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The question was raising doubt in his mind for a long time. "I am a physiotherapist with a degree and a part-time event planner. I got the latter from my best friend. She's the one who signed me here." Why but he could sense the uneasiness in her voice even though she didn't stutter. "Are you lying?" He raised his brow. "Why would I? For you?" Rachel laughed. This confident attitude of hers was attractive to the mafia who was in search of warmth. Vincenzo had never met a woman who didn't get intimidated by my presence. Most of them came with ulterior motives which he hated.

“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.

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Street musicians gladly entertaining the tourists with their organettos and mandolins. Lovers making out in a dark corner, foolish move, Marco Marchetti thought as he walked past the dark alley. The city was beautiful and bustling, but it was also filled with thieves and criminals that were worse than thieves. He knew, he was one of them. The dignified ones though, the ones who didn't see themselves as criminals per se. It was the twisted law that saw and labeled them as criminals. The mafia. It wasn't a crime, it was a business, a business that has been smoothly run by the current Mafia King. A man whom Marco respected and honored. The man who was the main reason why Marco was out in the st

I chuckled, and looked at him. “Why The Devil's Brotherhood?” I asked. “Well,” he began, “Devil's are cold blooded, and in order to be in my gang you have to be able to forget.” “Forget what?” I wondered, and adjusted my self on the bed. “Forget all the wrong you’ve done,” he admitted, and looked down. “How much wrong does the job come with?” I asked. “A lot,” he sighed. He yawned, and ran a hand through is hair. “You know,” Ken paused,”We’ll talk more tomorrow.

When Jiro starts to mention his surname, that's when he knows that the work is starting. It took him five minutes after preparing. He went to the kitchen to toast a bread. He has no time to eat a proper meal since Jiro is waiting for him. He got his car keys before going to the garage. "Let's go." All of the mafia's mansion were located at District 7, only Caspian's mansion was at District 8. There are a total of 8 Districts in Ciudad Reál. It is not just a city, Ciudad Reál is the Capital and the biggest city in the country. That's why Caspian has a lot of obligations for being the mafia boss. But despite being the biggest city, it was also the simplest.

How the eldest son of the Maximilian family fearlessly confronted the Sicilian mafia's casino. Kaivan argued that Luca had violated rules by acting ruthlessly. The old man had seized land from residents without paying any rent. Since the issue was within Kaivan's jurisdiction, he had to get involved to settle it. Luckily, the Witch Hunter group was backing Kaivan at that time. They helped push back the Sicilian mafia, preventing further disturbances. "Does that mean it's highly likely that one of the M16 agents became disabled when returned to their family due to Luca's henchmen?"

Black Men Society, who happened to be my group and Vendetta Cascade— the one that Liam Fajardo owns, have been adversaries for decades now. BMS ranks as the largest and wealthiest mafia group in the whole world which consist of two hundred and twenty men all over the world while he had two hundred and eight thousand. Fajardos wanted to be the most powerful one, however, they failed to do so. Even before when my father was still alive and was still the leader, he had many enemies and Vendetta Cascade is the one who stood out.

He started off. I looked at him, because that sentence — it's tone — it sounded to me like something that should have been followed up with a other sentence, like he wanted to say something else to join in. And I was right. "But if I am being honest with you, my love," He said. "Sometimes, it can get pretty messy." I stared at him. "What's that supposed to mean?" I had to ask him. "The basis of dealing with Mafia Empires are pretty simple," He starts to explain. "Order, pay, get and go."

The Russian mafia was different; they were actually not smart. "He's being honest. His body language is genuine," Valentina said while looking at me. "I think so too," I replied in Italian. Dominic cleared his throat, and we turned our attention back to him. "We're leaving now. Thank you for being honest," I said as I got up. "Come on, Luca, just one game of poker. For old times’ sake," Dominic grinned. He was still annoyed about me beating him the last time we played. I glanced at Valentina, who shrugged slightly. "Alright then. One game," I said. I watched as Dominic took out a pack of cards and handed them to Jude, who started shuffling them. He dealt them out.