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Mafia Princess: Raised by Wolves

#volume1:completed Lily Evan, a mafia princess. Beautiful. Happy. Carefree. Until the Moonshadow werewolf pack's attack, wiping out her entire family and crumbling The Evans' mafia empire. Left alive amidst the massacre, she thought she was fortunate. But she stumbled into a darker hell. She was held captive. Humiliated. Treated as the Alpha's Pet. Until Alpha Xander showed a romantic interest in her, Lily finally found a chance for freedom. Or perhaps, something even better... A chance for revenge. Volume 2: Xander successfully reclaimed Lily without significant resistance from Arion. Lily then discreetly relocated to a remote location unknown to Arion. Unbeknownst to Arion, Xander discovered Lily was carrying Arion’s son. Despite this knowledge, Xander was determined to keep this fact hidden from everyone. [[The cover is my personal property]] #mafia #action #politics #undergroundworld #urban #secretbaby —— [Angsty Content!!! Please read the warning in the beginning of every chapter!] disclaimer: - 18+ above, please be wise - Previous story: Undressed by the Half-beast Prince - slow burn love story - explicit content will be cautioned at the begginingbof chapter - the cover is commissioned ~~~~~~~ other works: - Undressed by The Half-beast Prince (kingdom, romance, dragon) - Wolfdale: Blood of The Moon (werewolf, mystery, vampire) - The Man of My Bitterest Mistake (Historical, second chance love)

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Should I be impressed or wary?

Lily wasted no time and swiftly followed Carlo, leaving the curious bartender behind. The bartender's gaze lingered on her momentarily, a hint of intrigue in her eyes.

Yet, as the moments passed, she refocused her attention on her other patrons, attending to the half-empty glass that Lily had left behind, showing no further concern for the young woman's departure.

As Carlo guided Lily further inside, they navigated through a narrow corridor, eventually arriving at a bustling room that seemed to exude a more private atmosphere. The dim lighting cast shadows across the space, lending an air of secrecy to the activities within. Around a dozen individuals sat huddled together, engrossed in intense card games, their hushed conversations and occasional chuckles filling the air.

The room was adorned with vintage, mahogany furniture, complemented by deep maroon curtains that draped elegantly over the windows, partially obscuring the view outside.