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MAFIA RULES 57
“Here you go,” Niko says holding out an old brown book.Like the mafia rules, there’s nothing written on it, no title, or author's name. not even an abstract design. Just a plain book. At least this one seems to be just an old journal not like the other one Niko described to be bound in human flesh, yuck. The original Mafia rules, not the copy I read but still.I still sniff at it a little. Only smelled old woodsy smell and nothing gross like rotten flesh or skin.And so I flip it open. I blink once, twice at the words written on the first page. “What is this?” I flip through the book seeing more of the same gibberish writing. “Niko…” I hold the book out to him flopping down on the couch beside him.Looking away from his computer, he takes it from me, his eyes smiling as he pops it open between two fingers and reads the words out loud. “Le regole della famiglia.” “It’s written in Italian?” I blink at him. “Yes,” he hands it over going back to his work.“Ah! Come on” I groaned, I s
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Later that night, I follow Niko into the closet my hands at my hips “I don’t understand why I can’t know about your businesses, you know everything about my business” Granted that’s because I supply him with an update almost most nights when I tell him about my day, I also message him during the day when I’m frustrated about something and he listens to me when I need to rant. I remove one earring, then the other, leaving gold hoops on my vanity. He turns to me amused “I’m an investor” I give him a displeased look in the mirror as I unclasp my necklace and then kick off my shoes. Niko joins me in front of the mirror, he moves my hair over one shoulder, then drags down the zipper of my dress slowly, in his eyes is that look he has when he’s debating whether to tell me something when the dress loosens around my chest I think he’s going to brush me off as he usually does when I mention the family business, but he finally says “And it also gives you possible deniability” I remove my h
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He stands just by the door, the fingers of one hand still wrapped around the doorknob, eyebrows pinched, and a scowl of annoyance on his lips. I look at him from head to toe, he looks real, dark green eyes looking at me without blinking, tousled black hair, and a tight black shirt stretches over his wide chest, he looks bigger, having put on more muscle, dark jeans, and a pair of black boots laced halfway on his feet. Pushing up from the floor I stumble in his direction, blinking a few times to clear my vision, my hand his reaching towards his chest frowning, this must be a hallucination from snacking my head on the floor, I've never hallucinated in my life but there is a first time for everything, expect my fingers do not go through him, I poke him again in the center of his chest, he is very solid, I look up to find him looking down at the finger I have on his chest. "Did you hurt yourself just now?" I jump on him, “It’s really you! You’re alive?” It comes out like a question but
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“I started working last summer, just before the twins arrived” “What?” The look on his face tells me exactly how ridiculous he thinks that is. “Yeah…”“Still making trouble I see?" Miguel shakes his head "I thought being a mama now you would tone it down a little, should have known better” “I’m not that bad,” I say laughing“Yes Lola, you are” I laughed again. Walking down the hall I see Tommy coming towards us his eyes glued to his phone “Tommy!" I yelled "Look who’s back” I pointed at Miguel beside me. Tommy's brows go up, disappearing into the hair that’s fallen over his forehead a grin appearing on his face. “Bro! What’s up?” They clasp hands and do a bro hug thing, Tommy slapping Miguel twice on the back. “We thought you died motherfucker” “Thought I might too for a sec there” Miguel returns and they chuckle the image is so heartwarming. These two have always been close, it was one of the things that baffled me when Miguel disappeared, Tommy seemed so unbothered. But looki
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"To Miguel!” “Cheers!” I say loudly with the others clicking my glass with Niko and then Eva. I lean over the table to click my glass with the man of the hour. All the guys were also surprised to see him, apparently only Niko suspected where he was all this time. Tommy thought he was on an assignment and knew not to ask questions. Because doing so could blow his cover. I’m just happy he’s back, a part of me that has always worried about him is at peace now. Nothing, absolutely nothing can bring me down now. “Thank you, everyone,” Miguel says. “Another strong man added to our ranks, well done son, now if only someone would decide to make me a proud grandfather sometime before I die, possibly soon” Matteo tips his glass in his son’s direction. I swallow a laugh. “Not this again” Vincent grumbles throwing back his wine in one glup. “At almost thirty I already had you and you’re not even considering settling down, just look at Niko, he’s two ahead of you” My brows go up, still
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Vanessa has always been her own person, though I would like to make her my sister and bring her into the family, she can be rather… well, wild. Now that I think about it, she thought Niko handling our son was the ‘sexiest thing ever’ Vincent and Niko are somewhat similar, physically. Niko is more quiet and cold, while Vincent is brooding and a bit of an asshole if you’re the kind to get offended easily. But that doesn’t make him less attractive in the least, I think if you like them bad, he's right up your alley. After her comment the other day about wanting to fuck someone, this could catch two birds with one net. It’s excellent. And their names match, Vincent and Vanessa, just like Dominiko and Delores. If that isn’t a sign I don’t know what is- “Not a chance” his refusal immediate, cdidnt even let me bask in the glow of my excellent matchmaking. I straightened confused “Why not, don’t you like her? She is the most gorgeous woman I know, with a great fashion sense, you are be
