All Chapters of Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

"As far as I can remember, I have always wanted to be a gangster." ~ RAY LIOTTAJORDAN POVThings were finally… I wouldn’t be brazen and say everything was on track to getting back to the way ey used to be. Some things were still so far from being back to normal, still so unacceptable and jarring whenever they crossed y mind. But in all honesty, things were no longer as they were the past few weeks. Ever since Mel left, and I found out about my stance in her life and that I am still a very much bigger part of her, things have been feeling a lot less heavy. And that was the best feeling of them all. It all felt like a breath of fresh air. And when I looked at Redeem, well, let’s say I was no longer consumed by the great amount of guilt that made me want to strangle myself and throw myself down the bridge of burning wires while looking at her little face. Her presence was slowly becoming a norm, and I was loving every single minute I spent being her dad. Something about the way she

"There are three ways of doing things around here: the right way, the wrong way, and the way I do it."~ ROBERT DE NIROJORDAN POV“He looks....""A little too excited" Vernero finished the sentence for me when I couldn't find the right words to describe what I was seeing in front of me. We stood side by side watching as Xander lost his shit in front of the jets that were all fueled up and ready to fly us out of the States.After our little rodent decided to take his own life instead of giving us the info we wanted, we figured it was time we faced the whole thing head-on. Truth be told, we've been way too lenient with all the shit that's been going on that we gave fuckers some ideas that they could walk all over us without facing the consequences:And now it was payback time. What happened with Damir showed us how soft we have become and now it was time we rekindled that fear inside of them. "What's exciting about Moscow?" I spun on my heel to face my in-laws, and Enzo smirked knowing

“There is no greater blessing than a family hand that lifts you from a fall; but there is no lower curse than a family hand that strikes you when you are down." ~ WES FESSLER MELODY POV The next hours crawled by at a snail's pace as I idly existed from moment to moment. The revelation alone and everything that has happened locked my mind in a trance of frigidness, and I didn't seem to understand what had happened and why the hell everything had happened.I groaned out loud, stirring in my not-so-comfortable and cramped position. My leg kicked something meaty and memories came flooding in my mind vigorously.~ FLASHBACKS~I felt the needles pricking every part of my skin as I sat down staring at Damir. And to think I used to know this man, used to trust him with everything that concerned my fathers and their legacy. Heck, I trusted Damir with my own life. Yes, I did have some different opinions about him, always questioning his way of dealing with things, and always butted heads with

"Best way to not get your heart broken is to pretend you don't have one." ~UNKNOWNJORDAN POVI budged through the doors while being tailed by four guards clad in black and dawning black glasses. One of them jumped behind me and whisked me by my arm. I spun on my heel before bashing his face with my iron fist then snarled at all of them like a wild feral beast ready to attack."If anybody of you dares to touch me again, I will chop your fucking hand and send it to your fucking wife." I glared dangerously at the four men who were exchanging looks, evidently contemplating their next move.I left them standing there high and dry and trotted into the house, only to be stopped by another set of guards.I lost it."THOMAS!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and the guards froze in their stances. "Show yourself you fuckin' coward!" I screamed again, and the men stared among themselves questionably.I mean, I get it...you do not just walk into the White House and start cursing and threatening

There are three types of people in this world: Ones you wish you had, Ones you will always have, and once you once had." ~ UNKNOWN MELODY POV ‘Following the recent collapse of St. Luke Hospital in Alexander Street, Los Angeles, the rescue teams have been dispatched to search for any survivors. It has been reported that over a hundred people were inside the building when it collapsed and only three were found beneath under the wreckage already dead. One of the three bodies found belongs to the hospital director, Leonardo Otero. In response to this calamity, the Cattanio-Alderman family with their marital ties to the president's family, donated seven million dollars, to help the victimized families and to help with the ongoing investigation as to what may have caused the building to collapse. In an interview, Mrs. Melody Cattanio-Alderman Rothschild informed that she would be building a new hospital shortly after the investigations have been completed, and shall be renamed after..."T