All Chapters of The Mafia's Songbird: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

111 Chapters

Chapter 1: Callie

To survive in a world full of chaos, one must learn to embrace it. It was hard— Callie knew that awfully well. She lived in a city where guns were easier to acquire than medicine, and where violence was the answer to everything. A place that the government has forgotten about and where the police worked for infamous crime lords. To survive amid chaos was hard, and Callie was only barely able to hold her head above water. And with each passing day, she feels herself sinking further and further, deeper into the filth. “Ugh, can you believe this?” Sienna asked with a sigh. She and Callie have been friends since they were teens. Now, they go to the same community college where the bulletin boards are riddled with dozens of warnings, curfew notices, and missing person posters. “You would think living so far away from the Ashen City would protect us from the scum that live there—” Sienna shook her head in disbelief. “But no, we still live in a nightmare.” Callie looked away from her beau

Chapter 2: Vin

Callie stared in open horror as the gray-eyed man brought a glass of water over from the sink before pouring it all over her uncle’s unconscious form. The coldness jolted him awake with a shriek of pain, undoubtedly from the many sores and open wounds he had sustained. “Stop! Who are you?! What do you want?” Callie yelled in hopes of distracting the men who invaded their home. Three of them, she counted, including the one who took pepper spray to the face. The man holding the glass stood up straight and cleared his throat before he wiped his bloodied hands across the front of his shirt. “Pardon me,” he said before making a grand gesture of bowing to her. “Well, I’m Soren, and these are my colleagues.” It was the way the man called Soren spoke that told Callie something was off about him. There’s a playful tone in his voice every time he speaks as if nothing ever fazes him, treating everything like a joke. His movements are big and satiric, but he showed no sign of weakness. With bi

Chapter 3: The Ashen City

Soren let out an unhinged chuckle at Callie’s remark. As a debt collector for the mafia, he must have seen dozens of different reactions to the mention of Vincent Baros, but he somehow found Callie’s reaction the most fitting. “I knew I liked you. Sit tight.” He didn’t need to force Callie inside the waiting vehicle, she went without resistance. Soren followed inside. With only the two of them sitting in the spacious backseat, Callie sat as far away from Soren as she could. Callie didn’t know what to expect once the car started driving toward the Ashen City. She had only heard rumors about it, and some stories from her university buddies who have dared to sneak inside for a peep at what life in the city was like. All their stories were horrifying. For the first few miles, after the car drove past the border, Callie felt the anxiety grow in her chest. The place was extremely gray. Most of the buildings they passed were either destroyed or unlivable. And though the ashes from the gre

Chapter 4: You're mine

Never in her life had Callie felt so small as she did in the presence of the mafia boss. Vincent Baros radiated an aura that told her to run away. He was exactly like the stories; tall and proud, with eyes slightly slanted, giving him a menacing countenance. He smelled nice, of cedar and rosewood, effectively cleansing Callie’s nose from the heavy scents of cigarettes and sweat that reeked around the club. The club halted all operations once Vin entered the scene. The music was turned down to a dull pump, and the people had started to back away from the commotion. The mafia boss looked down on Callie, frozen in his hold. He watched as her eyes dilate from what he assumed was fear. Callie’s legs shook as Vin took most of her weight, keeping her from falling. Without letting the woman go, Vin directed his attention at the three men he caught touching her, zeroing in on the man with a half-hard cock hanging out of his pants. He must be high out of his mind. “Attempted rape in my club?

Chapter 5: Hypocrite

Callie barely registered the pain as her nails dug deeper into her forearm. Nothing registered anymore. Not the noise in the club, not the stench of blood, and not Vin’s voice that told her to stop. As soon as Vin noticed, his hand came lashing out to grab Callie’s to pry her hand away from herself. “Stop doing that,” the mafia boss barked out, but Callie only looked at him through her tear-filled eyes. It was like Callie was possessed as she struggled in Vin’s hold with nothing but pure adrenaline. Pained screams left her mouth when Vin accidentally gripped her injured wrist too tightly. Suddenly there was a sharp jab against her neck and Callie was out like a light. Panic filled Vin’s eyes as he watched the life drain out of Callie’s eyes. “What the fuck?” Vin was surprised, but he managed to catch Callie before she could fall to the floor. Behind her, Soren stood holding up a syringe muttering, “Sedative.” As if no other explanations were needed. Vin looked disgusted– offended

