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Falling For The Mafia Boss

Falling For The Mafia Boss

Author: Ms. Smith
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Chapter 1 One

Word Count: 1350    |    Released on: 29/09/2025

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Right now, we were currently parked outside the front of a warehouse owned by one of the most influential men in the c

now." Lucas said bes

." I replied him a

number and after a few rings, it connected. The call was picked up by the other p

ut the call. He then proceeded to dial another numb

ive. How's things on y

that, Lucas put down the burner phone and then picked up his mask, which was als

s voice. I collected the mask from him and he

face area. The design was sleek and modern, with a slight tint to the lenses that seemed to be a combination of sunglasses and a face mask. The m

on the outcome of the operation which we wer

y ear phones on it towards us. "I'm about to jam all communications devices available in the warehouse immediat

and placed it in one of my ear

face, feeling the soft material conform to my features. I glanced over at Luc

ont of and currently staring at right now. According to Franca's intel, the security guards change their shifts every five hour

ered that the time between each shift change was five minutes at minimum. T

biggest and most priced warehouse security system, who would hav

needed to be studied. Even before going into hiding and aside from having the entire policing departm

and domineering persona, was the head and leader of the Cartel. While Tito, his fath

ucas said once more as he glan

mera coming, Fr

gleefully as she rapidly operated the keys

l be moving in soon." I said firmly, staring at th

once more and after a few taps o

undetected." I said once more. "Franca, you will take

tivate all cameras in the east wing of

ge of adrenaline as I pr

or the shift change. Lucas and I glanced at each other, before shifting our g

oke under the rain, heavily armed, while the other

were previously patrolling the area left, leavi

mise, most especially not on this night. I glanced at the wrist watch on my left hand and

know?" He asked, with a hin

s the question he wanted to ask. "It's not wo

e and sent the message across on

contempt, as even I was becoming a bit impatient too. What the h

glasses, clearly. And I in turn, didn't hold back; I returned the gaze. We bo

of his hands, then squinted his eyes as if tryi

said inwardly as I stared at him from distance. Hurry

" Lucas complained. "You know how m

atching- if watching was the right word th

ake! I cried inwa

igarette to the far corner, some metres away from where he was standing.

n close. For a moment I thought- well it doesn't matter

id to Franca, almost imme

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