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Aaron hung back as if he wanted a private word. “Is it true? Is he dead?” he asked, his features searching mine for answers. It seemed as if Peter was haunting us from beyond the grave. On the night he tried to lure Isobelle out of the cabin, the double-crossing snake emailed a folder full of snapshots and voice recordings to some ex-congressional representative in New York. That guy was a member of The Order, and he wasted no time in giving a little exposé about Whitehaven.

I then went through the files on his table, “This will take long. You can go home if you like” I said to Taylor, but she refused. “I wanna help. What are we looking for?” She asked, “Anything” I didn't know how to tell her. Her dead fiancé was probably a fraud who was leaving what I assumed was a double life. Taylor and I began to look through the files one after another. It was mostly work documents. In one of the notebooks, I found a phone number and tore the paper, putting it in my pocket. In Kelvin's study, I found a photo in one of the drawers,

I want you…I bit my lip, the taste of sin and lust driving me insane. The isolation gnawed at me, so I slipped away to the balcony for fresh air. The night sky stretched above me, jeweled with stars but no moon. The breeze kissed my skin, and I closed my eyes, soaking in the peace until it shattered at the touch of a rough hand on my bare back. “What the hell!” I spun, panic flaring, only to see a pot-bellied man with a greasy smile. Recognition hit me like bile. Caleb. Beatrice’s nerdy brother from high school, now aged and foul.

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.

"Let me finish before I can't child. At this event many secrets came out. One was the abuse Fabro inflicted on his wife. Another was how the families wanted a new order for the heads of the main cities. Profits were down and we were losing political support. Fabro and Lazaro, the now head of Vegas, wanted to put more powerful and capable people at the top. Caelum's father, Sergio, ruled fair among his people, but that also meant those who were more brutal tried to take advantage of him. Basically, Fabro, Lazaro, and your father's cousin Sandro aligned against Sergio. War was already brewing as the families were losing money and power. Weeks later Moore approached me about my sister and I tol

The burn scorched my throat, but it cleared my head. I opened my laptop and began compiling everything I had done for the famiglia over the years. Over the years, I had defused multiple FBI investigations, opened up the Enroppe drug routes, absorbed three rival famiglia's turfs, and built up the famiglia's legitimate business empire. All these were my bargaining chips. I had never lived by clinging to Vincenzo. Without him, I could still thrive, or even do better.

Rafael Two Weeks Later One last dinner party before the Mafia tzar and his family were set to go back to San Francisco. Women laughing, children ran around the banquet table while aunts and nannies they could finally trust followed their charges with fond smiles. The evening was perfect. He and Maman, his angel's mother finally had that conversation. He shuddered. Finally knowing who she was. A deadly woman that had settled down with the previous mafia king. It made sense when Dinara's father commiserated with El Patrón. Trusting his wife to do the talking.

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"The drink was strong, I don't remember shit. But from her narration... I - I allowed her finger me and to top that, I fucking dry humped on her pussy." Fedora clapped her hand, shouting. "Go girl!!!" "Oh shut up." I glared at her. She suddenly stopped, sitting up right. "It wasn't that bad, was it. You got orgasm I guess?" Fedora whispered lowly. "It doesn't matter if I got orgasm or not, Fedora. If you hadn't taken me to that lesbian strip party or whatever. If I hadn't seen those girls scissoring themselves, enjoying it while I hadn't had good sex in more than 3 months, I wouldn't have done what I did."

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