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Enchanting the Mafia Don Thirty-Seven
When I stepped out of the bathroom, Luciano was gone. My brows knitted in a frown and I looked back at the bathroom door behind me. I hadn’t even taken that long in the freaking bathroom! How had I not noticed him leaving? “Hold your horses, he’s most likely in the kitchen or something,” I told myself, clutching the towel tight around me. That had to be it right? A piece of paper on the bedside drawer where his phone used to be told me I was being delusional. I hurried towards it quickly, snatched it off the bedside drawer, and read the note scribbled on it. “I have business to attend to. Take care, Cara…Bah! Who’s this bastard kidding?” I scoffed, laughing dryly to myself. If he had gone to the office, there was no need for him to act like some sort of ghost and disappear like that. Pressing my lips into a fine line, I stormed out of the bedroom, my feet hurriedly taking me to the land phone in the living room. There was one way to confirm if he had truly gone to the office. I sw
Enchanting the Mafia Don Thirty-Eight
Luciano My head shot up in surprise. There! I had heard it. A fucking gasp. Someone had seen us and before shit could hit the fan, that person would have to be taken care of. I glanced at Ripper, one of the men with me. They had all heard that sound. Giving them a nod, I dropped the branding iron back in the coal stove and watched Ripper lift the dead man on the floor. Was I brutal? Fuck yes, I was. To remain in power, to remain at the top, I needed to be as brutal as possible. The mafia world was a lion-eat-dog society. And I was that Lion. The bastard had thought he could sell out my location to the Castello and feel fucking good about it. I made sure he understood the shit he had caused before he died. It was that simple. If I wasn't always prepared, fuck, if I was anything like previous mafia Lords, I would be six feet under by now. Peeling off my gloves, I dragged a hand through my hair and glanced in the direction of the sound we had heard. There was no movement which m
Enchanting the Mafia Don Thirty-Nine
Dead. I was dead. My hands trembled as I leaned against my bedroom door, holding my breath. I wasn’t sure if I had been followed. But I had been caught. I was certain of that, Luciano must have sent someone after me. “Fuck!” I whispered harshly trying to get my breathing under control. Breathe, Athena. He definitely didn’t see your face. But it was only a matter of time! He had remained in power for over five years due to his meticulousness and ruthlessness. Luciano Moretti was the devil personified. My head replayed the scene I had witnessed moments ago. He had murdered that man in cold blood. Without remorse. Not even an ounce of it! I wasn’t a saint, but killing people was so fucking far off. “He killed Dad that way!” I gasped, swallowing mouthfuls of air as it became increasingly hard to breathe. He had killed my father in the same way. I could imagine the agony on my father’s face as the molten hot iron burned deep into his skin. I could imagine him struggling, to breathe,
Enchanting the Mafia Don Forty
Athena "Are you sure about that?" Frederick asked and I hummed. "Definitely. They were responsible for the shoot-out. And the attack that was made on me. I'm certain they have a tiff with Luciano." Frederick sighed. "That doesn't mean they have incriminating evidence on him." "If they don't have it," I muttered. "They'll get it soon. We need to reach them at the right time or all this shit would go to waste. From the patterns I've picked up, from their attacks in Las Vegas, to the ones here, they have a smart leader, but one who makes brash decisions under impulse. If we can find him and strike a deal with him-" "Don't be absurd Athena. Strike a deal with a gangster? He'd most likely hack off our heads. " Frederick cautioned. "Not if we hack him off first. Whatever evidence he gives us will incriminate him as well. That way we can get rid of two menaces to society and move on to the next," I explained. The landline on my desk buzzed and I paused my call with Frederick to
Enchanting the Mafia Don Forty-One
Athena "Nice to see you too, jackass. Just flew ten hours in to see you only to be welcomed like this?" The man whose name I still did not know commented with a wolfish grin. He had beautiful features and looked... Different. All the men who worked for Luciano and were part of the mafia had a rough and hard look to them. They looked like they had seen shit and had been through shit. The man before me looked like some prince. His brown hair was almost blonde-like, and it was gelled back just like Luciano's. Well just like how Luciano's hair was before we kissed. Now it looked like it had been yanked in several places and the gel made it stick out in different directions. His eyes were hazel. They shifted with the light from green to gray. Damn, he was a pretty boy. There was no way he was in the mafia. Luciano cleared his throat and folded his arms, narrowing his eyes in a glare. "I told you to give me a call when you get to New York, Luca." Hold up? Luca?! I closed my eyes tryi
Enchanting the Mafia Don Forty-Two
Athena I couldn't believe what I had just discovered. My hands trembled as I read the text on my phone, confirming that another life had been taken in Luciano's name. I glanced through the glass. The arrogant man was still seated there. Unless he had made Luca do it, there was no way he had killed that man. It was chilling to think that someone was carrying out these killings while Luciano remained seemingly untouched in his office. The realization made my stomach rather queasy. I had seen Luciano kill people. But lately, the murders had skyrocketed beyond the numbers the mafia ordinarily dealt with. It seemed to all make sense now that someone was trying to soil the mafia's name. Not that their name wasn't tainted anyways. Blowing air into my cheeks, I paced back and forth in my small office, the weight of the situation pressing heavily on my shoulders. I needed to find the truth, to confirm whether Luciano indeed had no involvement in these murders or if he had somehow orches
Enchanting the Mafia Don Forty-Three
Athena I walked out of the office, following Luciano. It was the close of work, and frankly, I was surprised he had even stayed behind. He had growled and grunted and prowled like some wounded lion all through the rest of the day. It was disheartening to see. A strong, proud, arrogant bastard had been reduced to groaning like a muzzled dog. It was very disheartening. As the elevator doors closed, enveloping us in a suffocating silence, I couldn't bear the weight of Luciano's brooding presence any longer. Okay, perhaps I was just a busybody who couldn't mind my own damned business, but I couldn't stand that stiff look on his face. Hell, I would have thought after all these months, I had made progress in thawing through his broodiness. The tension between us was palpable, and it gnawed at my insides, urging me to break through his hardened exterior.I turned to face him, my voice gentle yet playful. "You know, Luciano, I've always found you quite enticing when you're mad. It's a look
Enchanting the Mafia Don Forty-Four
Luciano As I stepped out of the elevator with Raven by my side, I knew the moment of disappointment was imminent. Giorgia stood there waiting for us, a glint of anticipation in her eyes. I had planned this outing with her, fully aware that it would prevent me from going home with Raven and indulging in our intimate desires. Some things were just more important. Like making sure my men do not go wild. The news was bound to reach them soon. We had an impersonator on the loose, bringing dirt on the mafia's name and reputation. If I didn't address the matter soon enough, I'd lose my whole damned organization. That was the plan of the fucking Castello all along. That was what they wanted. Those bastards. When I found whoever was in charge of that little band of fuckers, id have his head on a pike! Raven's expression shifted from excitement to sadness as she realized our plans had been thwarted. She looked up at me, her eyes silently questioning the change in circumstances. Those pret
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