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“I like it. I want you possessive. I want you pissed off and desperate. It makes it better when I fuck that attitude out of you later.” I tried to pull back slightly but he didn’t let me. His grip on my chin stayed firm. Around us, other men and their pet danced in similar filthy ways — hands under clothes, mouths on necks, bodies grinding openly. No one cared. This was a mafia party. Rules didn’t exist here. “You still haven’t told me who you’re actually watching,” I muttered, trying to change the subject. Enzo’s eyes flicked somewhere over my shoulder for a brief second before returning to me. “Doesn’t matter right now. Just keep looking at me like you want to kill me and fuck me at the sa

“Why do people enjoy watching a gruesome and cruel show like this? I mean, the fact that it involved incest, even if this is just fiction, what’s the moral lesson there? What’s with the obsession with this trope anyway?” “Maybe people want a change from vampires with abs and crazy hot witches or erotic movies about hot mafias. I mean, come on, is there a hot mafia? Corleones are not even attractive. They killed people to grow their criminal empire.” She moved close to me. “But I’m not here to talk about what you are watching. What’s wrong?”

The idea of me walking into a club like that felt ridiculous… and yet, I kept replaying her words in my head. “Retire you.” God, the thought was intoxicating. A man with enough money and hunger to say, quit working, baby, I’ll handle it. A man who didn’t just want me to survive—he wanted me to obey, please, surrender. Heat licked low in my belly. Without even realizing it, I searched up “mafia” on a different kind of site—the kind I visited when the world got too heavy. P**n. The thumbnails exploded across the screen. Suits. Guns. Women bent over desks, men with tattoos and dangerous smirks whispering filth into their ears. I clicked.

He smiled, his last breaths coursing through him as a maniac grin spread over his foxy features and he whispered, "So, my beautiful, you have killed me, eh? But I will…’ And with a sigh, he slid to the ground, his glassy eyes fixed on Ria with a greed, a hunger that made her shudder. She knew that she would be haunted by that look for the rest of her life, that covetousness in his eyes… Philippe stepped to the body, his gun cocked, discharging a few more bullets to make sure the man was dead, even as Ria bent to her mother, who had fallen to the ground, the blood gushing freely from the wound in her chest. The Mafia Don was holding Proserpina, refusing to allow anyone to touch his Woman as s

”Kris and Keaton will soon return, their food is the only thing left, we’ve got to find a job soon, we have less foodstuffs left at home“ She sighed, I looked at her and nod my head collecting the juice and popcorn. She turned on the tv and a news popped out, it was about a blast of the golden mansion, it was blown up by unknown group of people who still remained unidentified Isabel changed the channel to av and insert a movie , my favorite series, Alchemy of souls. ”Thinking about that news, I’ll love to join those groups, I think they are of mafia gang, God I love mafia lords, remember that story I once read, what’s the name again, the mafia lord obsession “

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.

The place had been abandoned for years—rusted metal beams, broken windows, and silence that felt unnatural. Philip’s voice was tense. “We approach slowly. He’ll be expecting us.” Bryan nodded. His earpiece crackled as one of their scouts whispered, “It’s too quiet. Something’s fishy.” They spread out, moving toward the entrance. The underground mafia flanked them, silent and deadly. Then, the first shot rang out. A bullet slammed into one of Bryan’s men, sending him sprawling. Another followed, then another. Within seconds, the entire area exploded into chaos.

Do not let him forget who you are. Amara looked at the documents on the desk, the names of the powerful, dangerous men, the intricate strategic plans. She looked at her hands, no longer trembling, but steady. The fear was still there, a constant hum beneath her skin. But now, it was tempered with a terrifying clarity. She had seen the Mafia underbelly, its brutal efficiency, its undeniable power. She understood Dante's methods, his ruthless logic. And she had received a cryptic warning, a lifeline, from his trusted right hand.

He asked her. “I want to know. I rather know the truth now than to remain in the dark, blind to the world around me.” She replied. “Fine, I will tell you the truth but no matter what you know, I will not let you go no matter how you beg me to. So you better be prepared enough to handle it.” He took a deep breath before telling her. “I am actually a mafia leader. The group is called The Osborne. It was founded by my grandfather and expanded by my father, after my father passed away, I took over his position as the leader.” He responded.