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Ivyrose’s POV “A year ago it was all over the news how New York was finally Mafia free. The Mafia Dons and all their goons, along with all corrupt government agents were either all put behind bars or killed in the biggest entrapment in history, thanks to the genius of billionaire Christopher Stanford. He made a program that could hack…”

I noticed that they were surprised at what they found out. "There are some undercovers like me, different cases are being handled and our main goal is to catch them and the police will follow," I said as I leaned over. "Are they that coward? Undercovers are the bait for the opponents, so you're the first one to be put in danger," Flynn said. “That’s how we live as undercover. To survive, we have to do everything just to get the money, but in exchange for money are bruises on the body,” I can’t help but remember my experiences.

Deeply connected. Michelle leaned over my shoulder as I kept reading. The document wasn’t military, corporate, or government. It was something else entirely—an internal intelligence brief. At the top was a name that made my blood run cold. COIN Mafia. I had heard the name before. Everyone in intelligence had. They weren’t just criminals; they were ghosts. A global organization that thrived in shadows, eliminating anyone who crossed them—politicians, journalists, executives, even soldiers. People didn’t just disappear because of them. They were erased.

The bag containing the gold was slung over one shoulder as she stared back at Chiara with her emerald green eyes. "Lucky me. Thanks, though," Alice said, and Chiara smiled back at her. She got back into the car, and it took quite some time before she could get the engine running again. She drove off afterward. Alice sighed and turned to face the large building in front of her. It was heavily fenced, making it a 'no-go zone' for intruders—Vicenzo Empire. If the mafia world had a king, it would be the Don of Vicenzo. The Vicenzo mafia empire was first in terms of rank, wealth, and affluence.

R I O N A How is it that he still trusts me? It's weird how I just confessed to being paid to kill his mom but yet he's still trusts me? I need to make this work, I have to. After securing a nice parking spot at my undercover agency, I took a deep breath before I walked into the store. "Good day Riona!" He greeted from behind the counter before looking into his computer. "You're not supposed to be here today until you complete your work?" He questioned.

I signaled them to go out and Pierce's only response was a nod. "As you can see, Sabrina. I am smarter than you, and plus I know all the mafias in the underworld. You can't trick me with that basic trick." Only Saint is invisible. And I knew he was hearing our conversation because there was a mic on the collar of my dress, connected to Saint's earpiece. "I know Hellion is just here somewhere, but he is the top mafia boss. I don't expect him to get caught like Pierce," he said simply.

They both looked malnourished and almost dead. " Why are you here again, you monster?" Marhoni asked weakly, over the past few weeks he had come to know exactly the kind of man Nahil was. He was more dangerous than they could ever Imagine, he deceived all of them by claiming to be just a mafia Lord but he was more dangerous than that. He was the head of the Mathux, a group that is dreaded in the whole of America because of its ruthlessness and they are involved in all activities and never let anyone get away from them. Massimo and Marhoni had crossed his bottom line and they would pay for it. " You don't seem happy to see me Marhoni," he said mockingly, sitting in front of them.

I ate, slept, and worked around Aurelia Heights, running on almost no rest for over ninety days. For the sake of confidentiality, I had told everyone I was doing delivery work. Even Claire had no idea I was actually on an undercover operation. “I didn’t forget. I just finished my last order. I’ll be there soon.” Twenty minutes later, I walked into the private dining room carrying two bottles of premium single-malt Scotch I had bought on the way. There were seven or eight people inside. Besides Claire and her parents, a heavyset middle-aged man sat in the seat of honor.

“Bruce called last night. He was a total wreck, talking about some club, an intense training program, and you throwing away a two-year relationship over a tactical case. What are you doing? He says you are putting yourself in a dangerous position.” Lila looks at me, looking more than a little angry. “Bruce panicked because he cannot handle the reality of undercover work. The engagement is over because we want entirely different things out of life, not because of a case file.” “He told me you are training to go undercover as a submissive for an auction pool,” Vance says, sounding a mix of furious and genuinely worried. “Please tell me he’s lying. The Bureau shouldn’t have you doing something

That is the part of me that no one knows because I hid it very well. My family runs a dangerous mafia group but hides it with our family business while I hid mine with my medical profession . At first I wasn't so much interested in the mafia but now I am. I'm succeeding my dad and taking over the mafia. I haven't been drawn into it all this while because I don't need it but now I do, if I have to defeat Benson and the entire Thong's then I need the service of the mafia.