All Chapters of Mafia Men VI - Alessandro's Ruin: Chapter 81 - Chapter 86

Viviane ☩═✦═☩ Director Whittaker stepped up to the podium. The grand hall fell silent, she lowered her glasses and adjusted the mic. A faint smile curled her lips—not too warm, not too cold. There was a time I wanted to be her—wanted to own a room like that, to make people stop and listen before I even spoke. But now I wasn’t so sure. Because standing there, watching her, I saw it—saw what it cost. And I wasn’t sure I was willing to pay the price. “Good evening,” she began, “I want to thank each and every one of you for being here tonight. To celebrate another year of uncompromising service to this nation. To honor the tireless work, the sacrifices, and the dedication that define the Federal Bureau of Investigation.” As she spoke, the screen behind her flickered to life. The first image appeared—a classic, feel-good shot of new agents graduating from Quantico. The kind of picture that made people believe in heroes. I used to be one of them. Bright-eyed. Convinced I knew the wor

Alessandro ☩══♛══☩Love’s fucking cruel. People talk about falling in love like it’s some fairytale, like it’s soft, like it catches you but no one ever says what really happens. No one warns you that when you fall, you don’t land—you crash. You hit the ground so fucking hard it shatters you from the inside out. And you don’t even realize it at first, because there she is, looking at you like you’re everything, whispering shit that makes your head spin, pressing her lips to your skin like she owns you. And she does. For a while, that’s all there is. Her. Her laugh, her scent, the way she says your name like it belongs to her. You don’t notice the fractures, the breaks, the way you’re caving under the weight of what she makes you feel—because none of it matters. She’s there, and she makes the pain feel like it’s worth something. But then she leaves. And suddenly, you feel it. Every break, every wound, every goddamn piece of you she touched—it all starts to hurt. And you re

Alessandro ☩══♛══☩ “I want you to tell me what you want, Alessandro,” Niko said, standing over me. I exhaled sharply, dragging off my headphones and pushing away from the monitors. The screens glowed behind me. Niko stood beside me, arms crossed, but I knew that look. It was the same one he gave before making decisions that would change lives—end them, if necessary. But this wasn’t about business, wasn’t about enemies or strategy. This was about me. “I don’t want a fucking thing,” I muttered, leaning back in my chair, my fingers drumming against the desk. “Bullshit.” I scoffed, shaking my head. “You came all the way down here for this? What, to have some heart-to-heart?” I let out a humorless laugh. “Save it, Niko. I’m fine.” “You’re not fine,” he snapped, “And I know why.” My jaw ticked, “Whatever you think you know is wrong.” His eyes darkened, “I know more than you think. And I regret not seeing it sooner. I regret not paying attention to why you are the way you ar