I continued to stare at my father, with a cold expression, not knowing what to say...
Not knowing what to do.
Knowing that the worst was yet to come.
"You know the mafia code of conduct. Live by the sword and the knife, die by the sword and the knife. Never betray the family. All of that shit," Marcello snarled. "Your father was a traitor. We should have buried him six feet under, where he belonged. But he insisted on having his life kept, insisted that he would repay his debts. Insisted that he could help us."
Marcello guffawed.
"Your father had connections. Said that he could set up a business to help us clean our money. We were in desperate need of our money cleaning faster. The businesses that we had, launderettes, strip clubs, coffee shops and casinos... They weren't cutting it. Your father wanted to build a multi-million dollar empire, and it was the best front for us to push our money through."
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Beauty and the Beast: A Dark Arranged Marriage Mafia Romance
RomanceThey say if you keep dancing with the devil you'll get burned. I'd been destined for hell my whole damn life. Living a life of sin, hurting so many people who didn't deserve to be hurt. Except she was the opposite of me. She was like an angel. Who w...
