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All Chapters of Mafia Men VI - Alessandro's Ruin: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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PREFACE

IMPORTANT If you haven’t read Mafia Men VI – Alessandro’s Games, stop right here. Seriously, close this book, go read that one, and then come back. Trust me, you’re going to need the backstory, the drama, and all the twists to fully get what’s about to happen here. This book kicks off right where Alessandro’s Games left us hanging. No time skips, no recaps. You’ll want to know who everyone is, why they act the way they do, and what’s already gone down to set the stage for what’s next. So, if you haven’t been introduced to the chaos, deception, and mind games Alessandro and Viviane wrapped up in the last book, hit pause on this one. Read it, live it, and then come back to this book and get ready for more. •───⋅☾ ☽⋅───•DISCLAIMER This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and events are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is purely coincidental and unintentio
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Prologue

Viviane☩═✦═☩The warehouse was cold, and the air was filled with the smell of salt and iron. I kept my face still, breathing evenly as I took in the scene in front of me. Pallets stacked with bricks of cocaine stretched toward the ceiling, row after row of neatly wrapped product, each one stamped with a symbol I’d come to recognize too well. It was enough to drown the streets in a storm of white powder, and the thought twisted in my gut. Tomorrow, every ounce of this would be out there, touching lives, ripping through neighborhoods like a fire set by men who didn’t give a damn about the damage.Nikolai stood at the center with arrogance he wore like a crown. He moved with such confidence, hands tucked in his pockets, an amused smile playing on his lips. To him, all of this was his empire—New York his kingdom, and its people his subjects, whether they knew it or not.Marco poured a generous amount of whiskey into his glass, raising it with a smirk. “Gentlemen, a toast,” he drawled,
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Chapter 1 - Two beautiful ladies? Easy.

Viviane☩═✦═☩I was slipping, and I knew it. It was like trying to hold onto water, and the more I fought, the faster it slid through my fingers. Alessandro was everywhere—in my thoughts, in my dreams, in the way my pulse spiked every time I heard his voice. He’d wormed his way into my mind, and I hated it. I hated how much I thought about him, how some part of me had started to crave him. How I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was losing pieces of myself, piece by piece, and he was the one holding them. Standing alone in my bathroom, steam still clinging to the walls, I pressed my hands against the sink, holding myself in the coolness of the marble. I stared at my reflection, wrapped in nothing but a towel, hair damp and sticking to my skin. My eyes looked harder, but underneath that hardness, there was a crack, one that had only started to show since I came back from the island.“Get a grip,” I said through clenched teeth, as if saying it would snap me out of this. Who was I
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Chapter 2 - Charming Uncle

Alessandro ☩══♛══☩I grabbed my phone and called my driver, “Change of plans,” I said, jaw tight. “Switch out the champagne for… I don’t know. Juice. Something kid-friendly.” “Yes, Boss, anything else?” he asked. “And make sure everything is… appropriate in the back,” I cut the call before he could respond. What the hell was I doing? My pulse kicked up, an ache right behind my temples. I was taking a little girl along on a night I’d planned for her aunt? And the plans I’d had for her aunt weren’t exactly kids-friendly. I’d planned to fuck her in the backseat of the limo, while my driver drove through the city lights. The image played out in my mind: her breathless under me, our world reduced to that dark leather seat, her only focus on me. But with this little change of plans? Guess I’d have to wait.I had made space for Viviane’s niece like it was the most natural thing in the world. Couldn’t even pretend this wasn’t my idea because it was. The kid wasn’t just some extra lugga
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Chapter 3 - Changing your tune.

Viviane ☩═✦═☩ I shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t be feeling… this. After tucking Felicity in, I lingered at her bedside, watching her breathing settle, the soft glow of the nightlight casting a shadow over the side of her face. I whispered goodnight, as I stepped quietly out of her room. And then I stopped. There, in the dull light of my living room, was Alessandro. He’d taken off his jacket, leaving him in just that white linen shirt— still slightly unbuttoned at the collar—and black slacks that fit him so perfectly. I swallowed, forcing myself to breathe. He threw a careless look my way and I forgot to breathe all over again. And in that moment, I felt stripped bare, as if he could see every flicker of doubt, every forbidden thought I’d tried to bury. He was making this harder than it should be. I’d always prided myself on my indifference toward men and their feeling, the armor I wore so effortlessly. But with him, that armor was starting to crack, and I could feel that
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Chapter 4 - Images You Should Not Masturbate To