Chapter 6: I'll be your friend

The air pressure in the room seemed to drop because Callie found herself having trouble breathing. With Vin’s face so close to hers muttering those dangerous words, Callie was starting to realize how much trouble she was in. True, Vin saved her life, but he did it at the cost of three others. Any man who can pull a trigger without remorse is someone to be feared. “Follow me,” Vin said before grabbing the discarded black jacket from the floor and throwing it to Callie. Quickly putting the jacket on, Callie followed him deeper into the apartment. With her heart hammering in her chest, Callie could barely appreciate the luxury that was Vin’s apartment. The large space must be filled with nothing but furniture and accessories from designer brands. When they got to what appeared to be the kitchen, Callie’s eyes zeroed in on a gorgeous blonde woman who seemed to be waiting for them. She was tall, maybe five-foot-nine, with perfect porcelain skin. She wore her hair in a low ponytail with

Chapter 7: Don't hurt her

Vin was minding his business, scanning through yet another missing person’s case that landed on his desk, when Ella burst into his office. “Don’t hurt her.” The mafia boss looked up from the document and fixed the doctor with a hard stare. And when he spoke, there was a dangerous edge to his voice. “Ella, you know better than to barge in here unannounced.” Ella was used to being reprimanded. She wasn’t the type to bend to anyone’s will outside of the bedroom, so in this case, she wanted Vin to hear her. “I’m sorry,” she apologized, anyway. “I’ll take any punishment for speaking out about this. I know it’s not my business what you do with your women, but please don’t hurt Callie.” Vin didn’t plan on hurting her. He wouldn’t hurt a woman. But having Ella stand up for her, made him all the more curious about his new little pet. Shifting from foot to foot, Ella started becoming uneasy under Vin’s piercing gaze. “That’s all I came here to say. Oh, also! I know you like it rough in th

Chapter 8: Thank you for not killing me

The knock on his office door came earlier than Vin expected. The heavy wooden door opened and Callie walked in barefoot. She was still wearing Vin’s shirt that Ella had found in his closet the night before. She was a petite thing with innocent and delicate facial features. Soren told him she was twenty-four, but Vin would believe it if she said she was eighteen. Vin’s shirt looked big on her, but she carried it well and the shirt couldn’t conceal the curves of that delectable body underneath. “Come closer,” said Vin as he watched Callie awkwardly take in his extremely minimalist office. There was almost nothing in there apart from his mahogany office table and chair combo and some bookshelves. “Look at me.” Careful brown eyes met his blue ones, and something about Callie’s vulnerability and innocence made Vin’s dick twitch in his pants. And she was beautiful, no question about that. Not even the pinkish swell of her cheek could mar her beauty. “Callie Moore.” It was the name Vin sa

Chapter 9: The Tomb

In the end, it was Vin who chose Callie’s outfit after she appeared in dark jeans, cropped tee, and a dark denim jacket. Vin shook his head in disappointment before he dragged her back into her room to change into a sleek black mini dress. He was careful to choose a dress that covered her injured arms, but the dip on the front hung low, exposing the tops of her ample breasts. And with the dress reaching only the tops of her thighs, Callie had to pull on the hem every now and then. Soren met them at the front of a club called, “The Tomb?” asked Callie, curious about the bright neon sign. A flash of annoyance crossed Vin’s features, before he replied defensively, “I didn’t name it. People started calling it that and it stuck.” Soren sidled up to Callie when Vin walked ahead to talk to one of the bouncers. “It’s called The Tomb because people have been buried here,” explained Soren in a low voice, careful not to be heard by the mafia boss. “Both figuratively and literally, I might ad

Chapter 10: Never Been Kissed

WTF. WTF. WTF. What the fuck just happened?Callie’s heart pounded in her chest, her mind running a mile a minute.Someone died in front of her— No. Someone was murdered. That was murder, right? What the fuck had she gotten herself into?She wove through the bodies blindly until she found a little corner near the back, a small hallway that led to what she assumed is the toilet all the while holding in nausea. She barely made it past the hallway and into the toilet before she was emptying her meal into the bowl, earning pitiful glances from the other women inside.Callie took deep calming breaths as she cleaned herself up, the memory of vomit making her stomach churn again. She dreaded going back out there, but running wasn’t an option. So, Callie picked herself up and slowly stepped out on shaky legs.Vin knew even before the medics made the call that his man was dead. Rage stirred in his chest as he looked on, helpless as they bagged the body and wheeled it out. Vin always paid his d

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