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The phone rings. Mateo watches it, letting it ring for some time before picking it up. Even before looking at the caller ID, he knew exactly who it was. A few seconds pass and then he casually picks it up, pressing the call icon and then lazily puts it against his ear.
"Yes?" He asked calmly.
"Mateo. We have a meeting tomorrow in the headquarters. I hope you can join us." It was none other than Lucian - the Mafia King. He shook his head lightly as if he was not surprised and things were going exactly how he had expected them to go.
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"I apologise but I am feeling a little under the weather, perhaps I will catch up with everyone later." A cigarette between his lips, he thickens his mind on this man. Mateo knew he had to so something about him before he made things worse.It was all him. The IT members were recommended by him and in the cases where death ensued, they had those members working in the mission, knowing who went where every minute of the way. It was clear that they had warned the enemy that the members were coming so they were prepared beforehand and launched a surprise attack before the members had a chance to figure out what was going on.There was one little piece of information missing. There's no way Lucian would have killed his own infiltrative people would he? He probably made sure they were spared while Mateo's subordinates were killed. As unfortunate the situation was, Mateo was glad that at least the culprit was caught red handed. This way, he could knew who was plo
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Now that he figured everything out. His only concern was the next mission. He knew he had to do something about it, either to prevent it or to make sure that no causalities occur. Slowly but surely, he formed an uncomplicated plan. As long as it was swept under the rug and everyone kept it a secret, things would go accordingly well but if not, then it’s possible that it could cost him his job. Mateo, however, didn’t have a big problem with that. It’s as if he had reached his saturation point with this line of work. If he did end up being fired, things would work out in the Mafia King’s favor.Mateo slept relatively peacefully that night. Sleep didn’t come soon but when it did, it wasn’t interrupted by the stresses of his daily life since he had already formulated a plan. What did wake him up wasn’t stress, but a few consistently soft knocks on the door. Not bothering to put on his sh
The Mafia Prince Author's Note
I won't be updating for a while due to some academic issues but I will start again as soon as I can. To give an estimate it might take around a month or two. I apologise for the inconvenience. Once I have cleared up everything I'll be back on track and continue the story. I hope you guys enjoyed it so far and I feel bad about waiting so long before continuing it :( Next time I write a story, I'll keep in mind that I should write in advance before starting it as to avoid such situations in the future. Thank you for reading
The Mafia Prince 39
Mateo turned off all the lights, including the small night light ones that barely shined in the room, lighting up just the minimum areas to aid one in getting around. “You can sleep here tonight.” He said coolly as he walked over to the bed and slipped under the covers, making sure to submerge the tiny figure beside him under them. Nora didn't think too much of it, nor did she notice the real reason behind him turning off the lights. As surprising as it was, Mateo always slept with the night lights on. It would be easy to get up and move around in case of an emergency. He could easily locate his weapons and the bulletproof vest lying in his closet. Yet suddenly, he had turned it off. ‘I can’t afford for her to see me like this.’ He was making sure his expressions would be less visible. As strong and self composed as he was, even he could not remain completely stoned face while talking about such things. The fearless man seemed to be afraid that his fa
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“If you told them the truth, would they have believed you?” Nora asked quietly. If Amanda had died, she would have been in jail. Nora didn’t mind since she did attack her but to think that he could go to jail for a huge crime that he didn’t do was appalling.“I’ve thought about that a lot over the years. There was definitely a chance they could have believed me. Even if I was arrested I would be placed in Juvie. I was scared. It was pathetic.” He chuckled, remembering his past self.It took years of training and killing to turn him into an emotionless shell. According to him he used to be a sensitive scaredy cat as a kid but who doesn’t think of their past selves in high critique?It wasn’t a big deal to him since he had changed now. He had worked hard to become stronger than ever, and though he hadn’t taken his revenge against his father yet. He was a patient man. A predator that would crouch
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“It’s.. It’s Marcos?” The expression on her face was pure disbelief. Her finding was more of a question than a comment, as if she expected him to call her deduction absolutely ridiculous but instead of her expectations what she received was complete silence. It was more than enough to confirm her suspicions.“Marcos is your half brother? He never mentioned it before.”“He doesn’t know.” Mateo hesitated before replying. He wished he didn’t trust her as much as he did.“But.. that’s.. why didn’t you tell him?” Her voice goes soft all of a sudden. She couldn’t help but feel bad for Marcos, who had no family. She didn’t know what she would have done if she didn’t have her sister with her. To think that if something like this had been kept secret from him, it was almost cruel. Such a news would have completely shaken him up, it would have provided with th
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“What are you? A dog?” He pulls back his finger reflexively.“hmph.” She flips to the side with difficulty, considering that Mateo was holding her hostage beneath him.“Hey hey, what are you sulking for? I said it was cute.” Mateo pursed his lips to try and stop himself from making any noise that resembled mocking or laughter. She was angry enough as it was. More than anything, she could feel the embarrassment creeping up on her from head to toe. It was probably a moment that would haunt her for many days ahead before she could finally get over it.‘Of course he wouldn’t want someone as inexperienced as me.’ She couldn’t help but mutter inside her own head.“Forget I said anything. Goodnight.” She closed her eyes shut and pretended to be asleep. Her breathing was a tad too irregular for her to pull it off.Mateo gently presses on her shoulder so she’s laid on her back aga
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Even his stern grey eyes that were usually deep and cold seemed light and alive. It was something that might not be obvious to others but Nora could tell. From the way he looked at her when he first met her to now. It made all the difference."Pretty." It slipped out of her mouth before she could help herself. She was staring at his eyes.A mocking frown etched itself onto his face."First, that's my line. Second, I'm not pretty."Someone as rough and rugged as him would never want to be called pretty. It might be toxic masculinity but nonetheless it was prevalent in the generation."There was no other word for them." She fought back.It wasn't easy for him to compliment someone consciously. Of course if he was in a lustful haze, he would say the first thing that came to his head but in a calm headed setting, he wasn't one to shower someone with love.However, looking at her now, he knew he had to chang
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