Made To Be The Mafia Lord's Own

Made To Be The Mafia Lord's Own

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By:   Sharon Smallwood   Completed
Language: English
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She ran away from the mafia families because she wanted nothing to do with them, but fate had other plans for her. A mafia lord named Antonio Valencia has requested that she be delivered to him in exchange for not killing her family. But Amari wants nothing to do with the mafia. Can she avoid Antonio and still save her family? Or will she bring about their deaths?

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Amari's POVMartinis. Italian beef. Then Manhattans.I'm trying to remember something that has to do with why I'm here, but it all seems fuzzy. Like the jazz tune playing on the stereo. This is supposed to be a stop for jazz fans, like people really into that genre of blessed sounds, but here we are.A trio. Poking our noses. All I know is, that Marco and Isabella suggested someplace called The Green Mill on the North side of Chicago for some drinks. Why? No goddamn idea. I look around the place and all I see are patrons dressed in jeans t-shirts and hats; a couple are dressed in shorts and sandals, their upper half bare."Some fashion here," I say. Marco flashes a smile at me. He's been giving Isabella a lot of those since we sat down at this table. "Don't be sarcastic. The fashion is much more relaxed and less formal than it was in the past. It's all about being comfortable. Goditi la musica.""You don't say. What did they wear in the past?"Marco leans towards me like what he's ...

