MAFIA KING BY ABDULAZEEZ RAHEEM

ets. Its streets buzzed with life, its façade hiding the underbelly of corruption and violence that pulsed beneath the surface. Don Gi

alleys. Their mission was twofold—to gather intelligence and sow seeds of fear among the Moretti loyalists. It was a risk

ned their surroundings. "Don Giovanni, we must proceed with caution. The Morett

ow, Luca. We must be like ghosts—silent and unseen. Our action

rong espresso wafted through the air as they entered, their presence drawing curious glances from the pat

g for any signs of weakness or opportunity. They had informants in place, but the

ing nervously. "Don Giovanni, Signor Romano, I have the information

r wavering. "Thank you, Angelo

careful. The Moretti family—they have eyes on you. There are whispers

ty mingling with caution. "A new p

sorry, Don Giovanni, but that's all I've

vista—a wild card that threatened to disrupt the delicate balance of power. It was a threat that couldn't b

ions. The Moretti family's grip on Bellavista was slipping, their dominance questioned. The chaos presented an

Giovanni, it seems our arrival has unsettled the hornet's nest. The Mo

l use their weakness to our advantage. I want our forces to mobilize

make their move. Giovanni's quest to become the Mafia King had entered a critical phase,

n machinations intertwining with his. The city of Bellavista would soon become a battlefie

ecision echoed through the darkest corners of Cosa Nostra. The stage was set for a confrontation that