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A motherly colleague connected me with a wealthy wine family in Naples, where I became their financial analyst, working in their residence. Like any girl in my position, I took the job as a family financial analyst in the renowned wine industry owned by Mafia billionaires The Russo family, known as the undertakers, Naples Mafia royalty. The vinnoRicco, their wine company, is the envy of the industry, nestled in the heart of Italy’s vineyards. Working with vinnoRicco is a dream for everyone. The headquarters is an architectural masterpiece against lush vineyards, adorned with grapevine motifs and wrought iron accents. The estate includes a landscaped courtyard for tastings and gatherings.

DeLuca. Martin, “shut the fuck up,” he dismissed the waiter his eyes carefully observed Alessandro and realized that he was not an ordinary white guy. Alessandro looked wealthy, his punch was well-executed, indicating that he could fight, and…Martin immediately yelled,, “Lower your guns, you fucking fools.” When he finally noticed an important detail – a red rose peaking out from Alessandro’s collar. Everyone in the streets knew that the person with a red rose tattoo on their Adam’s apple was someone not to be messed with.

“Congratulations, Boss!” Without waiting for the celebration, Drake turned on his heel and walked out of the church. Amy followed closely behind, flanked by a sea of suits and heavy artillery. The moment the heavy church doors slammed shut behind them, the priest’s knees gave out, and he collapsed onto the altar floor, completely unconscious. Meanwhile, across the city, the atmosphere was entirely different. Inside the fortified syndicate of the Blood Pact Mafia. The second largest crime syndicate in Italy. Athan, a hardened man in his early fifties, sat high on a leather chair that served as his throne. The air in his private chambers was thick with the pungent, sweet scent of a heavy blunt

I open my mouth to speak "Except outside this house," I pout. What should I do here? "Is there a game room here?" They nod "Then let's go!!" A few games later, I found out a bit about both of them. So they were Antonio and Matteo, both 25. They were born into the mafia so they were raised according to the mafia rules and the omerta. It is more like: tell anyone about the mafia and you both die. So I can't tell Andrea then.

Where was he? Leonardo was a top-ranking member of the West Mafia, one of the most powerful gangs in the country. He was known for his cunning and ambition, and he had been waiting for his chance to claim power for years. When he learned of Marko's involvement with the Italian Mafia, he saw an opportunity. If he could eliminate Marko, he would be able to seize control of both organizations and dominate the criminal underworld. But he knew that Marko was not an easy target, and he needed leverage to draw him out. When he learned about his newly formed relationship with Maria, he knew he had his chance.

I cried. “I am not worthy of your love. The culprit has become a thorn on our path of love, and I can't focus on our relationship until I expose him.” “Who's he?” I raised my brows. “Vincenzo Siemens. The owner of VS Corporation. The elite, award-winning CEO in daylight whose business turns into smuggling, murders, and real estate scams led by the mafia king by night. His ruthless nature doesn't forgive anyone. Vincenzo's also known as the 'killer machine' in the underground world.” Andrew's eyes were red due to the anger boiling in him. The name had tainted his professional career in the worst way possible.

As am I of my own. His eyes narrowed, a shade darker with a cloud of pride glinting in the depth. ”You want the truth, principessa? a war is brewing and your information will be the detonator that sets it of.” A war. Between the Italian, the America and the Russian mafia. And who knows who else. Ashton was going to war, he had an ally, but the Russians probably did to. What if something happens to him? I couldn't stand to loose Ashton, not more than I already had.

She observed as the cards were distributed, one by one, to both Marcelo and Matteo. As Marcelo and Matteo immersed themselves in the intense game of poker, Georgina's attention was momentarily diverted to a subtle exchange taking place between the guards. Matteo, with a mere nod, signaled his guard, who elegantly approached Marcelo's guard carrying two bags in his hands. The exchange happened swiftly and discreetly, their actions revealing a clandestine transaction unfolding before Georgina's eyes.

Though I had made a name for myself and I had won my territory, a lot of people still don't know who I am and it makes them come at me. Damien and Andrew had done a good job at handling the affairs of the underworld so it made it easier for me to be able to keep my identity. For now, I didn't want that anymore, I was ready to let them all know that I was still very much available and I was ready to show myself to them. The silent masked king of the underworld. The owner of the great name “ El Scarface” The face behind Capone Nate Miles. The great Velenoso. The most poisonous of them all.