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MARCOI paced back and forth in the cyber room, the soft hum of the machines around me doing nothing to calm my nerves. The glow of the monitors cast an eerie light, making the room feel more like a prison than a high-tech command center. I rotated a small pocket knife in my hand, the familiar weight grounding me, if only a little.“Damn it,” I muttered to myself. “How could I let this happen? How did I lose her?” My voice echoed in the room, the frustration clear. “I should have tightened security more around the house. I should have seen this coming.”I couldn’t shake the image of Sarah from my mind. The thought of her in Viktor’s hands made my blood boil. I stopped pacing and slammed the knife into the table, the blade sticking out at an angle.“Viktor,” I growled. The name tasted like poison on my tongue. I closed my eyes, remembering our last encounter. I had spared his life then, thinking it was a mercy. A weakness. And now that same weakness had come back to hurt me, to hurt Sa
Last Updated : 2024-07-09Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 34
MARCO: The private armory room buzzed with the sound of guns being loaded and tactical gear being secured. The metallic clinks and clicks echoed around the room, blending with the quiet murmur of my men discussing strategies. Each one of them was focused, their faces etched with determination. This wasn’t just another mission; this was personal.I moved among them, checking in on their preparations. “Remember, no slip up guys,” I said, my voice firm but low. “This is about sending a message to Viktor and anyone else who thinks they can mess with us.”Tony was adjusting his bulletproof vest. He glanced up at me and nodded. “We’re ready, boss. We’ve got your back.”I gave him a tight smile. “Good. We’re going in fast and hard. No mistakes.”Mikey, the new guy, looked up from loading his rifle, his hands trembling slightly. “Boss, what if Viktor has backup? What if this is a trap?”I walked over to him and put a hand on his shoulder. “Listen, Mikey. Viktor thinks he has the upper hand b
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MARCO“Lay low and blend in,” I ordered my men, my voice low but firm. “Take out anyone you see. Shoot on sight. I’m not losing any of you to some lousy thug.”The men nodded, their faces set with determination. “We’ll stay safe, boss,” one of them said. “You watch your back too.”I gave a short nod, watching as they melted into the darkness, their forms disappearing into the night. The silence was soon broken by the sound of gunshots echoing through the air.Carlos and I moved forward, keeping low. I spotted a couple of Viktor’s men ahead and raised my gun, shooting them down with precise shots. Carlos glanced at me, a smirk on his face. “That left hand of yours doesn’t miss a shot, does it?”I ignored his comment, focusing on the task at hand. We moved on, taking down more of Viktor’s men as we advanced. Each shot was clean, each move calculated. We were getting closer to Sarah, but the path was littered with bodies.Suddenly, more of Viktor’s men appeared, surrounding us. I fired a
Last Updated : 2024-07-11Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 36
MARCOCarlos and I were on a roll, taking down Viktor’s men one after another. The adrenaline pumped through my veins, sharpening my senses. Each man who fell was a step closer to getting Sarah back.Carlos, always the joker, couldn’t resist making light of the situation. “Hey Marco, let’s make it interesting. Whoever gets the most kills buys the drinks tonight.”I shot him a look, trying to stay focused. “Carlos, now’s not the time for games. Keep your head in the fight.”He shrugged, not losing his grin. “Just trying to lighten the mood, boss. But fine, let’s keep it professional.”We moved through the base, systematically taking down anyone who crossed our path. The tension was thick, but I couldn’t afford to lose my cool. Not when we were so close.Finally, we reached the front of the building where Viktor was holding Sarah. I could almost feel her presence, just beyond those walls. One more push, and she’d be safe.As we took another step forward, a sharp crack pierced the air. C
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SARAHI sat there in the quiet room, my mind swirling with everything that had happened. The chaos, the fear, the hope—I couldn’t wrap my head around it all. For a moment, I let myself get lost in my thoughts, trying to piece it all together.Did Marco really come to save me? It seemed unreal, like something out of a movie. I couldn’t believe he had fought through all those men just to get to me. My heart raced at the memory of him bursting in, looking like a force of nature. How did I get so lucky?“Is this all a dream?” I whispered to myself, almost afraid that speaking it out loud would shatter the illusion. I looked around the room, trying to find something that made sense.My thoughts drifted back to when Viktor had me, the terror I felt. I never thought I’d see Marco again. But he came, didn’t he? He came and saved me. Why would he risk everything for me? Did he really care that much?I shook my head, trying to clear the fog of confusion. “Why, Marco?” I muttered. “Why would you
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SARAHI woke up in a stark, sterile room. The white walls and ceiling seemed to close in on me, making me feel small and disoriented. The beeping of machines and the faint smell of antiseptic filled the air. I blinked, trying to make sense of where I was.I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain in my side made me wince and fall back against the pillows. I took a deep breath, trying to calm the rising panic in my chest. How did I get here? The last thing I remembered was collapsing in Marco’s arms.My eyes darted around the room, searching for clues. There was an IV drip attached to my arm, a heart monitor beeping steadily next to the bed, and a few chairs against the far wall. A hospital. I was in a hospital. But why? How?My head pounded as I started to recall fragments of the most recent events. Viktor’s face flashed in my mind, and I muttered to myself, trying to piece everything together. “Viktor… rooftop… Marco…” The images were blurry, but they slowly started to form a coherent sequ
