How to Hide the Mafia Boss' Child
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glistening in the dark room. Only a single dim light bulb illo, please. It-It wasn't my intention. I was only forced to do this since I
into a painful grimace. His body was covered in bruise
t voice, circling around his frail bo
l properties that I sold. Now, the government has claimed t
s his when it was still in the process of getting its title transferred? I let him off the hook back t
eaded once more, desperat
ell off our information to?" I leaned closer to his f
carelessly dripping down his mouth.
et debris on my handkerchief and quickly discarding it. "Then, you leave me no choice.
t, it was of no use. He was bounded by straps and chains, and the onl
and celebrated plenty of accomplishments. Compared to all of the good times we've spent, this is not
y face, and for a second, I saw a wave
y?" I
ire life to you, Luciano. I'm going to serve you until
anger. "Then, you should have thought about that befor
n my gaze. In under a minute, he had started coughing up blood, and I knew that it was only a matter of tim
into his chest. "There's no such thing
ooking back and continued walking away from the scene, opening the door of the torture den without
e mess," I said to the guards w
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hing my hands, I heard a set of footsteps coming into the bathroom. I didn't even have to tur
d, but she only stood ther
ifted my head up, only to see her look
" I sn
it agai
e of paper towels to wipe them. I turned around and leaned ag
derstand," I
er the people in our faction multiple times a month! And it's even Christopher this time around!
nee always does this every time I have to eliminate someone, so it is
Renee. The people that I kill-they're not as good as you make them out to
h, but this is Christopher we are talking about-a person you kn
not letting him off the hook just beca
er breath. "You're really not my brother any
nd looked at my reflection in the mirror. I shook my head and quickly forgot about her words. Being in the mafia for
ed to the dining room, where my fam
attention back on his food. "Did you handle the pr
ead. "Everyth
ead. "I didn't expect a
completely ignored her and
forgot," my fat
up from m
ory in the west. I don't know what the fuck you're doing, but I hope you h
after dinner," I said, loudly placing my utensils
Luciano?" Janice, my ot
I'll have somethin
t back down at the dinner table, but my fat
you to fix th
dining room despite only being
ng my shades on and playing with th
ad and started driving t
deeper and deeper into the territory. Flickering street lights, ambient smoke, broken glass, and the scent of sex and gasoline linge
lder sisters refusing to become the head of the mafia. Being the first and only son of the family, I had no choice but to take the position. Don't get
iano. We
I'm going to