Oh My Mafia!

Oh My Mafia!

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing12h 9m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Sep 24, 2026
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Fiction
Romance
Dark Romance
Mafia
Bad Boy
He controls an empire. She's the one thing he can't. Sadie Walker has always considered herself perfectly ordinary. Ordinary family. Ordinary life. Ordinary face. The twelve languages? Those are Elizabeth's fault. And Sadie doesn't like talking about Elizabeth. Her perfectly average existence comes to an end when she overhears a conversation she was never supposed to understand-and makes the spectacularly bad decision to interfere. Enter Alessandro Vittorio De Luca. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. A man who controls a criminal empire with little patience for complications, disobedience, or nonsense. Unfortunately for him, Sadie Walker specializes in all three. She knows too much to be released and proves far too useful to eliminate. Keeping her close is supposed to be a matter of necessity. Until necessity becomes obsession. And Alessandro, a man accustomed to owning everything within his reach, discovers one infuriating truth: Sadie Walker cannot be controlled. Elizabeth, on the other hand? Well. She probably should've kept her mouth shut.
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He left without a goodbye. calls. No birthdays. No explanations. Years later... he came back. But by then, everything had changed. My mother had moved on. There was someone else in the house-someone who stayed, someone who tried. And me? I didn't know who I was supposed to be anymore. The daughter he abandoned... or the girl learning to trust someone new. Because the truth is when a father leaves, he doesn't just disappear. He leaves a space behind. And sometimes... someone else tries to fill it. didn't disappear. He called sometimes. Checked in. Asked how I was. Just enough to remind me he was still there... but never enough to actually feel like a father. And while he stayed somewhere in between- not gone, not present- my mother moved on. Now there's someone new in our lives. Someone who shows up. Someone who stays. And I don't know what hurts more... the father who was never really there, or the fact that someone else is trying to be.

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