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Mafia Servant
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  • Reads 18,681
  • Votes 424
  • Parts 62
  • Time 20h 6m
Complete, First published Apr 11, 2020
Mature
I'm Elizabeth Vivere. Nineteen and in my prime. 

But here I am, hacking into powerful Mafia families. Literally, knocking Death's doors on a daily basis. For my most recent job, I hacked into the Mietitore family. The most powerful one in our city, the Hollow. I thought the day I saw Angelo Mietitore, was the day he send me into the arms of Death. 

Then, my parent figures died brutally. Adding on to the stress of dealing with betrayals, love and friendship, Angelo and I are thrown into a maze of lies, mysteries and danger. Lives will be lost as secrets are uncovered. Nothing is for sure, until the end. A bloodshed is brewing in the Hollow and just who will survive this? 

I damn well hope it's me, because I don't want to die, single forever.
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