The Mafia Lord And His Spy Lover

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tech buddy, Colton Davis. With the right amount o

ther project through the years. He and I were the golden pair, the dynamic duo of the Skyfall

on of lecture on this. All bullshit! He could’ve handed us this,” he tore the sticky note off the leather file

ould take thi

his face. “He offered this to us because everyone else refused. I can bet on it.” There was n

Capo of the Vitale Empire, which was one of the two organised crime families

ge and with the reputation he had, it was a shock that his presence on the int

person be

cle, news after news, only to come across pictures of either group of me

eld of work was normal and borderline brutal, so it was no shock. David had no other son to crown the position, so, with the threats from the Bratva, the Mexican Mafia

came from four different people: Domenico Guerra

iggest chuckhol

rand he had grown, partaking in NGOs and dev

nsettling jobs underneath their posh living. The powerful peop

h an arched brow. “I saw in a few articles that people from the Cosa N

rand. A teeny-tiny businessman like Morello can’t hold a ca

hat surrounded him were shady as fuck, st

eir whole lives. They had stepped into the limelight at the same tim

do with Adonis?” Cole aske

hing big and bad, which can affect a lot of liv

don’t und

said I’ll find ou

“Did you know his mother had an affair with an outsider,

ention of his real father, so I’m guessing David kil

ilar to the one on the table, except for its transparent cover. “Vitale may be invisible, but wit

ka

de my work far easier. There’s a bar in Carroll Gardens

n in front of the same building, but in different clothing and

Brook

ing to go back and forth from Manha

ross Adonis, then I wouldn't want him to fo

with a black surgical mask. He wore a casual white shirt over his rugged body, the long sleeves of which were folded, revealing a

I asked, with my

a, is not wearing black, and is litera

and shoved it inside his black backpack. To say I wasn't curious about this man was wrong. He wa

ing we have on h

my head, Cole laughed. “If not, I kno

he dug these details in just thirty-six

et, Brooklyn. He doesn’t spend the night there, as my sources say, and that place doe

t proves

tell you th

best

ves in another, but then at night, he uses the unfamiliar car, which is

n has fewer guards. If it belonged to Adonis, that place wo

capo, but not for a man who wishe

ore guards mean

e's size? He barely n

often of what a

." He retu

did you g

cals and tech geniuses who h

oo

st yet. Raffy’s bar is highly restricted.

veral times before asking, “The

en, one who should be far away from the crime scene. Prefer

own hair to the side of my should

had been waiting for. She was in her police uniform, her russet hair t

off the bed when you called me last night. You’re a bitch, you know that, r

How could she? She was taking her time

he whole partner confidentiality he talked about? His mouth h

ooked at me with worry. That there was

her head in disapproval. “This can

ing the big title,” I mocked, poin

ng outside th

eling struck my chest. Val was one of the four pe

ut you do.” She firmly took my hand in hers a

project, Val. I promise I’ll go

n the table. “I can’t believe you’re doing

e spoke, leaning

p. “Can you get me some information on Elias Morello a

was to glare at me. “Who are you getting involved with

his is my last mission and no mor

sighed in defeat. “Fine, it’s not like you’d stop if I disagree. You’re just going to

be car

n my voice. She knew what I feared and why.

onvincing my mother was harder th