Last Updated : 2024-07-14Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 39
SARAHThe door burst open, and Marco stormed into the room, his sudden outburst startling both Gloria and me. For a moment, he looked almost childlike in his urgency, his eyes darting around the room until they landed on me. He opened his mouth to speak but then seemed to catch himself, taking a deep breath and composing his expression.“Sarah,” he said, his voice more controlled now, though the concern still flickered in his eyes. He walked up to the bed, his movements deliberate. Gloria stood up, ready to leave, but Marco raised a hand. “Stay, please.”Gloria nodded and remained where she was, watching us both with a mixture of curiosity and professionalism.“How are you feeling?” Marco asked, his gaze locking onto mine.I managed a small smile. “Better. Thanks to Gloria here.” I gestured to the nurse.Marco nodded, his expression still serious. “Good. That’s good.” His response was vague, almost distant, as if his mind was racing with a thousand thoughts.Gloria glanced between us
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MARCOAs we walked down the hallway, I couldn't help but realize how exhaustedi was. We got to the office and I nodded at him in thanks, stepping into Dr. Frank’s office. As soon as I entered, Frank stood up quickly, his eyes lighting up with recognition.“Godfather,” he said, bending slightly to kiss my hand. “It’s an honor to see you.”“Frank,” I acknowledged, stepping forward and embracing him in a quick, firm hug. “You’re looking well.”“Thanks, Marco. You’re not looking too bad yourself,” he replied, a warm smile on his face.We both took our seats, the atmosphere shifting from formal to familiar. Frank leaned back, a smile playing on his lips.“How’s everything, Marco?” he asked. “I heard you’ve been dealing with some complications.”“It’s been a hell of a week,” I said, leaning forward. “But we’re managing. Sarah is my priority right now.”Frank nodded understandingly. “She’s in good hands here. Fischer will definitely make sure she recovers fully.”“Appreciate that, Frank,” I
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MARCOThey dragged me in like a dog. Wrists tied behind the chair, ribs throbbing from the last round of hits. Two of Marcel’s boys kept my arms tight while another threw a punch right into my stomach. I grunted, leaned forward, and caught a second one across my jaw.I didn’t scream or beg.I just looked straight ahead at him.Marcel.Sitting in his chair like some king, legs crossed, drink in his hand. There was a sick grin across his face like he was watching a comedy show.The guards landed another hit. One to my shoulder. One to my gut again. My body was wrecked, but my mind stayed sharp. I kept staring at him. Letting him know I wasn’t broken.When they were done, I coughed and spit a mouthful of blood to the side, then looked right back at him.“You done?” I muttered.He laughed. “You still got that mouth on you.”I didn’t reply. I just kept staring. Waiting. Hoping. Begging for anything — an opening, a mistake. I wasn’t dying in this chair. I’d kill him. Somehow, some way. He w
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MARCOSmoke swallowed everything. Thick, sour, crawling down my throat. I couldn’t see five feet in front of me. Couldn’t hear anything but that damn ringing — sharp and endless like it was coming from inside my brain. Felt like the world cracked in half, and I was standing right at the center of it.My knees buckled as I took a few shaky steps. My hand went straight to my head, gripping tight like that’d make the noise stop. But it didn’t. It only got worse. I couldn’t even tell if I was walking forward or in circles.“Gio?” My voice came out broken. Dry. Weak.“Petrov?”Nothing.“Tony?” I tried louder. “Denis!”Still nothing.My heartbeat was the only real sound now. That, and the crunch of debris under my boots as I stumbled ahead. My eyes burned — from smoke, from panic, I didn’t know. I blinked hard, over and over, until the haze started to shift.Then I saw them.My heart dropped. I mean really dropped — like the floor disappeared underneath me.All four of them were down. Flat
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MARCOWe moved slow down the corridor, shadows thick around us, every step tight and careful. The walls felt like they were closing in more with every turn. My gun was warm in my hand, not from use, but from how long I’d been gripping it. I didn’t loosen my fingers. Couldn’t. Not now.Denis came up beside me, pressing closer to the wall, breathing heavy but steady. His sleeve was darker than before — the blood still hadn’t stopped. But he kept moving. That’s the kind of man he was.“Its clear now Marcel knows,” Denis said, voice low.“I know that, Marcel right?” I responded, even though I already knew the answer.He nodded. “Maybe he thinks its not you. But he knows someone’s here. He’s spooked. Movement in the north wing, checkpoints locking up tighter.”I looked ahead, eyes narrowing at the half-lit hall we were creeping down. “What where Sarah is being kept?”“That’s the thing,” Denis said. “Still no extra traffic to the east side. Either Damien doesn’t believe it’s you, or he’s wa
