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Chapter 19: Wild, Filthy and Violent.
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I Sold Out a Mafia Boss Chapter 20: Saved by Him.
Ricardo’s POVThe Marino Tigress Casino.The sound of chips clinking, dice rolling, and voices shouting in Spanish fills my ears as I adjust my cufflinks. I’m dressed in my finest suit. I have the envelope in my hands, the one containing the photos I’ve studied all damn day. Enzo. The places he stood, the games he played, the faces that were around him. Every detail has been plastered into my memory. Beside me, Lana looks exactly how I like her; hot, dangerous, and impossible to ignore. A dress that hugs her curves, heels that make her legs look even longer, and hair cascading down her shoulders. She is a woman built to tempt and ruin men. I grab her hand. "Come," I tell her. "Pretend like you’re happy to be here." “Oh and remember the plan. I walk, then you follow me afterwards. Copy?” “And what if I decide to run?" I smirk. "Ouu, I would love for you to try that." Lana exhales sharply, knowing she has no choice. She’s smart enough to know what’s at stake. I move through
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Charles’ POVDavida Gonzalez doesn’t let me have Alma next to me as we talk. He barely acknowledges my request before shaking his head, waving her off like she’s a piece of furniture that doesn’t belong. I don’t argue. I need this conversation to happen, and fighting over a seat at the table isn’t going to get me anywhere. I explain everything, every detail of what Ricardo did to me. I slide the file across the table. It’s thick, and filled with every piece of evidence I’ve spent my time gathering. Bank statements, recorded calls, photographs. A paper trail that should have been enough to bury Ricardo Borrelli under a mountain of legal charges. But as Davida flips through the pages, he scoffs. Unimpressed. He tosses the folder back to me like it’s nothing more than a bad joke. “This is a waste.” “You haven’t even looked through all of it.” I say.He leans back in his chair, exhaling smoke from the cigar he’s been nursing. His facial expression carried something between pity an
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Ricardo’s POVI have the information I need. Enzo is dead. The briefcase is gone. And Andre is nothing more than a bloody corpse at my feet. But none of it matters. At least not right now.Because when I turn, I see Lana, standing there in the room, hugging herself like she’s trying to hold her own body together. Her body trembles, and her eyes are wide and haunted.I did this. I brought her here. Put her in this situation. The realization fills me with so much annoyance and fury. If anything had happened to her… I swallow hard. I don’t know what I would do.After I get my hands clean, I lead her outside, towards the car. She doesn’t resist, but she’s shaking. I can hear her uneven breathing, see the way her fingers twitch because she’s traumatized. Just before we reach the car, I stop.“Hey.” Lana flinches, she is startled by the sound of my voice. I exhale slowly, reaching up to adjust a strand of hair behind her ears. My fingers brush against her cheek, forcing her gently to look
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Charles’ POVAlma isn’t inside. I scan the casino floor again, searching for any trace of her. Even as the neon lights flicker, illuminating faces, I see that none of them are hers. My jaw tightens. This is the last thing I need right now. I push past the noise as I head towards the exit. I should’ve kept her close, should’ve made sure she didn’t slip away. Then I see her. Alma is outside, standing near the entrance, wandering like she doesn’t have a care in the world. My relief is brief before anger takes its place. I stride up to her, grabbing her wrist tighter than I intend to. She startles, and her eyes flashes to mine, startled but defiant. “What the fuck, Alma?” I grit out. “Why’d you wander off this far?” She yanks her hand away. “Let go of me.” I do, but I’m still pissed. She is too. “You asked me to come to Mexico, not for fun, not because you were sorry, but because you wanted to get your egoistic shit done,” she snaps with a low voice. “And I just so happened
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Charles’ POVThe moment we step into the hotel room, I’m still in shock. Ricardo Borrelli was in the same building as me, at the exact same time, and I never ran into him. How the hell did that happen? I pride myself on being aware of my surroundings, on knowing who’s in my vicinity at all times, yet somehow, he slipped past me. That doesn’t sit right. Alma hums softly as she moves around the room, pulling off her earrings and placing them on the nightstand. She doesn’t seem bothered. She’s already letting the night fade, ready to leave it behind. I wish I could do the same. “You coming to bed?” she asks, glancing at me as she pulls back the covers. “Not yet,” I mutter. Alma shrugs, not pressing the issue, and climbs into bed. Within minutes, she’s breathing steadily, lost in sleep. I stay by the window, thinking.Then my phone vibrates in my pocket. I fish it out and see Davida’s name flashing on the screen. “Yeah?” I answer. “Muchacho,” Davida says. “We got a problem.”
