Too Late For The Mafia's Boss Love — Novel

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In a world where loyalty is a weapon and betrayal is the currency, Victoria Levy finds herself at a crossroads. After a brutal attack from the Russo Mafia, she's left not only physically scarred but emotionally shattered, grappling with the loss of a child she never knew she was carrying. Christopher Wilson, her boyfriend of eight years and the feared boss of the Wilson Mafia family, remains oblivious to her pain, lost in his own twisted web of power and desire.

As Victoria navigates the treacherous waters of their fractured relationship, she discovers that the real threat isn't just the rival gang lurking in the shadows but the growing bond between Christopher and his secretary, Scarlett. With every stolen glance and whispered promise, Victoria feels herself slipping further away from the man she once adored. Can she reclaim her life and take control of her destiny, or will she remain a pawn in Christopher’s dangerous game?

With secrets lurking around every corner and tensions rising, Victoria must decide—how far is she willing to go to protect herself and those she loves? In a world that thrives on loyalty and treachery, will love prove strong enough to overcome the darkness?

Too Late For The Mafia's Boss LoveChapter 1 Lost The Child

"I'll do as you say. I'll come back to take over the company, but you can't interfere with any of my decisions."

"Fine. As long as you come back, the company is yours to run," replied the person on the other end of the call.

My hand trembled as I ended the call. At that moment, my eyes stopped at the black stockings which I found at the bedside of my bedroom.

It was a mocking reminder of the chemistry my boyfriend of eight years, Christopher Wilson, had with his secretary, Scarlett Anderson.

I took a deep breath and reluctantly turned my orbs towards the gauze wrapped around my arm. I could see blood, it was slightly seeping through it.

Meanwhile, the events of the afternoon played on a loop in my mind. I was walking through the alley near the market.

A black SUV halted in front of me. Before I could comprehend the situation, a few men carrying a gun came out.

Their cold eyes and matching tattoos told me they belonged to the Russo Mafia Group, one of Christopher’s fiercest rivals.