The Mafia's S*x Contract

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gh hooded eyes. The smoke from my cigar swirled in front of

ht of their own secrets and allegiances. They would die for me and do anyth

knesses in their words. I was more than very aware of the imme

nfluence and authority. The room was a testament to the wealth and influence I and my family ha

ding eyes scanning for any potential threats or dangers that could affect me. They knew their

id to me, and I smiled. They've finally caught the one man I trusted

id he d

a last night. They might be hoping to get so

ver his lips. I had given him not quite enough punishment for what he just did. We lo

orry; it was

or. He must have thought that would make

ve intel to the FBI?" I asked out of annoyance. I had always thought he'd be on

at I've done to countless traitors. Why would he choos

him feel more scared. His face was painted with his blood, and his

s I muttered, "Why

know wha

, rea

o do, but I'll make it up, bos

you, and just maybe we c

girlfriend, and I didn't know what to do. She knew my girlfriend's address

he

girlfriend's 7 months pr

m. I always waste little time on those who deliberately stab me in

and he visibly trembled, his

hanged, it'll never happen again. If I cou

. You betray me, and you die... I don't make the rules; it's always been with the syndicate. You're a pitiful substitute for a man and a coward." I told him and spat in hi

r than her father, and she wouldn't hesitate to kill. Her father was weak, and that was how I was able t

niper target at my mansion in LA. I just couldn't believe this idiot w

ng Ferrara, another of my rivals, and a

ean weakness, and I couldn't afford to be weak. His expression was one of pure t

him and pulled the trigger with a reverberating bang. He fell to his knees in shock. The bullet push

, a pool of blood forming