IA – MIKHAIL

oor-to-ceiling windows. Every step he took echoed authority, every breath

ked up the floating staircase. His home was pristine, designed i

ed at the edge of his bed, she oozed confide

're

d never been about affection. It was physical, convenient, transactional. She appro

ed his belt, he

el. Jus

nt dis

lked

ed, robe loose, body glistening with heat. Vera was

dered, voice c

yed ins

esit

the straps from her shoulders, th

turned on by that. Vera was on her knees and pulled his trouser

ng about you." S

voice was

ucking like her life depends on it. Mikhail's cock became hard an

The order came f

a doggy style, raising her huge ass so he could see her pussy dripping w

e holding his cock. He positioned himself and dive

as- a maniac, ruthless and heartless. He felt n

d pleasure mixed toget

er..harder!

.thrust...Tell me what to do.. thrust.. I comma

nd held her close to him, while he fucked life

. so good.."she

d on her and came out of her. Vera turned an

whore." He said a

ikhail came down from the bed a

***

he dim lighting and smooth jazz playing in the background did little to ease the tension in his

ice cold and detached, not even loo

lia, his younger sister, entered

she hissed. "You

barely

think

Natalia, bratty and spoiled

Nat," Mikh

distance. He turned back to the bar, his eyes scanning the room before settl

rsonal feelings cloud his judgment. You, on the other hand, have the makings of a grea

being, a constraint that threatened to suffocate the very essence of his existence. He was a force of nature, unyielding and unrelenting, driven

hat would allow others to exploit and manipulate him. He'd seen it happen to others, watched as they'd been

he strong survived and the weak were devoured. Marriage had no place in that world, and Mikhail wouldn't b

LY – DE LUC

omber. Ivan, still visibly shaken, was trying to hold it together for his fam

and take care of you, Mi

her eyes scanning their daughters, Donatella, Va

I'm so tired of this mafia stuff. It's just so irritating. Giovanni

's any of our concern how he died.

I need to start preparing for my 20th birthday two month

to her bed, surrounded by fashion magazines and birthday party ideas scattered across her comforter. She

suffocated, longing for freedom and autonomy. Why did she have to be bound by the rules and traditions of the De Luca fa

. She was meeting her friends at a club downtown, and she was planning to dance the night away. She put on a little black dress

th a text from her friend. "Hey, girl! We're waiting for y

oing to forget about the mafia and just be a normal 19-year

G, RUSSIA (THE

all team of advisors. "It's time to finalize the

hat about the Lafamiglia De Luca? I h

oment. "Really? That's unfor

fully. "What do you think

ng them some ease. They're going through a tough time. If th

interested, send them an invitation. It

d the team began making t

Y (LA FAMIGLIA

er the city, Ronan entered Ivan's study. "

Ronan ushered Bar

g with you. We've received an invitation from the Pakhan. H

ock and excitement. "What

s, sir. The main thing is that we've received the

d the party, and I'll make sure to make a good impressio

l make the necessar

nce. I won't fail my people for the second time. This is our chance to secure ou