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Chapter 137: Gambino Shadows – Family Claim

Author: Cyril Masina
last update publish date: 2026-06-27 13:30:32

The Gambino family party was a world of old-world power and modern excess. The sprawling estate on the outskirts of New York was alive with laughter, clinking glasses, and the low hum of Italian music. Crystal chandeliers cast golden light over marble floors, while armed men in tailored suits watched from the shadows. Beautiful women in designer dresses moved through the crowd, the air thick with the scent of expensive cologne, aged whiskey, and raw danger.

Marco Gambino, 42, stood near the gra
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