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I couldn’t reach Camilla if they were still breathing. So I did what we’re trained to do... what every man in the mafia learns early. You don’t wait for mercy. You make the crack yourself. You bend the impossible until it breaks. I’d been fighting impossible battles all my life. This? This was just another cage to tear open. I let my lips curl. “Tell me something,” I said, my voice low and taunting. “Which one of you f*cks the wall to earn Celestino’s good graces?”

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I remembered that the last time I opened the sketchbook before coming to Italy, the sketch was there. What actually happened? I had to ask Mario. He wasn't outside by my door when I opened it so I decided to call him. He gave me his number earlier to call him in case I needed something and he wasn't around. Gabriel's POV With slow dangerous struts, I walked into the punishment room where the rest of the mafia members were waiting for me. As soon as they heard my footsteps, their chatter ceased and there was a deafening silence. I lived for inflicting fear on others. I was only different when I was in my other mask; Gabriel Flynn. But as Luciano Russo, I was ruthless as the devil himself.

I bit my lips as I heaved a sigh, "The name on the file is Jaylen Noire Adryan, I am sure you are aware of that." "Yes, I am very well aware," Alexis put off her massage chair. How would anybody decide to just wake up and kill Jaylen, it's like signing a death contract and I didn't sign one. "And you want me to kill him? That man Is well protected, I am also sure you are well aware of that," I tried my best to be calm because I'm around Alexis. The person they wanted me to eliminate is one of the youngest, most successful and notorious mafia lords, Jaylen Noire Adryan. He is the king of the underground world and he is the kind of person someone like me would never want to cross paths with.

"That's an interesting name. Not exactly what I was expecting for a mysterious stranger hiding out in the middle of the woods. "And what were you expecting, city girl? Would you have preferred something more 'rugged' like 'Grizzly', or something more 'dangerous' like 'Wolfbane'?" Marko teased, leaning back in his chair again. "Wolfbane?" Maria echoed with a scoff. "Yeah, that would be downright cliché. And Grizzly?" She rolled her eyes exaggeratedly. "A bit on the nose, don't you think?" Marko chuckled at her sharp response. "You're a witty one, I'll give you that. But I assure you, 'Marko' is plenty sophisticated and mysterious enough."

No one else would dare. I had escaped my father but I just basically went from frying pan to fire. Hakan was Scorpion, there was no doubt about it. I was in the arms of the deadliest and most feared mafia boss in the whole country and maybe further than that.

She thought me a lot at a very tender age. She would always say she see her old self in me. Dad said the same thing as well. He said I remind him of his mum. I inherited her fearlessness and bad temper. More reason he makes me so all the dirty works. People fear me more than my elder brother, Julio Rossi. He works on the legal part of the family business. He is married with two kids. Annie and Joshua. Very adorable kids. Julio hardly fight. He is the less violent type. He has an annoying sympathy and frustrating tenderness when it comes to things about the Mafia.

“First time I heard someone say that a mafia don is ‘not a bad person.’ Seriously, girl, you are so down bad. Wasn’t it you who was trying to leave him at all costs a few months ago? Now, all of a sudden he is ‘not a bad person. Just very energetic’? Girl.” “Well, I’m definitely not fully on board with the whole mafia boss thing, but what can I do? You’ve seen how he clung to me? I just think that if that part could be blotted out, he is pretty awesome,” Sarah said before meeting Julia’s gaze. Her eyes said it all; she was disgusted. Her reaction was the perfect sibling reaction. When someone starts seeing your sibling, and you just sit there wondering what the hell they see in the sewer rat