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H*ngry. He growls—a deep, low vibration that sends an electric pulse straight to my core. I should hate this. I should hate him. But my body? It betrays me. The heat, the tension, the sheer dominance in his voice— It excites me. Then, his voice drops to a warning whisper, brushing against my ear. "Don't be too friendly, Diana Fallacia. You won't like it when I'm mad." My breath stalls. Is it because of the way he called me by my full name? The way it sounds coming from his lips—so intimate, so possessive?

He tried one last desperate plea. “We... we can give you leverage. Assets. Offshore accounts. Protection...” Roman’s lip curled. “I don’t need your protection.” Elena watched, eyes dark, grip steady. “Roman,” she said quietly. He turned. She nodded once. He understood. Together, they pulled the triggers. Two shots. Perfectly synchronized. Clean. Final. Vargo crumpled to the floor first, a dead weight sliding down the wall. Dante fell backward into his chair, eyes wide and lifeless, wine spilling like dark blood across the table.

A wounded man is far more dangerous. —Come here —Alejandro said, pulling her into his arms and onto his lap. —Dino won’t beat me. He didn’t before, and he won’t now —Alejandro assured her. But Isabela wasn’t entirely sure. Dino had had plenty of time to regroup and find powerful allies while they were in Greece. That fear seeped through the walls of the Villa Moretti, even though no one said a word. In Rome, at the headquarters of the National Directorate of Finance, in an office filled with cold lights and the smell of fresh ink, Deputy Commissioner Vittorio Salvi flipped through a thick file while a young assistant served him an espresso.

“Start with Milan. Give me the name of the bank, the vault number, the courier they use. Then Venice. Then Rome. Tell me Hernández’s safe house on the east coast. The guard struck him with hot metal again. Giuseppe’s eyes closed as he screamed for a second. He breathed, heavily. “Fine. Milan—Banca Lombarda. Vault twelve-nineteen. Venice—Banco Montelmar, private vault three. Rome—Velásquez moves money through a shell called Adriatica Holdings, accounts rotate so I don’t have the numbers. Hernández—he rents a small place in Capo d’Orlando, three blocks from the pier.” Dominic typed away on his phone as he spoke. “What about flights? Courier names?”

Titus told his boss about the sources which were provided by his personal investigator who is expert in getting confidential information. Viso D’angelo, the Capo of the ‘Le Aquile’ who had his eyes closed, opened them slowly and looked at his right-hand man. He arched his perfect brow at Titus and smirked. "And they will fuck around with my Dock." He mused in a dark voice. A malicious smile greeted his lips as He nodded. Titus thinned his lips in acknowledgement.

She is in the grave, unable to watch her child grow. Ramon Fridling was the only thing in her mind, Violet was hell bent on killing him, it was another mission of hers, to kill Ramon Fridling because he was the reason why Scarlet died. If Scarlet didn’t marry him, she was going to be alive today, but she isn’t.

All these questions swirled through my head. "We’ll start training tomorrow morning," one of the girls said. I nodded. The girls introduced themselves to me; they seemed harmless and nice, a few years older than me. Isabella had black hair and blue eyes. Vittoria had dark brown hair and grayish eyes. Camilla had red hair and green eyes. "Now it’s your turn to introduce yourself," Isabella said, looking at me. "I’m Alessia Berlusconi," I replied. They all looked shocked. "Your father is one of the other mafia gangs?" Camilla asked.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama NINE VENDETTA My phone rang immediately he left and it a call from an unknown so I pick it up after making sure Rainal and Kelvin are far away. "Hello?"I whispered "Thank goodness you are still alive"It Laura. "How did you get_" "Why are you whispering?"she questioned. "I'm in something important can you_"I got interrupted again.

I said. She told me. Three years ago, Luca Wolfe had been at the centre of an internal conflict within the Vitale organisation. A man named Caruso, a senior figure, had been skimming from the family's accounts for two years, diverting funds in amounts small enough to stay beneath the usual threshold of detection. Someone inside the organisation had found out. The information had been brought to Luca, who had been, at that point, one of Don Adriano's most trusted people, the one with the specific combination of intelligence and discretion that made him the right person for problems that needed to be handled without becoming public.

She kills people by stabbing them with her custom-made heels. Vittore Venturi – The leader of Fina Cosca based in Finauldo Island. He is a rugged-faced man who believes the world is grey. Nothing is wrong or right. Everything depends on perspective. The only goal in his life is either to become the supreme boss or to make one of his sons the supreme boss. His job comprises bid rigging and vote buying. Vicktor Volkov – The extremely tall, bulkier man who at first was Afanasiia’s bodyguard. He later gets promoted to Vittore’s consigliere. Everyone is scared of him because of his reputation of being brutal and loyal to a fault.