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All Chapters of Beneath the Mafia's Wings : Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

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Chapter 1: The Debt

“What did you do, Dad?”The question barely escaped her lips, each syllable heavy with disbelief and something deeper; betrayal.Amelia Rivers stood frozen in the doorway of her tiny apartment, staring at the man she had spent her whole life trying to forgive.Her father, James Rivers, looked nothing like the confident charmer she remembered from her childhood. He was a mess of trembling hands, disheveled clothes, and the faint stench of whiskey and cigarettes.“I didn’t have a choice, Amy,” he croaked, his voice breaking. “I had no other way out.”“No other way out of what?” Her voice rose, the sharp edge of her tone cutting through the humid air of the cramped space. She crossed her arms, feeling the weight of every promise he’d broken before.“What did you do this time?”James staggered into the apartment without waiting for an invitation, his shoulders sagging as he collapsed onto the nearest chair. He ran a hand over his thinning hair, avoiding her gaze. “It’s not like before. Th
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Chapter 2: The Impossible Choice

Amelia sat at the edge of her couch, staring at the black card Lucien had left on her countertop. It was unassuming, blank except for a string of embossed numbers and a name printed in sharp silver letters: Lucien Voss.It felt heavier than it should have, as though the weight of her future had somehow been pressed into its sleek design.Her father’s voice broke the silence. “Amy... please.”She turned to him sharply, the fury in her chest rising to the surface like a flame starved for oxygen.“Don’t ‘Amy’ me, Dad.” Her words cut through the tension, sharp and unrelenting.“You sat there, looked me in the eye, and let him offer me as payment. Like I’m some—some object!”James winced, his shoulders slumping further, as though her words physically struck him.“I didn’t know what else to do,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.“They would’ve killed me. I thought... I thought maybe—”“You thought what?” Amelia stood, her hands balled into fists at her sides.“That I’d just...
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Chapter 3: The Contract is Signed

Amelia stood frozen behind her door, her breath shallow, her body unwilling to move. The voice on the other side had been low, smooth, but with an edge of command that felt eerily similar to Lucien’s. Whoever this was, they weren’t here to chat.Her fingers hovered over the deadbolt, hesitating.“Who are you?” she called through the door, her voice firmer than she felt.The pause that followed stretched long enough to unnerve her.“I’m here on Mr. Voss’s behalf,” the voice said finally. Calm, composed, like they had all the time in the world.“Open the door, Miss Rivers.”Her chest tightened.“He said tomorrow morning.”“And yet, here I am,” the voice countered, unfazed.“He’s asked that you come now. It’s not up for discussion.”Her pulse quickened as a thousand thoughts collided in her mind. Had Lucien changed his mind? Or was this something else entirely?“Give me a minute,” she said, trying to buy herself some time.The figure outside didn’t respond, but she could feel the weight
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Chapter 4: A New World

Amelia’s first full day as Mrs. Voss started far earlier than she’d anticipated. The black sedan arrived at her apartment just as dawn stretched its pink fingers across the city skyline. Sleep-deprived and filled with dread, she stepped into the vehicle, her heart hammering as it whisked her away to Lucien’s estate.But nothing could have prepared her for the sheer scale of Lucien’s world.The car pulled up to the estate, and Amelia felt her breath hitch. It wasn’t a house; it was a fortress. Towering wrought-iron gates loomed ahead, flanked by stone walls that seemed to stretch forever. Beyond the gates, a long driveway snaked through immaculate gardens until it disappeared into a sprawling mansion.She swallowed hard as the gates groaned open.“This is home now,” her driver said matter-of-factly, breaking the silence.Home. The word felt foreign, even absurd, in the shadow of Lucien’s empire.The car stopped, and a sharply dressed woman approached. Her clipboard was clutched like a
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