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"....... Owning powers over his family's companies and numerous power plants wasn't enough. He wanted more and everything he could lay his hands on. He's rumored to be known as the second coming of the devil himself because of his cruel ways of dealing with people below him...... " " Ah, Maddy? " I called, hoping to catch her attention this time. The last thing I wanted was actually spending the rest of my two hours of shift listening to her lame mafia story. Maddy's eyes crosses mine, a sheepish grin crossing her lips this time before she slowly shifted on the bar stool she sat on across the bar table from me. " You know I'm not buying your mafia story anymore , Maddy, especially not tonigh

"That's the reason I'm here in the first place. This was the only way I could keep her alive, working for Paulo. I knew what I was getting into, I expected that I'd deal with some rough men. But I never thought... I never thought I'd end up with a devil like you." I swallowed hard, the bitterness rising in my throat. "Why? Why did you buy me, Armando? Why would you pay fifty million dollars for me only to ruin me? What kind of man are you Armando Luca?" Armando didn't flinch. He didn't show a single sign that my words affected him at all, neither did his grip on my wrist loosen. My head was bent low now, his hand forcing me down toward the floor. "Did you really think you could tease me and

"I know, that's why I want to ask you to think about both of us, but not in a hurry. I love you Louise, I don't know how to say what I feel, it's something totally new to me too, but I can't have you away from me anymore." "So don't let me go." Maurício This morning I received a call from the Mafia, by order I would be the new boss, but for that I would need to be married or have a child. "I won't let you, but I need you to answer me as soon as possible." Her doubtful face was on and she charmed me by smiling. The effect of the alcohol was already taking its toll on Louise, alcohol and her definitely don't mix. I was just watching her, her laughter, her hair toss, and her will to live.

"You don't want my answers, bella. Once you have them, you'll never sleep again... or I might have to actually kill you." It's a warning wrapped in velvet with a nice shiny bow on top, but I don't flinch. Not this time. I swallow nervously but I meet him head-on and ask the question anyway. "Is this the mafia?" I hate how my voice shakes and how he stares blankly up at me like he's surprised I had the guts to say it out loud. Like maybe he was hoping I'd stay in the dark a little longer. He doesn't blink. He doesn't look away. He holds my gaze. "Yes."

Aubrey yelled, I ignored her and watched how Melissa's thighs pump out blood, making her gown turn very red. "You were saying?" I asked Melissa in a mocking tone as she sobbed in pain. She remained silent and I placed the tip of my gun on her shoulder. Her eyes widened. Then she said. "I sold it-" "Tell me something I don't know." "The black Mafias, I sold it to the black Mafias." She said. I straightened, my jaw dropping low, shit! Out of all the fucking Mafias in vino, she had to sell it to the black Mafias?

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

my stepmother whispered. My feet rooted to the floor. “Do you want us to die? I’m pregnant, for God’s sake. Think about the baby. All you have to do is give her to him.” My chest squeezed tight. A long silence followed before my father spoke, his voice rough. “He’s a killer. No matter what you say, I can’t sell my daughter to a mafia boss who murders people for fun.” My stomach dropped. Mafia? “No, no, don’t call it that,” my stepmother said quickly. “You’re not selling her. You’re just… letting him have her for a little while.”

Panic welled up inside her, her mind consumed by a horrifying realization that shattered her already fragile composure. With a chilling whisper in her ear, the man revealed a truth that struck Ameera like a thunderbolt. "I'm not one of Renad's men," he hissed, his voice dripping with malice. "Your stepmother, Renad, and her lover, Stephan, they sold you to my boss—the most powerful Mafia figure in the world. You're now in California, far away from everything you once knew."

"What kind of arrangements?" "The kind that will solve all my problems." My stomach twisted. "Ma'am—" "I sold you." The room went silent. I stared at her, with my eyes widened. And a part me believed I didn't hear her properly. "What?" "I sold you." Her voice remained calm, like she was discussing the weather. "To a very powerful man." My vision blurred, tears threatening to spill. "No." The word left my mouth before I even realized. "I'm not going." Veronica laughed. "You don't have much choice." She paused, then continued. "Unless you don't care about what your parents left behind."

Organized. Dangerous. Not soldiers. Not mercenaries. Mafia. Real mafia. Marco stared. "Oh, that's somehow worse." A tall man emerged from the center vehicle. Silver hair. Perfect suit. Confident smile. Salvatore Moretti immediately went pale. Completely pale. Aruna noticed instantly. "What?" The old man's voice barely worked. "No..." The newcomer smiled. A smile filled with arrogance. Authority. Power. Then he looked directly at Salvatore. "Hello, brother."