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Chapter One-Hundred-Seven
As first order of business we burry my uncle. The funeral service is solemn and quiet. All the prominent families of Chicago sent their representatives. Niko stands with a group of men around an open cassette then they closed it before allowing the others to come forward and pay their last respect.
“It’s to confirm that he is really dead” Ivan says quietly besides me.
I look at the men standing beside Niko “they are the ruling bosses of the families” Five men stand at the front talking amongst themselves. They should be six of them but Chicago’
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Niko I first saw Lola when I was eighteen and she was ten. A kid really. Who I forgot about until my father passed. She had just turned fifteen, still a kid compared to my twenty-three so I had her sent away. I didn’t need a wife. I had power over the most powerful crime families in this part of the globe I didn’t need a little girl getting in my way. And making demands of my time, I was a busy man. I had things to do. People to kill. In the course of the three years she schooled in my territory, I was never tempted to look in her direction. She was just some girl I had to marry and sire children on. Nothing special. Often Miguel would send me a report of her attaching a few pictures but I never look past a few glances. Just making sure she was alright I told myself. Until I met her. Saw her, Possessiveness like I’d never known slammed into me like a fist in the gut, She was mine and I wanted the whole world to know it. Chicago is one of my least favorite places in the
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MAFIA RULES 3
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