Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Property

me after what happened between us last night and the situation we presently found ourse

it and he wasn't

changed between the both of you?" Maya aske

again but a glare from Don Ale

seeing the embarrassment on Maya's face was, a small part of

he hadn't uttered a word yet. I wondered if he regretted picking Migue

tricted area that belonged to Don Alessandro. And that stupid act

ahead with it anyway and it was left to my father and

Don Alessandro's territory

myself burning under his intense gaze but

ht together would come rushing in and I would lose cont

Alessandro." My father b

tore." Don Alessandro finally tore his eye

e happened. Naturally, if it were anyone else

ch as I did. We had no leverage in Don Alessa

bring a few guards with us

small and insignificant, it was

a contingency plan drawn up if it comes down to

nything for you to make that happen. What do you want in

. Don Alessandro wasn't going to let Miguel leave wi

ed into the briefcase placed in front of her and pulled out a

y mafia." Don Alessandro began as he slid the document across the table towards my father. "

that raked in profits daily. It was one of the first cartel rings

ean. Much to my mother's dismay, my father ran an illegal gambling business from the back of his small

ent straight to the nearest re

ing his cartel and he called it the Alessia Cartel ring

rtels you can pick from,

his decision and we want the Alessia cartel r

rly re-" I began but I couldn't finish

" My father said,

make any grave mistake, father. Alessia wa

gotten into trouble and I was certain

le as a moth was to

have more cartels under my belt and I can always get more if I desire. But, I onl

ith my father when he had made up his mind and I had nothing else to say.

mean to everyone around you. It's only going to get worse from here and I'll be her

ds my father who had a pen in his hand, read

delight in his eyes. I recognized that look and I knew he wasn't rem

ared at the white wall next to me, holding my breath and waiting

ng those documents for a minute,

m with confusion plas

sandro?" My father asked, mai

oceed and there's no better time to do it than now." Don Al

d in mind but I was drea