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In the shadows of Moscow's underworld, a name struck fear into the hearts of many: Daniil Morozov, the merciless leader of the Russian mafia's most notorious gang, the "Morozov Bratva." His reputation for ruthlessness and cunning had earned him the nickname "The Butcher." Daniil's empire was built on blood, sweat, and tears. His lucrative brothel, "The Red Diamond," was a hub for human trafficking, catering to the darkest desires of Moscow's elite.

“Looks like it. The markings on the casing match their special loads. They don’t share those with anyone.” Eli sat frozen next to Cove, his hands still stained with dried blood. “Who are the Volkovs? I’ve heard the name but… I stayed away from that world.” Cove leaned his head back against the wall, breathing carefully. “The Volkov Bratva. Russian mafia. Nikolai Volkov runs it with an iron fist. Cold. Smart. Doesn’t start fights unless he knows he can finish them.” Lena set the evidence bag down on a metal table. “They’ve been quiet for the last year. Expanding into new territories. Arms, drugs, cyber stuff. If Nikolai is working with Marco, this war just got a lot bigger.”

“You’ve grown into quite the remarkable woman. And Matteo Bellini… still playing the knight despite the chains. How predictable.” Matteo stepped forward, positioning himself as a shield. “Who the fuck are you?” The Architect smiled faintly. “The man who set the board twenty-four years ago. Marco Russo’s debts were never just gambling losses. They were investments. In you, Alexandria. Your ambition. Your fire. I needed someone strong enough to survive this world. Someone who could stand beside a man like Matteo and change the balance of power in Lisbon.” My stomach twisted. “You planned all of this? The club? The wrong door? My father’s debt?”

Mr Pompous chuckled gently and I could hear him click his tongue before responding to Dale. "It would take more than the Bratva to murder me" Bratva again? Wasn't that some sort of confraternity in Russia or-- No... I remember now. It's the Russian mafia. "The Russian Mafia" Whenever I'm lost in thought, I often speak without realizing it, and this is the second time it's happening around Mr. Pompous. He turned slowly to me revealing the darkness around his eyes which made me gulp heavily. "They have no regard for the king of the Underground. By the way, how is Sofia Dante?" I could still hear Dale from the other end even though Mr. Pompous had his deadly stares at me.

With a shaking voice, he blurted, “You can’t kill me. I know what I've done, but I’m willing to change. You can keep me as your rat against the Russians.” I kept my calm, despite the revelation. From the look on Nico’s face, the word Russians had mistakenly slipped out of his lips. At least now I knew he was working with the Russian Mafia, popularly known as the Bratva, and smuggling women and children. This was all part of that big fucking chain that had started twenty-four years ago. If I was right, I knew who Nico and the other rats had been working for. “A traitor’s always a fucking traitor, Nico. You would’ve said the same thing to that damned bratkis if this situation were to be revers

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As George's protests faded into resigned acceptance, Liam couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction, knowing that his friend had found someone who stirred his heart in ways he had never imagined. With the Rui Lin Mafia's power and connections, it is not that hard for them to have information in their hands. They may not be as efficient as the information center, but at least they still have the power to gather information. The Rui Lin Mafia's spy, a seasoned informant with a network of contacts that spanned the underworld, the person who had always been absent in every meeting inside the mafia, approached Liam and George with a grave expression etched upon his features. Not long after h

But somehow, I couldn’t picture him murdering his blood unprovoked. “Did he really kill his brother?” “The gun that killed Paulo had his fingerprints on it. And he was found with the body. Doesn’t get much clearer than that.” “What do you know about his brother?” “Built for the mafia, but his heart wasn’t in it. Their father tried to mold him though, it wasn’t working fast enough. Apparently, Viktor wanted it so badly he took him out of the equation.” I stared at the menu in front of me, my stomach clenching with something other than hunger.

she says. "You want me along?" Jay asks as we step into the metal box. "You'd better." She's focused on the closing doors. "If Valeriya calls her father to tell him I threatened her, there might be trouble." "Who is he?" I say. Her eyes twinkle in amusement, a smile playing at the edges of her lips. "Russian mafia. Your favorite." "Think they could have taken your product?" I suggest. "Doubtful. They use my business in Russia to clean their money. But it's good to be sure." As the elevator doors open, she exits.

I looked at her. "I was just following orders." she replied as i raised an eyebrow at her. Who keeps giving them orders? I was about to ask from who but Alexia beat me to it. "From a man named Moscov." Marina replied "Moscov? Does that ring any bell?" Alex asked me. It does ring a bell. Moscov is the right hand man of the Russian mafia leader and we are allies. He wouldn't, would he? Or, Moscov is a fucking snitch.