a tiny step away. Primo's lips tightened in irritation, but then his eyes opened in shock, recognizing the book. “Some of you must have heard rumors from many years ago about how merciless De Luca was, and how they've killed all their men in a single night. “I am here to let you know that none of those are rumors but true. People, the older ones must have seen and known why before the fall of the De Luca family

Damon was kneeling before Lucien begging for mercy, while Lucien held a gun to his head, he was trebling in fear, I had to do something even though I didn’t really care whatever happens to him, I didn’t want something bad to happen to anyone because of me so I had to also plead on Damon’s behalf I ran downstairs and knelt beside Lucien pleading with him so he doesn’t pull the trigger “Please Lucien don’t do what you would end up regretting, he’s not worth it” “Oh, but he was worth it last night, right? He stepped on mafia territory without permission, and you should know what happens to intruders by now…death” “I know, he’s sorry he didn’t know, please forgive him” “Forgiveness doesn’t work