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My heart started pounding as I scrolled through them. News headlines, with pictures and Tweets. “Senator Rivera’s daughter sold to Sicilian mafia boss Azrael Valenti.” “Who is Celeste Rivera? The senator’s scandalous secret.” #MafiaPrincess #RiveraDeal #AzraelValenti There were photos too. Me in the gardens. Me standing on the balcony. Me getting into Azrael’s car. All over the internet. “Oh my god.” My throat went dry. Enzo took a step back. “Celeste, I didn’t—”

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He reminded himself he could not be sidetracked from his purpose. “Ms. Baxter, let me tell you one thing. Don Marco and his family operate one of the biggest MAFIA groups in the country. If we can take them down, we could potentially help the innocent from becoming their victims.” “As you guessed, they run a prostitution den. They guise it as charity events, but however you look at it, it was illegal and a crime.” “I am sure you would like to help others, Ms. Baxter?” “Are you hearing yourself?” Kara cried as fear, anger, loathing, frustration, and disappointment rolled into one.

I said without looking at him, waiting patiently for the metal to heat up. "What?" "I said, try again," I growled, my voice cold and low. "Mr. Gabriel?" "Wrong." I smirked, and then placed the hot blade on his palm. But that wouldn't hurt, right? I shifted slightly to where it would hurt most. This time, he couldn't hold back the scream as the searing metal sunk into his flesh. His friends watched in stunned horror. I leaned close to his ear. "My name is Luciano Russo, heir to the Italian Mafia. And I'm just getting started with you."

After four long hours of driving, I finally stop in front my house-my parent's house. Still the same two story house, with the obnoxiously large water fountain in the middle of the driveway. I guess you could say I was born into a rich family, actually very rich. Papa's older brother, Pedro Alfonso, was head of the Spanish mafia. When he died of a heart attack, his wife, Cristina Alfonso, and son, Dante Alfonso, came to live with us.

the wolf " Moretti, one of the biggest and most feared real estate mogul. His black suit was as dark as the night outside, his eyes cold especially under that chandelier, the blue eyes shown and looked some type of green. Everyone knew who he was or had heard of him. He was good at what he did and he was known for being ruthless and merciless. Both qualities I did not agree with. But my qualities did not matter in this instance, I needed his help and if sucking up to him will let him help me out then that's what I was going to do. I picked two of the tequila shots I had ordered and drank them before gathering the courage to walk up to his section. To the world I was Kalia Kiari. The daughter

Rose then turned to her father. “This is the one chance I had to win this stupid case. If Stan did something to my lawyer, I would be the one to kill him!” she warned with a serious expression. Rose seemed different and very angry. This wasn't the girl I had spent some time with before the nailing of that man, this was Lord's daughter, the Mafia princess. “Let me give him a call” Lord suggested, but Rose refused. “He knows he has messed up and won't take your calls” she said as she pulled out her phone and began talking to someone. When she was done, she turned to look at me.

,he said "you will die before lying your hand on my girl.... ",I said to him angrily... "so let wait and watch... Tick tock..... " "you.... ", suddenly call cut... He will not do anything now.... Now I'm a mafia leader.... Anaya is mine..... I will protect her..... I know she doesn't know about my mafia work..... Today I will be lenient with her. It will not damage if I love her...... Today... No fu** ......we will sleep together but with love.. I knew everything about her past.... Her past is so rough.....

ok says Ibrahim, both sleep and after some days Ibrahim gets well perfectly, right now Ibrahim was making love to mehak, just then Ibrahim phone ranged up, he doesn't want to receive it but seen caller name he says Jaan this is important he received it and says hello, hello me Ibrahim I am your Dr I got your money to thank you, Ibrahim sir if you want some more help just call me, Ibrahim says ok and cuts the call, on the other hand, Dr wife says Ibrahim khan gave you this much money why? dr says because he loves his wife very much he can do anything for her you see mafia possessive love, Ibrahim made love to mehak and says this mafia man can do anything for his mehak, only you can make me on

Alessia slid into the plush leather seat, her heart racing. As the car pulled away from the curb, Alessia's mind whirled with conflicting thoughts. What am I doing? she wondered, her fingers nervously smoothing the fabric of her dress. This isn't just some wealthy businessman. This is the Bratva. The Russian mafia. The realization sent a chill down her spine. She'd heard whispers about the Bratva's activities in the city - extortion, drug dealing, even human trafficking. And now she was willingly walking into their world.