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The rules had to do with serving, The first rule, boldly written is; Serve your husband, serve your family before yourself. Always remember duty, sacrifice, honor your husband. One woman wrote; After a hard day at work, offer him your breast. I had a good laugh after reading that, but it took me some time to get the true meaning, comfort in a woman’s bosom is a form of comfort to others. So after a hard day at work, be a loving wife. Take care of him. Another one said: Love your capo my future sisters and daughters. You are the only one who can, when others fear and respect him, he is yours to love, and he will honor you in return. If he does not, the Salvatore family will remember your sacrifice. That, that, was deep, the name attached to that was Rebehak Iris Salvatore, wife to Rafael Brenad Salvatore. I took note of the name, she seemed like an interesting woman. Another woman wrote, very boldly might I add; Fuck your husband, my dear, every night if possible, just be
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“Babies, can you imagine what your papa did?” I ask the twins, and of course, neither of them answers me, they've probably already written the mama off as a crazy lady today. I bite my bottom lip shyly The man is crazy, but as he has already paid... I better start getting ready. I quickly text Maria. Me: something nice for tonight, Niko and I will dine upstairs I put Calea on one hip then lean over the couch my hand going to my son's back, already knows what to expect, his little arms wrap around my neck and I place him on my other hip. "Smart boy" "Let's go see if I can find that red dress, Mama has a date tonight," I whispered then kissed their heads one after the other. I head straight to the closet, the twins in tow I'm not sure I can remember the dress he wants in particular. "This is going to be fun, yes?" I spent the rest of the evening getting ready, pausing after painting my nails to feed the twins and myself as I was getting a little hungry. Leaving enough space
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MAFIA RULES Epilogue I
My uncle was right, everything will change from now on, the Grecos, Mendoza, and the Oriente arms of the New York Families are no more. Though we weren't particularly friendly with the other two, it wasn't required for the business. The Greco’s however have always been closely allied with the Salvatores, it wasn’t because of that friendship that Julio was my father's right hand and his father before him, as capo it was my decision to choose my right hand, but for decades, that honor belonged to the Greco’s, until Julio fucked it up. With them gone, there is a gap, in the prominent families, and someone needs to take over for the business to run smoothly. As things settled, I just wanted some peace to be with my family, my children, I already missed so much. It was something I would never retreat, I kept them safe. I did what had to be done, even though it hadn't been my Knife in their throat or my orders. My actions lead to their deaths. And their deaths created a power vacuum, one
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**“We have to leave here, get to another safe house we don’t know who else- this place has been compromised” Arms wrapped under my arms trying to pull me away. I was staring blankly at the Man I'd grown so close with. I didn't know what to do.“We can’t leave him here” Tears spilled down my cheeks. “You think I want to leave him? He was like a father to me, but I have to protect you, he would want you to get to safety”“Miguel…”“Now Lola, Now." he shook me "We have to-“ a phone ringing cuts off the rest of his words. Miguel bends down and searches through Matteo’s jacket to retrieve his phone. I crawl back to him lifting his head into my lap, spatches of blood stained my jeans as I run my fingers through his hair. “Please Matteo open your eyes,” I begged softly.He couldn’t be gone. He felt warm despite the blood pooled on the ground beneath him, he couldn’t be gone. He couldn’t...“It’s Matteo…” I hear Miguel say to the other person on the phone “He’s gone” is all Miguel says
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I straightened at the sound of a car pulling closer. I know it isn’t Miguel as he’s in the next room, slowly tiptoeing to one of the windows and pushing back the curtains, “Lola don’t do that-“ “It’s Matteo” I gasped in recognition at the dark hair and family face of the man that exists the drive's seat. “It’s Matteo” I repeated “He’s here!” I announced as my heart began to race in my chest. “Stay here, stay down” Miguel ordered, as he headed to the door a gun in hand. I remained at the window, clutching my rounded belly with a shaky hand, the other fisted around the thick curtains as I tried to listen to their exchange. It went on for about half a minute but it was too long and then Miguel crossed back to the porch, he disappeared from my line of sight, and I moved to the door. The bottom of my oversized jeans dragged on the floor over my bare feet as I had left the zipper undone to accommodate my large bump. I’m standing behind the door when it opens and Miguel says “It’
