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SHADOWS OF BETRAYAL: The Haunted Fate

In the wild world of old-school mafia survival, where the big shots ruled the roost and the government played cozy with the fallen bigwigs or the weaker links... A powerhouse mafia clan with Vixen and her crew: Isabella, Raven, and Seraphina. But here’s the twisted rub—these girls were victims of their own father, Vito Moretti's incеstuous sexual behavior, Vito Morеtti, a man who didn't give a damn about family boundaries. So, Vixen, the rebel, decides it’s payback time. She discovers this whole hidden society thriving within the mafia, and guess what? She dives right in, dead set on climbing the ranks and tearing down her own family's criminal kingdom. But dang, just when Vixen’s about to spill all her family’s darkest secrets to the world, cue the dramatic entrance of a mysterious figure from the shadows - some creepy villain Hold onto your hats, 'cause here’s the gut punch: her father’s twisted actions were all part of someone else’s sick game plan, a puppet master pulling strings in the shadows with their own perverse agenda. And bam! They drop this bombshell about having some secret weapon that could turn Vixen's world upside down. Cue the creepy smile and the ominous whisper, "Hey, remember, revenge always comes with a price." Drama, suspense, and plot twists—this tale's got 'em all!

DaoistYjFEDm · Urban
Not enough ratings
92 Chs

Deals with the Devil

Vito stormed into the opulent mansion, fury etched on his weathered face. "Who the hell do these Syndicate skanks think they are, hijackin' my goods?!" He bellowed, his gruff voice echoing off the marble floors. The attack on his smuggled contraband had been daring, even for the elusive Syndicates.

"I ain't takin' this lyin' down!" Vito declared, his thick Italian accent accentuating his rage. Those crazy dames were getting too big for their stilettos, thinking they could just saunter in and take what was his.

Guiseppe hurried over, his expensive leather shoes clicking on the tile. "Was there a mark, a sign of who done it?" he asked, his words clipped and anxious. Vito's scowl deepened, carving furrows into his brow. "Same as the ones who hit the warehouse deal. Those faceless Syndicate skanks."