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MARCOThe door clicked shut behind us as we got into the warehouse, the sound barely louder than a breath, but it made my shoulders tighten anyway. No turning back now.Inside, the hallway stretched ahead, cold and narrow, concrete walls sweating under dim, buzzing lights. Shadows shifted along the floors, long and slow like they were alive. We kept close to the edges, moving low and tight, every step thought out. No wasted moves. No wasted noise.Denis was right behind me, eyes glued to the small handheld device strapped to his wrist. The screen flickered every couple of seconds, showing black and white camera feeds from inside the compound. He tapped the screen twice, then waved me over with a sharp flick of his fingers.“Straight two halls, take a left,” he whispered, voice so low it barely stirred the air. “One guard at the station. He’s sitting, not moving.”I gave a tight nod. Lifted my hand and gave the signal. Two fingers. Tony and Gio caught it instantly, adjusting their posi
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MARCELI kicked back in my chair, boots up on the desk, glass of whiskey hanging loose in my hand. The oak groaned under me, but I didn’t give a damn. I earned this seat. I earned everything. Sarah was mine now. Marco? That bastard was a ghost, a scared little whisper hiding in the dark, too broken to come for her.I took a slow sip, letting the burn roll down my throat, and smiled to myself. All the noise, all the fight she had when we first grabbed her… it was fading. Day by day. I saw it in her eyes. Less spark. Less bite. She was still holding on to Marco, sure. But that wouldn’t last. It never did. Not when you had no one left to believe in. Not when all the walls closed in.All I needed was time. Time and a little patience. Women like her, they didn’t fall easy — but when they did, they fell hard. I’d treat her good once she saw it. Once she stopped looking at me like I was the enemy. She didn’t get it yet, but she would. I’d give her everything. New clothes, good food, no more
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MARCOAs we moved closer to the warehouse, the world around us shifted. No more breathing room. No more second chances. I lifted my hand, fingers moving in sharp signals the team knew by heart. Petrov and Gio broke off fast, slipping into the tree line to handle the chaos. Their job was simple: create enough noise, enough blood, to keep Marcel’s eyes off me. My job was simpler. Get to Sarah. Bring her home.I moved ahead, leading my half of the team. Tony and Denis stayed tight behind me, heading toward the wing where Denis swore they kept her. The woods around us swallowed the sound of our boots, every step careful, every move sharp. The cold night clung to my skin, biting a little, but I welcomed it. It kept me awake. It kept me locked in.Up ahead, a small light flickered behind a tree line. I crouched low, holding my fist up to stop the others. Two guards patrolled near the inner fence, walking lazy, rifles slung low, no care in their step.I looked at Tony and jerked my chin towa
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MARCOThe safehouse stank of sweat and gun oil. It had been a day now. One long, heavy day. I stood over the table, arms braced against the wood, staring down at the maps, the grainy photos, the scribbled notes we had piled together. Every street, every guard rotation, every weak spot Marcel thought he hid. It was all laid out in front of me like a body waiting for burial.The guys were scattered around the room, geared up. Tony sat sharpening a knife that didn’t need sharpening. Gio leaned against the wall, checking his pistol again and again. Petrov stood by the window, looking out like he expected hell to pull up in a car. Denis was at the far end of the table, hands flat, answering the last of our questions like a man who knew his life depended on it. It did.“Alright,” I said, my voice steady even if everything inside me was screaming. “One more time.”I tapped the map with the tip of my finger. “We roll in here. Two SUVs. No fancy shit. We stay fast, clean. Denis says the east f
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ISABELLAI sat near the window with a half-full glass of wine, legs crossed, posture easy. Outside, the yard stretched quiet under soft light, the fences glowing under the dim wash of security lamps. The wind barely moved. Even the trees felt too still. It looked like peace, but it wasn’t. It was something else. Something pretending to be calm.Behind me, Marcel was laughing, his voice bouncing off the walls like this place was some damn hotel and not the cage it really was. Two of his men stood with him, drinking, cracking jokes like they didn’t have a care in the world. That’s what bothered me. They weren’t tense like they used to be. There was no edge in the air. No clipped words or extra rounds being loaded. Just pride. Stupid, loud pride.Marcel turned a bit, speaking louder now, wanting me to hear. “You know what I think?” He didn’t wait for an answer. He never does. “I think Marco’s done. Crawled into whatever hole he came out of, dragging his tail behind him. Wallowing in that
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SARAHThe cold woke me before the pain did. My body was already curled tight, but it didn’t help. The chill still found its way into my bones, into my stomach, into everything. I tried to stretch, just a little, but my back screamed and my legs cramped. My head throbbed with that dull pressure that never really left. I didn’t even open my eyes right away. I just laid there, breathing through it, waiting for the nausea to pass.I was starving. And still, the idea of food made my stomach twist. It wasn’t just the baby. It was the food they brought. Cold, bland, rough like they’d scraped it off the bottom of a pan and tossed it at me out of pity. Or worse, duty. I’d thrown it up more than once. Now I just took small bites and held it down as long as I could. My throat stayed dry. My mouth too. I’d started cutting what little food I got into pieces, counting the bites like that somehow helped. It didn’t. But it gave me something to do, something to control.I turned onto my side slowly. T