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100 Chapters
chapter 1
Amari's POVMartinis. Italian beef. Then Manhattans.I'm trying to remember something that has to do with why I'm here, but it all seems fuzzy. Like the jazz tune playing on the stereo. This is supposed to be a stop for jazz fans, like people really into that genre of blessed sounds, but here we are.A trio. Poking our noses. All I know is, that Marco and Isabella suggested someplace called The Green Mill on the North side of Chicago for some drinks. Why? No goddamn idea. I look around the place and all I see are patrons dressed in jeans t-shirts and hats; a couple are dressed in shorts and sandals, their upper half bare."Some fashion here," I say. Marco flashes a smile at me. He's been giving Isabella a lot of those since we sat down at this table. "Don't be sarcastic. The fashion is much more relaxed and less formal than it was in the past. It's all about being comfortable. Goditi la musica.""You don't say. What did they wear in the past?"Marco leans towards me like what he's
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chapter 2
Amari's POVHis voice is soft and inviting. I hesitate, unsure if I should say yes or no. The rational part of her brain is telling me to say no, but the part of me that is drawn to this man screams yes. I find myself saying, "Sure, I'd like that."Antonio smiles and takes my hand, leading me out of the bar. We get into his Cadillac. Drive to Drake Hotel on the Magnificent Mile. Walk into the elevator and ride up to his floor. My heart is pounding in my chest. What was she doing? Was this a good idea? I didn't even let Marco and Isabella know I was leaving. Fuck. The elevator doors open and we step out into the hallway. It is long and narrow, with a red carpet on the floor. The walls are a warm beige color, and there are small lamps on the walls. The hallway is dimly lit, but some floor-to-ceiling windows let in natural light. Antonio leads me to his door and opens it with a swipe of his key card. I follow him inside and find myself in a well-appointed suite. It is decorated in a so
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chapter 3
Antonio's POVThe meeting is in an old restaurant in Little Italy, right on Morgan Street. Even from behind the windshield, I see that the place is quiet. No patrons. No music. I step out of my car, perceiving the aromas of garlic, tomato sauce, and freshly baked bread coming from the many Italian restaurants and bakeries that line the street.I walk to the door. Catch a whiff of fresh flowers coming from vases lining both sides of the building. I put my hand on the knob, push it open. And the first person I see as my eyes adjust is Amari.**********Some weeks earlier.It is a cold, rainy night in Chicago. Under the dripping rain, the streets look like a fictional paradigm. Too many colors. Vibrant nightlife. Diverse population. As unreal as it can all get.I sit in my Cadillac parked on Lakeview. Sleek and black. A thirty-fifth birthday present for myself. The leather seats creak as I shift my weight. I can feel the pulse of the city around me. The noise of the traffic and the lig
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chapter 4
Antonio's POVI squint at him. "Goading a man who has come all this way, hoping he'll take the bait isn't shrewd thinking. I'm not an idiot, Luigi. You are."I raise my gun, my finger on the trigger.And pull.I walk to the door. Look at it. Should be made of reinforced steel or concrete, with a keypad for entry. The door is recessed into the wall, making it nearly impossible to break down with special seals around the edges to make them airtight, in case of a gas or chemical attack. This very one is designed to be impenetrable and has bulletproof glass windows for added security. So I don't waste my bullets. I tap the codes on the keypad, wait for the green light, and the hiss, then walk into the soundproofed room.***********"How did you get in here?" my uncle sputters.I look at him coldly. He's sitting behind a workspace, clad in plain trousers and long sleeves. Both sleeves are folded to his elbows. "Your security system is obsolete," I let him know. "I've been planning this fo
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chapter 5
Antonio's POV"Or you wish to look for trouble," Giuliana says, seductively rubbing her lower lip. "That is a grave accusation, my dear Antonio.""And I wouldn't bring something like this up if it isn't genuine. Are you saying that none of you is aware of the fact that my uncle, Vito, conspired with the Carter family to overthrow my father and take control of our organization?" A murmur of disbelief ripples through the room."What you may not know," I go on, "is that my uncle was acting on false information, provided by the Carter family. They deliberately misled him, for their gain."A ripple of anger sweeps through the room, and the representative of the Carter family shifts uneasily in her seat."I have proof of their treachery," I say, and produce a CD of the recording from my briefcase. "The evidence is clear, and I believe we must act decisively to bring justice to the Carter family."I watch, as a debate erupts among the assembled families. Some argue that the Carter family mu
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chapter 6
My brother suddenly demands as I step into the room."I have my ways," I reply, keeping my voice calm despite the adrenaline coursing through my veins.He eyes me warily, clearly unsettled by my unexpected appearance. "What do you want, Antonio?""What do I want?" I repeat, incredulous. "I want what's rightfully mine, Uncle. I want my share of the family business."He scoffs. "Your share? You left the family years ago. You have no claim to anything here.""I left because I couldn't stand the corruption, the violence," I retort, my voice rising. "But I've come back to set things right. To take back what's ours from those who have stolen from us.""Set things right?" he sneers. "You think you're some kind of hero, don't you? You're just a traitor, Antonio. A coward who ran away from his responsibilities."I grit my teeth, trying to keep my anger in check. "I'm not a coward, Uncle. I'm trying to make things better for all of us."He laughs a cold, humorless sound. "Better for us? Do you
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chapter 7
As I make my way through the deserted streets, a voice calls out from the shadows, stopping me in my tracks."Antonio?"I turn to see Amari standing there, her expression a mix of concern and confusion."Amari," I say, surprised to see her. "What are you doing here?""I came to find you," she says, stepping closer. "I heard about what happened. Are you okay?"I nod, grateful for her concern. "I'm fine. But I need to get out of here, and disappear for a while.""Disappear?" she echoes, her brow furrowing in concern. "What do you mean?""I mean I need to lay low for a bit, until things cool down," I explain. "It's not safe for me here anymore."Amari looks at me, her eyes searching mine for answers. "But where will you go? What will you do?""I don't know yet," I admit. "But I'll figure something out. I always do."She reaches out and takes my hand, her touch grounding me amid chaos. "Whatever you decide, just promise me you'll be careful."I squeeze her hand, grateful for her support.
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chapter 8
Antonio's heart pounded in his chest as he made his way through the deserted streets of Chicago. Rain poured down in sheets, drenching him to the bone, but he hardly noticed, his mind consumed with thoughts of betrayal and revenge.He had trusted his uncle, Luigi Demarco, with his life. He had believed that blood was thicker than water, and that family loyalty was sacrosanct. But now, as he fled for his life, he realized the truth: his uncle had betrayed him, and sold him out to their enemies for a chance at power and wealth.As the rain battered against his face, Antonio's thoughts turned to the events that had led to this moment. It had all started weeks ago, with a fateful meeting in an old restaurant in Little Italy...---The restaurant was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of garlic and tomato sauce. Antonio stepped through the door, his senses on high alert as he scanned the room for any sign of danger. He had been warned that this meeting would be dangerous, that his ene
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chapter 9
Chapter 9:As Antonio's life ebbed away on the rain-soaked pavement, memories flooded his mind with a relentless force, each one a painful reminder of the choices that had led him to this moment.---The memory of his first encounter with Amari played vividly in Antonio's mind, a bittersweet recollection of a time when the world seemed full of endless possibilities. They had met by chance in a crowded bar on the North side of Chicago, drawn together by a shared love of music and adventure.Amari had been a breath of fresh air in Antonio's stagnant existence, her fiery spirit and infectious laughter lighting up the dimly lit room like a beacon in the night. From the moment their eyes met, Antonio knew that she was different, that she was someone worth fighting for.But now, as he lay bleeding in the rain, Antonio couldn't help but feel a sense of regret that their time together had been cut short, that they would never have the chance to explore the depths of their connection, to see w
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chapter 10
Chapter 10:Antonio lay on the rain-soaked pavement, his vision blurred and his body wracked with pain. The sound of gunfire echoed in his ears, the memory of the betrayal still fresh in his mind. He struggled to make sense of what had just happened, to reconcile the image of his beloved uncle with the cold-blooded killer who had ordered his execution.As he lay there, fighting to stay conscious, memories from his past flooded his mind, each one a painful reminder of the choices that had brought him to this moment.---Antonio's childhood had been a turbulent one, marked by violence, poverty, and a deep sense of longing for something more. He had grown up in the shadow of his uncle Luigi, watching as he rose through the ranks of the Demarco crime family, his influence and power growing with each passing day.From a young age, Antonio had been drawn to the allure of the criminal underworld, fascinated by the tales of power and prestige that surrounded his uncle's illicit activities. He
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