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Carlos said sinisterly. Christian faced his mansion from the gate where he stood, the hairs on his back were standing erect. He was feeling nervous with where the conversation on the phone was headed. "You're the only family I have left, brother," Christian answered. "I guess that would make your seventeen-year-old daughter, Caroline a pot made of clay,"Carlos responded and after he did, Christian's eyes shot open. "How did...? "I'm the leader of the Mafia, brother. Information on wealthy and affluent people is one of the perks of my position...so is espionage. I can easily plant a spy in your mansion to slit her throat in her sleep with just a word, so don't test me,” Carlos threatened.

I spent the whole weekend in New York drinking alone. I was surprised, depressed and lost, after knowing Fai and Damian are brothers. I feel like there's no way to turn back and start from the beginning again. All my plans fell apart. I can say Damian is a good man and I am sure he won’t go back to me when he knows I am with his brother, Fai. Now, I don’t know what I should do? End my game with Fai and pursue Damian or continue the plan since I need more information about Damian, Anna and others.

Marcus Siesta, the head of the Siesta group welcomed us with a big smile, guiding us to the dinner table, " Welcome, Don. It is my honor to have you and your wife in my house. Ah! My brothers are going to be jealous!" The Siesta group was run by the four brothers. They were very close to each other. The way Marcus and Vincenzo exchanged a hug, I could tell that they were more than allies. They treated each other as friends. Although Vincenzo's enmity wasn't my business, I was feeling guilty inside. Was I turning against my whole family?

Her brother shook his head sadly. She wiped her tears away. “Carlos was never going to let us go. He had grandiose plans to take over this city. Do you know what was on those flash drives? The Bratva’s bank accounts and the billions of dollars they control. Carlos and his no good friends were going to steal the money and force them to hand over this territory. He was going to start a war no one could…win for money.”

I could hear the dread in her voice. I breathed, a heavy sound of resignation. "Just how crazy are these brothers?" I muttered the question aloud, not even realizing I had done so. "We hear they're a terrifying bunch," Emily said, "There are rumors, unsubstantiated, but persistent. They say Dante murdered his own father and his elder siblings to seize control of the cartel. That's how these mafia families build power. With blood." I bit down hard on my lower lip, the metallic taste of blood filling my mouth. "We need that file. We need to crumble this whole evil cartel." She continued.

He remembered because he nodded his head and turned around to look at his little brother and every team member of his mafia. "I, Dante Matthews, officially quit as your mafia leader. After today, you won't see me my wife, or any of my children in the future in this underworld business. From this day forward, my little brother, Boris Matthews is your one and only official mafia boss of this gang. Have a great life forward everyone and goodbye." he bids goodbye to his gang. Every man, including Boris, got down on their knees and bowed down in front of Dante in respect.

Isaac's nose flared in rage as he grabbed her arm and twisted it slightly making Mia gasp in pain. “You are talking about The Pakhan of Sokolov Bratva, Butterfly. Learn to respect his name whenever you mention him.” “Respect!” Mia chuckled as she once again tried to be free from his grip. But this time Isaac didn't allow her to be free from his hold. “Respect is not snatched but earned. And your ugly brother doesn't deserve my respect. Hell he didn't even deserve my beautiful sister!” Mia yelled in frustration. Isaac pulled her closer to him. “Your sister is lucky that my brother married her after what she did! She is a ruined goods in the mafia world had anyone found out about her reality!”

The last time I mentioned The Reaper, he almost had a fucking heart attack telling me how dangerous he was and how I should stay the fuck away from him. “He was your brother. What do you think I am talking about?” Wyatt asks, and I rest both my hands on my hips as I stare into his beautiful, two-colored eyes. “No, I didn’t know. That’s why I need to talk to Leia, she is my sister, if I can even fucking call her that,” I let out, frustration taking over my body. I can’t even believe this is happening to me. I used to have such a quiet life until I decided to seek revenge for my mother, and then… I almost got killed as soon as I moved to New York, got into several deals with the biggest Mafia

I looked up at his face, breaking the first safety tip I had been told. This was a man of shadows, a man my father had sworn didn't exist, yet many times at night, I heard him curse at them. A man straight out of my nightmares. A man I hoped would never recognize me. “I fratelli Drago”, also known as the Draghi Brothers, were the worst nightmare of many Mafia lords. No one knew where exactly they came from, all we knew was they built a family, fast. Killing all their competitors, taking over families. They had murdered a boss last year, because he spilled a drink on one of them in spite. I had enjoyed watching them, following all their updates. My father called them monsters.

They were taken in by the elderly man in a grand mansion that resembled a palace. There, Aleah noticed numerous men in suits surrounding the estate. She discovered that her grandfather was no ordinary businessman—he was the leader of a powerful mafia group in Italy. His real name was Antonio De Luna. At the mansion, Antonio recounted the reason he hadn't been with Aleah's mother for 20 years. He was once the Alpha of a pack, but an unexpected tragedy struck, leading to the death of most of his pack members. He was blamed for failing to protect them from a deadly epidemic. The only ones he had managed to save were his own family. This incident was why he never formed another wolf pack, nor wa