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Bad Bishop: A Dark Mafia Romance (Society of Villains Book 1)
Bad Bishop: A Dark Mafia Romance (Society of Villains Book 1)
From New York Times bestselling author L.J. Shen comes a dark age-gap mafia romance.
He’s Deathless.
She’s trying to find a reason to live.
Lila
My innocence was ripped from me one fateful night under the starless sky.
Resulting in an unwanted teenage pregnancy and a secret the Camorra must bury.
My father decided to hand me off to the highest bidder.
The lucky winner? Tiernan Callaghan, psychopath extraordinaire.
The Irish mafia prince wants me for all the wrong reasons.
Alliance. Money. Prestige. War.
I am but a pawn in his twisted game.
The man who sits on a throne of his enemies’ skulls thinks I’m a weakling.
Little does he know, in this chess game, the underdog wins.
Because the thing about bad bishops?
They protect good pawns.
Bad Bishop is a dark and twisted romance. Please read trigger warnings before reading.
term: BAD BISHOP
In chess, a bad bishop is a bishop that is blocked by its own pawns, making its scope and the number of squares it can control very limited.
A bad bishop is considered irredeemable.
AUTHOR’S NOTE
This work of fiction includes portions of American Sign Language. Though I tried to remain as true to the language as possible, I took some artistic liberties.
This book is filled with gory descriptions and violent deaths. It is unapologetically dark. If you find morally gray characters hard to stomach, please know that no number of Tums will be able to help you digest this book.
AFTERWORD
Don Machiavelli “Vello” Ferrante was dying.
It was the worst-kept secret in the Mafia.
His diagnosis was a mystery, his decline rapid; death scratched its pointy claws on his door.
Penetrated the paper-thin, yellowing leather of his skin.
Drip-drip-dripped from his dim, dry eyes.
It was pathetic—unacceptable, even—that he reeked of it.
The stench of dysfunctional liver and kidneys exuding from his shriveling body.
The putrid breath.
The unraveling of his mortal existence.
Vello hated games, with the exception of chess.
He was a master chess player.
Chess was good. Smart. Strategic.
Chess was war.
You conquered and divided. Captured and ruined.
Most importantly, chess was fair.
All of it wouldn’t have mattered, if Don Vello wasn’t important.
As it happened, he was the big boss. The ruler of New York.
Being the head of the Ferrante Camorra clan meant he was free to choose whoever he saw the most fit to be his successor.
There was Luca, his oldest son and natural heir. Part aristocrat, part horseman. Calculated and quiet. Smooth and cold as marble.
And Enzo, his youngest son. With the warm, whiskey eyes and pliant nature. Far too handsome than any man had the right to be. The charmer. The persuader.
Now there was his son-in-law, too, thanks to Lila’s marriage. Though he seemed too unhinged to reign over anything that wasn’t hell.
And then there was his favorite. His secret son. His golden boy. Essere il Beniamino.
Not a high-born Ferrante, but capable nonetheless.
He’d come into play. But not now. Not yet.
He had a rook and a knight, a bishop and a king. A few pawns, and a queen.
Vello stared at the Battle of Waterloo chess set in his office, stroking his chin with the little energy he had left.
He could live like this for months. Maybe even years. But he knew when he wanted to die, and how. All he needed was to appoint his successor.
One of them was going to take his place. To lay claim to his blood-soaked territory.
From the entire East Coast to Naples, Italy.
Become the don of the Camorra. The indisputable ruler of the underworld.
But who?
Luca
Achilles
Enzo
Tiernan
Essere il beniamino
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