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Chapter 1
~Not All That Glitters is Gold~"Damn it, Andrès!" Emilia yelled at her husband in a fury. "What is this, Emilia? What are you getting so worked up about?" Andrès inquired, his voice tinged with confusion."Are you actually slow? Or are you just pretending to be slow? She spat, with no remorse."I am neither, but I need you to explain what this is about." Andrès requested."Oh, Sweet Lord..." Emilia became frustrated and rubbed her tempo."My friends always go shopping for nice things and take vacations with their husbands." Here I am, being mocked at every chance they get for being so broke and sticking to your sorry ass." She nagged.Andrès understood why she was fighting after hearing what she said, but he still did not get her point. She seemed to be trying to insinuate something, but she had not quite nailed it. Her nagging eventually became an echo in the room, but he still needed her to relax and understand him. He needed her to understand that not everything that glitters i
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~Joyce Mayers~ Andrès rubbed his temples, still groggy from the events of the previous day, but he pushed himself out of bed, freshened up, and pulled on a crisp shirt. He had nearly forgotten that Valeria was supposed to bring in a lawyer this morning. He ran his fingers through his hair as he made his way down the hall, feeling a strange feeling of dread and curiosity. He wondered if Valeria had found someone competent-and more importantly, someone trustworthy. "Sir, your PA is waiting for you in the office," Camilla informed him as he passed by. He gave her a quick nod, his mind already preoccupied with the possible risks. As he entered the home office, he immediately saw Valeria standing near the window, looking as poised and professional as ever. Beside her stood a woman with a confident, familiar stance-straight-backed, arms crossed loosely in front of her. Andrès froze. It was Joyce. The same lawyer who had defended him when he'd been accused of murder. A memory fla
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The Return of the Mafia Boss Chapter 21
~No Slip ups~ Andrès sat in the back of his car, staring out the window as they pulled away from the private club. His mind was racing, but he didn't let it show. The weight of everything Carlos had told him sat heavy on his chest, and as much as he wanted to clear his head, he knew he had no choice but to confront these truths. When they arrived back at his estate, he stepped out of the car and nodded at his bodyguard, Juan, who was standing by the entrance. "Juan," Andrès said, his voice steady, "I need you to find me a personal assistant. Someone competent, who can keep their mouth shut. No slip-ups." Juan raised an eyebrow but nodded immediately. "I'll take care of it, boss. You'll have someone by the end of the day." Without another word, Andrès made his way inside, heading straight to his room. The tension from the last few days had taken its toll, and he needed a moment to breathe, to let everything sink in. The room was cool and dark, offering a much-needed reprieve from
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The Return of the Mafia Boss Chapter 20
~More Questions~ By morning, Andrès woke up with a heavy head, the remnants of the previous day's turmoil still weighing on him. He lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, trying to clear his mind. But no matter how hard he tried, the memories of the conversation with Carlos kept creeping back in. His real name. His true identity. The lies. It felt like a bad dream that wouldn't go away. He dragged himself out of bed and got dressed, slipping into his usual crisp shirt and trousers. Every move felt heavy, as if his body was on autopilot while his mind wandered elsewhere. Once he was ready, Andrès made his way to the living room, the early morning light filtering through the large windows, casting soft shadows across the room. He sat down on the couch, his elbows resting on his knees, his hands clasped together as he stared into space. His plan for the day swirled around in his head-dealing with the shipment, finding a way to put David against his father-but before he could
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The Return of the Mafia Boss Chapter 19
~Andrès Hugo?~ Andrès stepped through the front door, his mind still buzzing with everything that had happened earlier. The weight of the day pressed down on him, and he could feel it in his bones. As soon as he walked in, Camilla, his maid, greeted him, her soft voice breaking the silence. "Welcome home, señor," she said gently, noticing the frustration on his face. Andrès barely managed a nod. He felt distant, like his body was in the house, but his mind was still stuck at the restaurant, replaying every word Carlos had said. "Camilla," he muttered, his voice rough and tired. "Get the butler for me." Without a word, she hurried off, and Andrès dragged himself into the living room, loosening his tie as he walked. He sank into the large leather chair near the window, the weight of everything crashing down on him at once. He stared blankly ahead, the room around him blurring as his thoughts spun uncontrollably.