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Angelo’s POV I step into the restroom of my private jet, shutting the door behind me, as told by Ricardo. I bring the phone back to my ear, and Ricardo’s voice is already there, seething through the speaker. “What the fuck, Angelo?!” He sounds like he can barely contain his rage. “Why the hell would you bring Antonella with you, huh? What the fuck are you trying to start?”I blink, stunned. His tone throws me off. “What? Ricardo, she’s your girlfriend and the mother of your kids. She was worried about you. Since I knew where you were, I didn’t see any reason why she shouldn’t be here with you in Mexico.” Ricardo curses under his breath. I can practically hear him pacing on the other end. “Goddamn it, Angelo. I’m with someone else.”What? My brain stutters over what he just said. I drag out the only word that makes sense. “Shittt…”I slam my palm against the door, feeling utterly frustrated. Fuck. I steady myself, resting my elbows against the door and rubbing my temples with
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Ricardo’s POV I can’t stay in the same room with Lana. The longer I do, the more tempted I am to teach her a lesson in a way I might regret. So, I get dressed, nothing serious, just a basic white tee, blue jeans, and my shoes before heading for the door. Anywhere is better than here. I need space. I need to think. Before stepping out, I pause, glancing over my shoulder. Lana is still curled under the duvet. I know she’s awake. "You can try to leave," I tell her. "But just know it’ll be a futile effort." Lana shifts slightly and her arm peeks out from beneath the covers. "I wasn’t planning on leaving," she says. Then, with feigned sweetness, she adds, "I don’t wanna make big daddy mad." I watch as she rolls her eyes, pulling the duvet tighter around her like she couldn’t care less. I chuckle, nodding my head repeatedly as I absorb her blatant disrespect. Oh, she thinks this is funny. She’ll learn soon enough that disrespecting Ricardo Borrelli comes with consequences. No exc
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Alma’s POV I hear everything. From the moment Charles picks up that call, I know it’s important from the way he speaks. I stay quiet, pressing my back against the bedrest, as my ears tuned in to every syllable. And what I hear makes my stomach drop.Davida invited Ricardo Borrelli to his daughter’s birthday. The same birthday party Davida invited me and Charles to. What the hell?I must have heard wrong. There’s no way Davida would do something so reckless. But then Charles says it himself. "Davida wants Ricardo at his daughter’s twentieth." He mutters.Shit. I did hear right. It’s real. It’s happening. And there’s no fucking way I’m going. If Ricardo sees me with Charles, I’m dead. Worse, he’ll find my mother, and I know what that man is capable of. I can’t let that happen. But first, I need to be sure.I stand up from the bed and walk towards Charles. My hands move to his shoulders, massaging it. His body is rigid and his mind is obviously miles away."What’s going on?" I ask, ke
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I Sold Out a Mafia Boss Chapter 47: He Wants Out
Ricardo’s POVThe morning sunlight barely rose when I slide out of bed. Antonella is still asleep, tangled in the silk sheets, with her mouth slightly parted, and one arm stretched towards where I used to be. I don’t look back. I leave the house before the rest of the estate fully wakes. The guards outside are already alert. A few guards nod as I pass by, murmuring “sir,” but I give them nothing. My driver, a scrawny man with jittery eyes, pulls up just in time.“Sir,” he says breathlessly, stepping out of the car. “I came as soon as I could.”“Good,” I reply, already heading for the vehicle. “I need you to drive me somewhere.”“Where to, sir?”“My secret mansion.”He gives a tight nod. “Alright, sir,” and moves quickly to ready the car.Before I can reach it, one of the security guards rushes up to me, holding something out. An envelope. His face is pale, like he’s unsure if he should even be handing it to me.“Sir,” he calls out, slowing as he reaches me. “This was dropped at the f
I Sold Out a Mafia Boss Chapter 46: Long Lasting.
