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2026-02-15 18:49:31
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THE MAFIA'S PRICE UNEXPECTED REUNION
The tension from the past few hours still lingered in the air. I picked at my pasta, savoring each bite while keeping one hand protectively over my belly. The baby had been active tonight, as if sensing the whirlwind of emotions surrounding us. Dante sat beside me, his thigh pressed firmly against mine, a silent reminder of his presence. Maxim kept glancing toward the entrance every few seconds, his worry refusing to fully fade despite the relief we had seen on the screens.Joe suddenly looked up from his laptop, eyes wide. “Don, he’s here. Ivan just entered the reception area with the woman.”Dante stood up immediately, pushing his chair back. “I’ll go bring him.”Maxim rose too, determination flashing across his face. “I’m coming with you.”I reached out and gently caught Maxim’s arm. “Please continue eating. Let Dante go. You’ve been so worried. Give yourself a moment to breathe.”Maxim hesitated, then slowly sat back down, though his eyes followed Dante as he strode out of the res
THE MAFIA'S PRICE JEALOUS AND THREATENED
The car stopped in front of the Phoenix Hotel once more. We stepped out into the cool night air. Dante’s men formed a tight perimeter around us as we moved. Dante turned to Joe, who was already watching the live feed on his phone. “Anything yet?”Joe shook his head. “No site for them yet.”I looked at the grand entrance and the elegant restaurant visible through the glass. “We can’t just stand here. Let’s go to their restaurant and eat while we wait for them.”Maxim nodded quickly. “Oh, sorry Alessia. Let’s go get you and my grandchild fed.”Inside the restaurant, soft classical music played in the background. Crystal chandeliers cast warm golden light over white tablecloths and fresh flowers. We settled at a quiet corner table. We placed our orders — light pasta and fresh juice for me, steak for Dante, grilled fish for Maxim. I gently urged Joe, who looked uncomfortable, to order something. He finally chose a simple burger, blushing when I smiled at him.While we waited for the food,
THE MAFIA'S PRICE ROOM 28BE.
The multiple screens glowed with sharp blue light, casting shadows across all our faces. Maxim paced behind us, his footsteps heavy with worry, while Joe leaned forward, eyes narrowed in concentration. The air felt thick, charged with hope and dread in equal measure. My hand rested protectively over my belly, where our baby continued its gentle, secret flutters, a tiny heartbeat of life reminding me why every decision mattered so much right now.On the main screen, Ivan and the woman stood at the Phoenix Hotel reception desk. They looked relaxed, almost happy. Ivan smiled at her as he pulled out his card and handed it over. My breath caught when the receptionist slid a key card across the counter. They were checking in. Together.Dante leaned closer, his chest solid against my back. “Joe, zoom in on the key card. See if the room number is visible.”Joe’s fingers danced across the keys. The image enlarged, pixels sharpening until we could make out the faint engraving. Room 28BE.Maxim
THE MAFIA'S PRICE HACKER
The city lights streaked past the tinted windows in blurred streaks of gold and neon, but my mind was still stuck in that lobby, replaying the moment Elias Voss had stepped into my life again after six long years of silence. My heart was a chaotic mess of old pain, surprise, and something dangerously close to unresolved curiosity.Dante’s grip on my hand tightened, almost possessive. I turned to look at him. His jaw was set in that familiar hard line, the one that appeared whenever something threatened what he considered his. The bruises on his face from Alexei’s torture were still fading, but the fire in his eyes was brighter than ever.“How do you know him?” he asked, voice low and controlled, but I could hear the edge beneath it. “And what was the relationship between you two?”I took a slow breath, choosing my words carefully. “He was my boyfriend. My first real boyfriend. We were together in high school. Then one day he just… disappeared. No explanation. His family wouldn’t tell
THE MAFIA'S PRICE DOLLFACE
Elias turned to me, his hazel eyes softening. “Alessia, can I speak to you privately for a moment?”Dante’s grip on my waist tightened. Maxim read the room instantly. “Dante, let’s talk for a second.”Dante reluctantly released me, giving Elias a death stare that could have frozen the entire hotel. Elias only smiled back smugly, challenging.When we were alone near the grand staircase, Elias’s expression shifted to something more vulnerable.“Why him?” he asked quietly. “Why a mafia don? After everything you went through with your father… you still chose someone in that line of work?”I felt a surge of anger mixed with old pain. “How is that your business? You have no right to question who I’m with after you walked out on me without any explanation six years ago. Do you know how hard I tried to find you? You left, knowing you were the only person and friend I had…” Elias reached for me, but I stepped back. “Don’t.” He raised his hands in surrender. “I’m sorry. I know I hurt you. But pl
THE MAFIA'S PRICE EX REUNION
The Phoenix Hotel rose like a sleek silver blade against the Moscow skyline, all glass and polished steel, the kind of place that screamed old money and deliberate neutrality. Our convoy pulled up under the grand awning just as the late afternoon light turned the building into a mirror of gold and shadow. I stepped out of the SUV with Dante’s hand firmly on my lower back, Maxim close behind us, his face etched with lines of exhaustion and barely contained panic. The cold air nipped at my cheeks, carrying the faint scent of exhaust and distant snow.My heart was already racing before we even entered the lobby. Ivan was missing. The last ping on his phone had led us here. Every second without answers felt like a knife twisting deeper.Dante strode ahead, his presence commanding the space even while still healing. The marble floors gleamed under our feet, chandeliers casting soft, expensive light over leather seating and fresh floral arrangements that probably cost more than most people
THE MAFIA'S PRICE ANTHON VOLKOV
I moved to the table and sat down, the cool surface of the laptop grounding me as my fingers brushed the keyboard. The screen filled my vision, names, timestamps, transactions, digital trails weaving together into a complex web. This was Dante’s world laid bare in cold data and quiet secrets.He st
Last Updated : 2026-03-24THE MAFIA'S PRICE THE QUIET TRAP
The digital trace of Anton Volkov filled the laptop screen, a dense network of offshore accounts, encrypted messages, and carefully hidden transactions. It was the kind of deception built over years, quiet, patient, and deadly. Dante’s earlier words still lingered in the air: He will be dealt with.
Last Updated : 2026-03-24THE MAFIA'S PRICE A DOOR
The warehouse had gone still.Not the relaxed stillness of safety, but the kind that pressed against the ears, thick and watchful. The lights were dimmed, shadows stretching long across concrete floors stained by old oil and older sins. Anton Volkov sat at a narrow metal table, his hands resting fl
Last Updated : 2026-03-24THE MAFIA'S PRICE REDIRECTION
Three Days LaterThree days passed in a strange, heavy quiet. No celebration. No mourning. No space for emotions to rise and be acknowledged. In Dante’s world, silence after bloodshed didn’t mean peace. It meant recalibration. It meant the board was being reset, pieces moved carefully while everyon
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