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Death To The Mafia

Ricky Tomachino was drawn into the gangster life from a young age. He did favors for some of the big guys, no questions asked. He just wanted to be excepted into the Mafia's family. His dad was from Sicily, but his mother was French. Because of that fact, they would never let his family fully join the Mafia family. His dad worked as a driver for Pete Angelio, the Head of the Angelio Crime Family. He died in a hit and Ricky's life started spinning out of control. By the age of twelve he was in and out of juvie, that's until he found out why his dad was shot. Accepted members of the Angelio Crime Family, broke the code and organized a hit on another member without The Council's approval, and blamed Ricky's dad for it. Now Ricky Tomachino has to do the impossible. Get into The Family and be accepted, while taking out The Family from the inside out. But he unexpectedly falls in love with the daughter of Pete Angelio. Will Ricky Tomachino still try to kill them one by one or will Isabella Angelio turn his life upside down? The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons...living or dead is purely coincidental.

MrXwriter · Urban
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133 Chs

Get Us Out Of Here

Here is what happened last time on Death to the Mafia

The woman starts to have sex with Bill as part of the dirt I am gathering on him. We have to finish up quickly as Luigi is in custody, and the interrogator is on his way to help interrogate him. I start to make arrangements for the transport of the governor and his guards. I pay the two ladies for their work. Dmitriy finds some clothes for Bill, and I put Bill and his guards to sleep so that we can transport them.

Dmitriy asks me a second time about his payment as he asks me;

"So, regarding my payment?"

I give him a friendly smile while putting my hand on his shoulder and tell him;

"Don't you worry. I will pay you for what you did here. But for now, you need to excuse me. I need to get out of here with these three assholes and back to their room at the hotel."

He nods at my answer as he says;