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The Return of the Mafia Boss Chapter 18
~Denial~ Andrès sat frozen, the weight of the man's words crashing down on him. His father? His mind raced to catch up, but all he could do was stare at the man across the table. The noise of the restaurant faded away, leaving a strange silence between them. "My father?" Andrès finally managed to ask, his voice barely above a whisper, though anger and confusion evident in his eyes. His heart pounded as he glared at the man, searching his face for any sign of a lie. The man, calm as ever, reached into his jacket and pulled out a small envelope. With careful hands, he laid it on the table, opening it slowly as if he had all the time in the world. Inside were photos, old and worn from age. He slid them across the table toward Andrès. Andrès hesitated before picking them up, his fingers trembling slightly. His breath caught in his throat when he saw what was in them. There he was, a small baby wrapped in a blue blanket, smiling up at the camera. A younger version of the man sitting ac
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The Return of the Mafia Boss Chapter 17
~Shocking News~ By the time Andrès and Hugo returned home, the sun had long set, casting an eerie calm over the estate. The mansion stone walls reflecting the dim lights from the driveway. Andrès stepped out of the SUV, his mind still swirling with the events of the day-the hijacked shipment, the suspicions about David, and the tension that came with leading a cartel now that Elijah was gone. He needed control over his surroundings, over every single thing that could go wrong. Without wasting time, he called for all the household staff. The maids, the groundskeepers, the security team, everyone who worked under him. They gathered in the living room, a sea of anxious faces looking up at him as he stood before them, towering in both stature and authority. He looked at them, his eyes cold and serious. "From now on, no one-" he paused, letting his words sink in, "and I mean no one-is to leave the house with their key pass. You will leave your key pass at the gate every time you exit
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The Return of the Mafia Boss Chapter 16
~Cold Hate~ Andrès paced back and forth by the pool, his mind racing with fury and the need for a swift action. He had to get to the marina and figure out what happened to his shipment. His fingers drummed against his phone as he considered who to call first. Jorge was already mobilizing a team, but Andrès needed more than muscle. He needed insight-someone who could see through the shadows of this power play and point him toward the right target. He dialed Hugo's number, waiting impatiently as the phone rang. Hugo was one of the few men Andrès truly trusted in the cartel. He had been a long-time informant, a man with ears on the ground and a nose for sniffing out trouble. If anyone could help him investigate this mess, it was Hugo. After a few rings, Hugo picked up. "Boss," he greeted, his voice calm but curious. "What's going on?" "Meet me at the house in ten minutes. We're going to the marina," Andrès replied, not wasting time with pleasantries. "Alright. What's happening?" Hug
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The Return of the Mafia Boss Chapter 15
~Rival Cartel~ After the funeral, Andrès returned home and he decided to rest for a while. mostly because he was still feeling sad over Elijah's death. Andrès found himself drifting back to the poolside, where the world felt a little more distant and the water glowed under the late afternoon sun. The air was filled with the scent of flowers left behind from the service, but for Andrès, there was no rest. His mind was still buzzing, replaying the sight of the strange car at the funeral, the faces of the guests, the false condolences. Everything felt like a part of some bigger scheme, and he didn't like it. He dropped down into a chair, stretching his legs out and leaning back with a sigh. He needed to think, to process everything that had happened over the past few days-the autopsy, the funeral, the mystery car. Elijah's death had left a power vacuum, and no matter how much Andrès pretended otherwise, he knew everyone was watching, waiting to see how he would handle it. But he wasn't
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The Return of the Mafia Boss Chapter 14
~The Funeral~ Andrès drained the last of his whiskey, feeling the warmth spread through his chest. The tension of the day began to loosen its grip on him, his body slowly surrendering to the fatigue that had been building up. With the weight of the situation now resting more comfortably on his shoulders, he decided to call it a night. He set the empty glass down on the bar and walked toward his bedroom. His steps were heavy, but his mind remained sharp, always calculating. Elijah's death was the first domino to fall, setting off a chain of events that would lead to something much larger-something he would control. He knew tomorrow would be a performance, but he was ready. This was his game now. Once he reached his room, he didn't bother turning on the lights. He slipped out of his clothes, letting them fall carelessly to the floor, and crawled into the cool sheets of his bed. For a moment, as his head hit the pillow, he felt a strange feeling of peace. Perhaps it was the relief
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