Alessandro ☩══♛══☩ I woke before her, sunlight slipping through the curtains and casting a faint, almost angelic glow over her face. For a few quiet moments, I allowed myself to just watch her, taking in this version of Viviane—the version most people would never see. Peaceful. Still. I reached out, tracing a finger along the freckles scattered across her cheeks, those damn freckles that made her look softer than she’d ever admit. Leaning down, I pressed a slow, careful kiss to her lips. She stirred, shifting a bit before curling deeper into the covers, murmuring something softly in her sleep. I smiled, sliding out of bed, my gaze drifting to the bookshelf across the room. Curiosity got the better of me, and I walked over, half-expecting some business books, maybe a few classics. But as I scanned the titles, I let out a low laugh. Damn, Freckles. The first book I pulled out was called “Images You Should Not Masturbate To”. I snorted, flipping through a couple of pages and s
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Chapter 5 - Immorality

Viviane ☩═✦═☩ I’ve done things most people couldn’t stomach. It’s been my life, my nature, drilled into me from the start. Immorality—if that’s what they want to call it—is practically in my blood. I swear, my father saw it every time he looked at me, like it was carved into my skin, part of who I was destined to be. So whatever I’m about to do now? It shouldn’t feel any different. It should be routine, second nature, something I can walk away from without a backward glance. But here I am, stuck, this irritating hesitation gnawing at me. And I know exactly why. It’s him, lodged in my head like a thorn, and every second he’s there, it pisses me off. The need to rip him out of my thoughts burns, like I can’t breathe until he’s gone. He’s a distraction, a weakness, a barrier between me and what I want. No one has ever stood in my way and stayed there, and I’m not about to let him be the first. I need to purge him from my mind, to feel that cold, clear focus again. And if that m
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Chapter 6 - You hide, I hunt...

Ghost ☩═☠︎︎═☩ I grabbed her arm, rougher than I should have, my fingers digging in as she tried to jerk back. She had no idea how much she was messing with my head. I slipped my gloved hand into her soaked hair, yanking her head back until her neck was arched, exposed. Her breath hitched, and for a second, I wanted to rip the damn glove off, feel the heat of her skin against mine. But I didn’t. No, that would give her too much. I adjusted the voice modulator under the mask, staring down at her. She looked up at me, one wrong move, and she’d figure it all out. No, I needed her nice and compliant, bound, blindfolded, stripped of that attitude and maybe even gagged before I even thought of slipping off this mask. With one rough pull, the towel slipped from her body, falling to the floor and pooling around her feet, leaving her bare, her skin flushed under my hands. Every place I touched turned a deeper shade of red, against her pale skin. I let go of her hair, my other hand sti
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Chapter 7 - We’re done

Alessandro ☩══♛══☩ Francesca’s eyes searched mine, and the moment she realized I wasn’t going to hug her back, she pulled away, her expression shifting as hurt flashed across her face. “How long are you going to punish me?” she asked, her voice cracking, barely holding it together. I just shook my head, walked past her into the living room, and sank onto her couch, stretching out like I owned the place. “I’m not punishing you. I’m here, aren’t I?” I replied coolly, giving her that detached, unreadable look I knew drove her crazy. She followed me, standing there, still wrapped in her silk robe, “Yeah, you’re here, after I begged you for a year to come. A year, Alessandro.” I leaned back, resting one arm on the couch’s headrest, legs stretched out, “It wasn’t exactly easy to look at you after what you did.” She took a step closer, right into my space, standing between my legs, “It was a mistake, Alessandro, a huge mistake. I don’t even know what I was thinking.” My eyes loc
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Chapter 8 - Are you loyal, Viviane

Viviane ☩═✦═☩ Have you ever stood in a room and felt that every set of eyes was waiting for you to slip up, to give them some reason to tear you down? That's exactly what it felt like standing there, surrounded, with all of them staring me down. Their looks weren’t normal—they were filled with accusations and suspicions, as if they were all in on some shared vendetta against me. My gut was screaming that they didn’t just want me gone—they wanted to see me dead. Everyone in this room was the kind who played mental chess with their eyes closed. And I knew I had to be two moves ahead, outthink them before they even made their first play. I took a step back, searching Alessandro’s eyes. No—he wouldn’t just take their word for it, would he? They thought I’d stolen two damn laptops. It took everything I had not to laugh at the absurdity of it. As if I’d be careless enough to get caught over something as amateur as that. Alessandro already knew about the sensitive data I printed
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