Ricardo’s POVThe moment I step through the front doors of my mansion, I hear small noises, and the place is properly lit. Then, a soft pitter-patter races down the hallway.“Papà!”Gianna’s voice rings out before I even see her. She comes flying into my arms like a bullet wrapped in pink silk pajamas. I crouch slightly, catching her mid-air, lifting her high above my head.“There’s my Gianna,” I say, twirling her once.Her laughter fills the foyer, and for a brief second, everything ugly fades away. I pull her close, hugging her tight.Antonella watches from the archway, with her arms crossed, and her brows arched like daggers. She scoffs under her breath, loud enough to make her presence known.Then, the grandfather clock chimes eight times. “Alright, baby,” Antonella says, brushing invisible lint from her sleeve. “Bedtime. Off you go with Rosa.”Gianna’s face falls. “But I don’t wanna go to bed early…”I kneel slightly and smooth her hair back. “Oh, sweetheart,” I say gently. “I un
I Sold Out a Mafia Boss Chapter 45: Letter For Letter
Charles' POVI toss my keys onto the marble counter and walk straight to the bedroom, not even bothering to take off my shoes. My body feels like deadweight, but it’s not just physical exhaustion, it’s everything else.Alma didn’t follow me back to the condo. I didn’t ask her to. She wouldn’t understand anyway. Not this.I drop onto the bed, with limbs heavy with fatigue, and my back flat against the mattress. The ceiling above me stares back blankly, just as silent as the thoughts swirling in my head. I can't stop replaying it, Lana. Her face when she looked at me. The embarrassment, fear and shame in her eyes. I need to get her out of that monster’s grip.No one would get it. Not Alma, no one. Only I know why I need to get Lana away from that monster. And it’s not even about her being my secret weapon. That bastard touched my tail the day he had me suspended from the force and smeared my name. He thought he won. But he hasn’t.I close my eyes. No—he won’t.I’ll get Lana back. I’ll
I Sold Out a Mafia Boss Chapter 44: Oh Come on, Brother!
Ricardo’s POVThe private restaurant’s half-empty. I spot Angelo tucked in the far corner, already seated with a half-full glass of red wine in front of him. His shoulders are relaxed, too relaxed, which tells me something's up. I slide into the seat across from him and clear my throat. “What’s the matter?” Angelo raises a brow and smirks sarcastically. “Hello, brother. Thank you for asking how I’m doing this fine afternoon. I’m great, how are you doing?” I chuckle. “Oh, come on, Angelo. We just saw each other in Mexico. Do you really need me to roll out the pleasantries every time?” He shrugs and mutters, “No, but you could stop acting like the world’s ending every time we meet.” I shake my head. “Oh come on brother, isn’t the world already ending?” I give him a smirk, then I continue. “What’s the matter?” Angelo takes a slow sip from his glass before setting it down. “You remember that guy I told you about? The one that’s been following me?” “Yeah,” I nod. “You finally
I Sold Out a Mafia Boss Chapter 43: Family
Ricardo’s POVI finally get myself together. The dull pain in my groin reminds me that Antonella has no limits when she’s pissed. I straighten my blazer, wipe the corner of my mouth with my thumb, and step out of the car.I step through the front doors, and the first sight that greets me isn’t one I expect. Antonella is seated on the couch, holding Isabella in her arms; our youngest, sleeping peacefully like she has no idea her parents are inches away from destruction.Beside her stands the maid, looking awkward as hell, and across the room, standing near the staircase, is Gianna. My Gigi.She doesn’t run to me. Doesn’t smile. Doesn’t light up like she usually does. She just stares at me with those big eyes like she’s looking at a complete stranger.Something inside me snaps quietly. Antonella’s eyes find mine, and her stare says everything. Of course. Of course this is happening. Of course my daughter looks at me like she doesn’t know me.Antonella’s gaze is full of disdain, a silent
I Sold Out a Mafia Boss Chapter 42: Bruised Pride and Balls
Angelo’s POVThe warehouse smells like rust and old blood. It always does. This is the same warehouse where I kept the guy who murdered our loan shark. Back when he was crying about keeping all his fingers. I step inside to see him already waiting, shifting on his feet like he is standing on hot coals. He gives a weak smile when he sees me, then straightens up and puffs out his chest like it would help.“Mr. Angelo,” he says,with his hands twitching nervously. “I—uh—I did what you said.”I cross my arms. “Go on.”He pulls a folder from his coat and hands it over. “You asked me to multiply by five half of the 570 million. I turned that into 855 million.”I flip through the file. Numbers, transfers, dummy corporations. The man has done his homework. I whistle low. “You tripled it.”He nods whilst swallowing hard. “Yes, sir. I—uh—wanted to impress you.”I look up, smirking. “You did good, man. But it’s not enough.”His face drops like I had slapped him. “I—I know. I know,” he stammers.
