My Mafia Lover

By Shelly Pereira

After his father's death, the Maximilian family mafia now has a new leader. Lorenzo takes over, but his rise doesn't please many people, including his brother Sandro, who believes he should have taken over as leader.

One day, Lorenzo's path crosses with a caring and hard-working journalist named Mark. Having his life saved by Lorenzo, Mark finds himself involved in a web of secrets and discoveries, and ends up developing feelings for Lorenzo.

A friendship is built, but Mark doesn't know whether to prioritize his profession above this relationship or let himself be won over by the mafioso.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Noveltoon
• Release date: Aug 12, 2024
• ISBN: 9798227919106

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My Mafia Lover

Chapter 1

💞My Mafia Lover💞

It was a very drizzly morning and several cars were arriving at the cemetery with many armed men for the funeral of a very powerful man in the city who died mysteriously.

A man in black glasses and an elegant tailored suit held one of the handles of the coffin until he reached his final destination.

Some of the people present looked at the young man and whispered about him.

The women, also wearing their long black dresses, approached him to comfort him.

The man simply looked at them and nodded, moving to stand beside his friend Willy: Why hasn't my idiot brother arrived yet? Did you tell him the time of our father's burial?

Young Willy looked around: He should be here by now, I don't know what could have happened to him.

The man sighed, already irritated by the situation: With all the problems we already have, he still does this to me. Find out where he got himself into.

Willy nodded and went to the corner and called someone, asking for information about the boss's brother.

Meanwhile, hidden behind the tree, another young man was taking pictures of everyone, and when his cell phone rang, he answered a little distressed: What happened?

And the voice: Our parents' shop was destroyed and Dad is in the hospital, you need to come back immediately, brother.

He looked around, distressed: All right, I'll be right there. Stay calm.

And as he walked, he ran into the young man who was talking to Willy and nodded to him, continuing on his way.

The man stared after him, saw the camera in his hand and pulled up his picture from his cell phone, then returned to where he was before.

Hours later, at the hospital, the doctor was talking to the young man about his father's condition, leaving him even more worried.

Mark smiled, looking at his sister who was hugging their mother: Don't worry, everything will be fine. I'll take care of everything.

The doctor looked at him: Here is the prescription for the medicine your father will need. If anything happens, you can call me, and walked away.

Mark looked at the prescription: I'll go to the pharmacy to get Dad's medicine. Mom, don't worry, the old man is very strong.

The mother smiled at him: What would we do without you, my son?

Mark kissed her forehead and left.

The young woman came over with a snack: Here you go, Mom. You need to eat something.

The mother smiled at her daughter: Ania, why did you call your brother? You know how much he works at that newspaper and barely stops at home.

Ania helped her mother into the room: If I hadn't called, you know he'd be angry with me. Besides, what else could I do, Mom?

The mother sighed, going to help her husband button his shirt: Oh, old man, when will you learn to button your shirt properly?

He smiled, hugging his wife: I guess never, my love. And where's Mark? I thought I heard his voice just now?

Ania picked up the bags: He was here, but he went to the pharmacy to get your medicine.

The father looked at his wife: How's the shop?

She helped him walk: I haven't seen it yet either, but nothing that can't be fixed, my old man, and they left.

Mark left the pharmacy and didn't even notice he was being followed and photographed. Ania pulled up beside him in the car: Hey, handsome, want a ride?

Mark grimaced at her, got in the car and handed his father's medicine to his mother.

Far away, the man from the cemetery arrived at a mansion where there was a party going on, with several women in the pool and lots of drinks around, and among them was a very drunk man, laughing loudly. When he saw the man standing in front of him, he pushed the women aside and stood up, looking at him.

The man punched him hard in the face, breaking his nose: With our father being buried today and you here having a party? What do you think you're doing, Sandro?

Sandro wiped the corner of his mouth, looking at him with a smile: What was it, Lorenzo? Missed me there? I thought that now, as the new president of everything, you wouldn't have the luxury of looking for your half-brother who was thrown to the dogs.

Lorenzo glared at him: Now that Dad is gone, your perks are over, including your parties and trips. If you want all this back, you'll have to work to earn it.

Sandro went after him quickly: You can't do this! Half of everything you have is mine too! It's not because you're in charge that you can take everything from me!

Lorenzo looked at him and gave a half-smile: As you just said, I'm in charge of everything, brother, and he ordered the party to be shut down immediately.

Lorenzo's security guards began to dismiss everyone from the party, making them leave immediately.

Sandro stared at him angrily, shoved a passing waiter into the pool and went inside the house.

Chapter 2

Hours later, Mark was in his small room looking at the photos he had taken in the cemetery, trying to figure out who the new mob boss was, but nothing was confirmed yet. He also had other evidence he had obtained from the mafia leaders.

Then his sister, Anya, entered the room, throwing herself on the bed: What are you looking at that's making you so serious, my brother?

Mark then closed his laptop, saving his work, and looked at her: How many times have I told you not to enter my room without knocking? What if I was getting out of the shower?

Anya looked at him, smiling: My dear brother, I know you very well. I know perfectly well that you would never get out of the bathroom without getting dressed because of me, so don't give me that now. Come on, Mom's calling us for dinner. She left, pulling him along.

Meanwhile, at the office, Lorenzo was sitting in the dark, swirling his drink and looking out his huge glass window when someone knocked on his door. He allowed them to enter.

Seeing everything dark, Willy asked, Are you alright, boss?

Lorenzo looked at him and turned on the lamp: Yes, I'm fine. But what did you find out about the man from the cemetery? What does he do?

Willy approached the desk, handing him a folder: It seems he's an investigative reporter and has been taking pictures for almost a year of everyone who met with your father. It seems he has a lot he can use against us. If everything he has falls into the hands of the feds, we could have serious problems, sir. We should get rid of him as soon as possible.

Lorenzo then stared at the photo for a while: We can't use him to our advantage yet. Just keep him under surveillance and find out who he's meeting with.

Willy looked at his boss: You know this could put us at serious risk of being exposed to the feds.

Lorenzo looked at him, smiling: It's not time for us to take risks without knowing who else is aware of this investigation. In the time you've been standing there, you should already be doing what I ordered, Mr. Willy.

Willy then left without another word, leaving him alone.

Lorenzo finished his drink, answered his phone, then hung up, leaving without telling Willy where he was going.

After finishing dinner, Mark left in a taxi, taking his camera with him. Upon arriving at a location with buildings under construction, he paid the taxi driver and got out of the car, looking around.

The taxi driver looked