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“Marriage between you and me? You see that—how it sounds? A B S U R D.” “It’s either that or you go back to Zeus. And trust me, you don’t want to find out what he will do to you.” The back of my knees hit the chair. His arm snakes around my waist, catching me. “Have you heard of Ravens?” I nod. Who doesn’t know about the five deadly mafia lords who rule the world with an iron fist? And I know he is one of them.

Rin’s POV There were killers on Verano's streets. Before I even saw them, I could smell the gunpowder, perspiration, and blood. Thorne and I were the prey of the mafia's unleashed band of wolves. Rain was slicking the stones as we hurried along a tiny alley, and neon signs were leaking color onto the walls. The air cracked with the first shot. Just as a bullet chipped the masonry above my head, Thorne pushed me down.

she asked, her big brown eyes locking onto mine. “Princess,” I said, brushing my thumb along her jaw, “you know most mafia men don’t marry for love.” She sighed softly, her voice dropping. “Well… did you marry me for convenience or for love?” “For love, Adriana. I swear it.” She leaned in, her lips brushing mine with a hesitant sweetness at first, but hesitation never survived in my hands. My fingers curled tight around her throat, crushing and possessive, and that little gasp she gave, the whimper at the back of her throat, set my blood on fire.

Blair's Pov “Yes, top five: the Silent Cartel, the Shadow Syndicate, the SpiderFang, the Diablos, then the Red Vipers. The rest are underdogs who've been trying to live up to us for the longest time without making a bodge. " He laughed. “Ah—I see,” I muttered to myself more than anyone else. This was it; my faith was sealed. It was over for me. The fact that they were the third-strongest Mafia group wasn't as concerning as just how the heck Dimitri was expected to find me in a place as big and profound as this.

My fingers brushed along the cracked leather as I ran through the lot, stopping at one in particular. It had a jet-black cover. No title. Just the silver crest pressed into the leather, a wolf enveloped by thirteen daggers. I cautiously pulled the book from its place. A cloud of dust billowed up into the air. The weight of it alone reminded me why De Luca only touched this book when no other option remained. I stared at the black cover for a moment. I hated this book. Hated what it represented. The De Lucas of the previous generation ruled in suspicion. Through fear. Through blood. I would never turn into that.

His wife, Lizzie, a very much pregnant resident doctor in his arms. El Patron bowed respectfully to Doc Lizzie before turning his attention to his long-time friend. "Alec," He greeted. A waiter passed by and refilled his glass with champagne. "Raf," Alec nodded back. "No date? You are getting too old to be single, my friend." "I am working on it," He took a long sip while his eyes went back to his prey. "Anyway, how is the Mafia Princess? I trust she is doing well?" "Oh, definitely. She is off to college, soon."

Hello Everyone. I just want to use this opportunity to say thank you for reading my books and for those of you who support it... Thank you a million more time and readers are just as special ☺️. The Mafia's Lover has come to an end but don't be too quick to Jump the boat because it's not over untill it's over. So without Further Adieu, I am proud to announce the sequel of the Mafia's Lover. THE MAFIA'S DAUGHTER.

The idea of being insulted the way that I was wasn’t something that I could easily swallow and knowing that the reason was because of who I chose to work with and where; I couldn’t face any of them. I had to get rid of all this. Me working with the mafia, taking care of such a case, having feelings for a man. It wasn’t long until I realized that the pain I was feeling was because of my feelings toward Elijah. My feelings for him were real and pure, two things that I knew were wrong when it came to us being from two different worlds. The conflict that I had with Blake over the case. Me choosing to rely on mafia men to get back to this case. Everything just had to end.

He grudgingly faced the contract and grabbed a pen to sign it. "Great. Now get out. I'll see you when I need you"I ordered, venom laced in my tone. He stumped out my office whilst I watched him go with a satisfied smirk. "Stefano looked very angry when he walked out of your office" Marco, one of my capos said with a chuckle as he walked into my office. Marco was not only part of my mafia but he was like a brother to me. I could count on him whenver I needed him. We were like fire and ice.