I Sold Out a Mafia Boss Chapter 41: Man Like Ricardo Borrelli
Charles’s POVWe’re in the car, heading to the airport. My thoughts have been looping, clawing at the same image. Lana with Ricardo Borrelli, dressed like a slut.Alma speaks first. “I still can’t believe you saw Lana with Ricardo.”I shake my head. “I still can’t believe it myself. A part of me hates myself, Alma. For being so fucking lackadaisical in the search for her. I should’ve put in more effort. I should’ve known she was with the enemy.”Alma reaches across the seat and rubs my shoulder gently, like I’m some wounded animal. “It’s not your fault. You wouldn’t have known. No one would have guessed.”I lean into the headrest, staring out at the traffic like it’ll give me answers. “I should’ve. You know, if Davida’s men hadn’t screwed up, if those bullets had gone through that door like they were supposed to, Lana would’ve been dead. Gone. And I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.”“But she’s not,” Alma says quickly. “She’s alive.”“You don’t get it,” I snap. “And I’m not ready
I Sold Out a Mafia Boss Chapter 40: Maria, Maria.
Angelo’s POVThe next morning, Lana and I drive in silence. The kind of silence that isn’t peaceful, just filled with everything neither of us wants to say first.I keep my eyes on the road. The jet isn’t far now. Twenty minutes, give or take. After that, I don’t know what comes next. Hell, maybe I don’t want to.She is the one to break it, the silence. Of course she is.“What are you gonna do?” Her voice is soft.I don’t answer.“What’s your brother planning?”I suck my teeth, annoyed, and keep my eyes forward. She doesn’t back down.“Please, Angelo,” she says, “tell me. I heard him last night, talking to that cop guy—Charles. He told him to let Señor Davida know he owes him. And he wasn’t talking about money.”Still, I say nothing. Her voice is starting to grate, and not because it is loud but because it is right.“You already know what he’s gonna do,” I mutter.“No,” she says firmly, “I don’t.”I tighten my grip on the wheel. “He’s going to kill someone.”The car goes even quieter,
I Sold Out a Mafia Boss Chapter 39: An Eye for an Eye
Charles’s POVAs I walk through the foyer of Señor Davida’s mansion, my mind is on a spiral. My hands clench at my sides, and my jaw aches from how tight I’m holding it. Lana’s alive.All this time, she’s alive and well. And Ricardo fucking Borrelli has her. After all this time, the worry, the guilt… she’s been alive. For months. Months that I could’ve had her back. Months that that bastard Ricardo Borrelli had her.I feel sick. I don’t even want to imagine what he’s done to her. He’s got her dressed up like a slut, parading her around like a possession, calling her his slut like she’s nothing more than a goddamn toy.That image of Ricardo touching her, owning her, breaking her, it makes me want to kill something. I wonder how many times Ricardo has fucked her. How many times he’s laid claim to what was never his to take.I am pissed. How the fuck did Ricardo get his hands on Lana? There was no way, no fucking way, Ricardo could’ve linked Lana to what happened to him. I was careful. I
