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They say if you keep dancing with the devil you’ll get burned. There was only one way that this shit would end. They always say that the only outcomes of being in the game are winding up dead, or going to jail. Would I really get my own happily ever after, being the bastard that I was? With all of the people I hurt, all the bodies I’d made drop, all of the lives I’d destroyed? My name is Louis… And this is my story. Growing up in Birmingham, being forced and groomed into the mafia under the influence of my stepfather.

"But that's how they are. They hold onto your mistakes forever and use them against you whenever they can. The society girls, the other wives, they love having something to whisper about." I nodded, understanding more than I wanted to. The mafia world was unforgiving and I was just starting to see how deep that went. "Especially with the fact that Gabriel cheats without hiding it from me," Kiara said casually, like she was talking about the weather. "Unlike other mafia men who only let their friends know, not their wives. Everyone knows about Gabriel." My stomach dropped and I didn't know what to say. I looked at Kiara, searching for pain or anger but found neither. She just looked resigned.

He leaned back in his chair, eyes sharp and calculating. “The Romano family made me an offer I cannot refuse. You’re to marry Adriano Romano.” For a moment, the words didn’t make sense. Adriano Romano? My stomach twisted violently. His name was enough to send shivers racing down my spine. Everyone had heard of him. The youngest mafia don, a man whose empire stretched across cities. Ruthless. Untouchable. They said he built his throne on blood and fear, and that those who dared cross him vanished without a trace.

"Maybe I'm just a Roglas. That seems to be enough." "No." Rafael shifted to face her fully. "This isn't about your family name. I've dealt with the Roglases before. They're small-time, barely worth my attention. But tonight, I watched the Bratva, the Calabrians, and a private military contractor all try to grab you. That level of interest doesn't come from being a minor mafia princess." Cassandra's face had gone pale. "I don't understand." "Neither do I. Yet." The car pulled into an underground garage. Rafael's safe house, a renovated warehouse he used for situations exactly like this. Secure, private, impossible to find unless you knew where to look.

"Great. We'll go have all the fun, and Miss Nerd here can go back to her books." She rolled her eyes again. "I'm not a nerd." "Yet you act like one." "Is the club close by?" I asked after they stopped bantering, and he nodded. "Thirty minutes away. It's actually open to mostly prestigious people and is rumored to be owned by the Mancini family." "Mancini family?" "Yes. A powerful Mafia family here in Italy. No one really knows much about their operations, but rumors are always flying here and there. It is rumored that they own most of the clubs, restaurants, and casinos in the country too. It's quite crazy."

Never in my life did I imagine having sex with the mafia. “Are you nervous?” I wondered how the hell he was able to read my mind. My lips parted, feeling him right at my wet entrance. “Are you a virgin?” His question was the last-ditch effort to stop everything. Yes! Mafia novels often show a preference for targeting innocent girls, especially virgins, and it’s unlikely that multiple books on the same topic would all fabricate this detail. Maybe that’s why he bought me. Even at the auction, they picked virgins for the highest bids.

“Necessary???!!! For who!!? You? Your reputation? when has anything you've done been necessary dad!!! Tell me! Just one time!!! Once!!! I had hope for us dad! in you!! I barked a humorless laugh. But you know what? screw that and screw you!. I grabbed my bag and was just about to storm out when I heard his voice . “She’s feisty. I like that.” I froze and slowly turned. There he was, hidden in the darkest end of the cafe. Luca Romano. He rose to his feet and gently approached us. Like time was his. He looked like he owned every building in the city and maybe he did. Tall, broad shouldered and his eyes....so dark that they pinned me in place. He had a smirk that promised trouble. Gorgeous. Wha

Kai Pov It's been six months since Ian and I found out that we share the same mate. First, I join him to kill him but what am I doing is opposite, I made him strong, undefeatable, and king. Yep, as he asked for he became king of Mafia gangs all over the world except an old Mafia bloodline in Russia called 'BLOOD'. There are many rumors that gang leader and many in the gang were vampires.

As Sherly sifted through the stack of documents on her desk, her brows furrowed in concentration. Two days had passed since the ball, yet the memory of the mysterious figure who had glared at George lingered in her mind like a haunting specter. She couldn't help but think of that man since she felt that he wasn't simple at all. He is part of the Vile Mafia; she knows it. However, for some reason, according to the information she had, she was part of the Rui Lin Mafia before.

The faint throb of the rage pumping steadily through my veins was all I felt; all I allowed myself to feel. I would have to contact the Ivanovichs soon, one out of six of the families that made up the ruling Moscow mafia. They were worthy allies. The syndicate was divided up into equal halves. The upper tripartite and the second tripartite; I belonged to the upper triad. Belonged to the deadliest. Emily... The name passed through the confines of my mind as an aching whisper. With it came a warmth I immediately stiffened to. I was going to get my revenge, and it wouldn't matter who I took down in order get it.