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“That puta was whoring around dirtying the family line-“ she gurgles, choking as red spills from a thin line across her throat. A hand flew to her neck eyes wide in shock. No one was allowed to speak of that, I took pains in ensuring it remained that way. The consequences would be devastating. I look at the blade in my hand then swipe the napkin beside her tea set to wipe the little blood at the end. I turned around and came to a stop at the dark figure at the entrance. Fuck. “Is it true what she said?” I observe his stance, the pistol hanging loosely at his side, my brows furrowed as I tried to figure out how long he’s been standing there, how much he heard, I let out a sigh, “Tommy…” He sucked in a deep breath, his empty hand clenching into a shaky fist. “Did you know?” Tommy asked calmly. I grit my teeth and wipe the blade once more, then I return it to the sheath strapped to my wrist, soothing down my sleeves to keep it hidden. I turned to my brother fully and asked “Wh
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Bang! Bang! Bang!!! Gunshots sound as I make my way down the hall of an Italian-styled penthouse. The enemy tries to return fire, but they are quickly overwhelmed by my men. Martino Greco led me to Valentina's hideout like a mouse to the cheese. Pained grunts and shocked yells followed by the thuds of bodies heating the ground, and then quiet. Hmm. I walk in smooth strides past pools of blood, bodies littering the polished wooden floors noting the soldiers Valentina called from her mansion in Italy, I frown at the sight of a falcon tatted on one of the fallen men’s forearms, seems she hired some mercenaries also. Splendid. Last night Valentina sent her men to Mendoza and Orinete households while they slept and took them out in one swell move. It is why I can break in with little to no resistance, half of her man power is gone. Danilo inclined his chin at me then motioned up silently a gun in hand, corked and still at the ready. Chase and Emilio stand beside him each o
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I stared out the window on the ride back. Like the two times we’ve gone out, I remain in the car while he checks the property, when he signals all clear I open my door and move to the back to get the kids. Miguel goes around the other side and gets started on Angelo’s seat, he undoes the strap holding the child to the seat and then unhooks the chair fully so he can take it inside. “Want to tell me what happened at the clinic?” he questions as we walk. I shook my head nothing. “You don’t really expect me to believe that do you?” “What makes you think I did anything." “Excluding the fact that you looked guilty as hell when we got back, there’s a tear glued to your lashes" he pointed one end of his bottled water at me, "Why were you crying” We entered the cabin and I unstrapped the kids to let them run free. “I just needed to use the bathroom quickly” I paused helping Angelo to his feet. “I called him” I admitted. His expression remains unchanged. “You don’t seem surprised
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NIKO That evening I left using one of the hidden exist. There's a car parked under the bridge, I pull up behind it, leaving the engine still running as I look out the window, moments later a male form, wearing a black oversized coat blowing the wind takes long steps in my direction as far as his short legs can carry him, the side door opens and he drops down beside me, the smell of tobacco that follows him where ever he goes fills the car. I make no effort to his my frown. Excluding the fact that it was a shitty habit that kills the liver, I imagine it would make stealth impossible if they can smell you from a mile away. And I preferred to leave no traces, unless it was a warning that is. I have half the mind to ask him to exit my vehicle before he saturates it with his unpleasant smell but I need him tonight so I decided to play nice. “How did it go?” Martino Greco smacks his lips once, “Just as you expected boss, Maxim sent another offer, I did as you said while showing some
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LOLA I’ve been teaching my twins simple words and pointing out items around the house for them. I once read that kids need contact with other people and other kids to stimulate growth, and I’ve been doing what I can to fill that role. "Nana" Angel mumbled pointing at the banana when Miguel walked past eating a banana last night.It is also his favorite fruit. Micaela liked peaches.I also roped Miguel into watching some soap operas airing every evening with me so I’d have something to look forward to and someone to discuss with. Soap operas were always better when you had someone to discuss them with. He acts like he hates them but I swear he secretly enjoys them. He finds it hard to understand the motives of the main antagonists and often wonders why the ‘good guys’ give so many chances.No one is that inherently good. Miguel had said when the main female character got played for the fourth time in twenty episodes. It's plain stupidity. he added his two cents, I shook my head with
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NIKO -Months later... “Who can we count on?” Tommy asked his chin on his jaw. In front of me at the other side of the desk Matteo cleared his throat and the other turned to him, “Brenadi, Orisi, Ajello, the Sances are a given" he tips his head. With Chase one of my trusted enforcers the head of the Sances family, it was a given, I trusted him to keep his house in check, the others however, "The others will need more convincing" Matteo added voicing my exact thoughts. “That’s four out of twelve” Vincent grunted unable to hide his displeasure. “How can Valentina have eight over us, the bitch has been in Italy for almost three decades," Tommy growls. “Exactly, lots of families owe her favors, she ran this family before us with an iron fist and she never fully removed her claws while my brother was capo, that’s nearly four decades of loyalty from the New York families. "Enough time to amass a fortune's worth of secrets and debts to call in, moreover, a number of the men are too sca
