Todos os capítulos de The Streets meet The Mafia: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Antonio sat there for a while thinking, he knew that logo very well; it was a logo of the mafia boss’s hotel, Lux; the hotel was one of the most prestigious ones in the city, only rich people can afford to enter there, middle-class people could not afford to spend even a night here and the likes of him could not even walk passed the entrance of the hotel. Yuri the mafia boss’s penthouse was there, and the place was a fortress with state-of-the-art security. He thought of returning the money but the problem was that he could only get as far as across the street from the entrance of the hotel. But then again, he knew what would happen to him should he return the money; he stole from a man no one dared to steal from and he knew what he was capable of. He had seen how his men killed people on the streets and have heard a lot of things about Yuri. So, either way, he was as good as dead. Then he thought of how he has been struggling on the streets for years now, he thought of the

Antonio I have been living at Lux hotel for more than a week now, I have extended my stay when the Russian’s people did not show to collect the money or kill me and I have been living my best life. Getting this money has forwarded me the opportunity to live my dream even if it is only for a short while but it is worth it. I am not proud of stealing this money but anyone who has was homeless will tell you that it is a jungle out there. The survival of the fittest and is not for the weak. The people I met when the streets first became my home lost the race and died for one reason or another. Even the man that treated me like a son when the man who made me did not even know if am alive of dead also died a few years back. I do not know what happened to him, but I know that he was sick, on the day he died though he was fine, he woke up early like he usually did when he was okay and went looking for food for us. He came back with a lot of food and

Antonio DJ and I worked till the early hours of the morning. The more he explained about the investments he was making with the money the more I understood, his banker came around three in the morning and took the money then gave us both black cards. With some of the money, we bought an accounting firm that was going bankrupt, and we invested the other in different companies. The banker left at around five in the morning; he was happy to be working with DJ again and told him a lot about how his wife spent all the money over the years. He told him she was selling the company now since she could no longer maintain it, I could see that DJ wanted it back, so I spoke to the banker aside and told him to buy the company when its value is low enough. I asked him not to tell DJ until everything was done, and the company is under his name again. We went to bed after that, and I was exhausted. A loud sound that shook the building woke us up, I jump out

Yuri The drive back to the hotel is silent, I can see Boris keep stealing glances at me through the rearview mirror. He has questions I can see but I will say nothing until he does; they frustrate me sometimes. They don’t have the balls to stand up to me or even ask questions. I get I am not an approachable man but I have killed no one for asking questions. Well, except those I don’t like. “Boss,” he calls out and I look at him. His grip on the steering wheel tightens, how ridiculous! “I just want to know if we are giving up on finding the case.” I would like to believe that my people know me better than that, especially Boris who has been working for me for years now. And yet, he still asks the most stupid questions ever! The kid must do better than this. I don’t answer Boris because that shit he asked doesn’t deserve an answer; we drive past downtown and I see the beautiful hole Michail put in the middle of downtown J City. I smirked lookin

Antonio On the drive back the girl was shaking like a leaf and I just stared out the window watching the buildings go by. One day she will understand that I had no choice, that this life does not differ from the jungle, and that, humans will always choose themselves over anything else. “You killed him.” She says with a shaky voice and I glanced at her. “So?” I asked then looked back at the window. “You killed my father!” she said this time louder, but I did not look at her, I did not need to see the state she was in to understand how she was feeling or what I did. I know, I lost my soul in the process too. “Again, I ask, so?” I asked her, I know she does not have an answer to that and I was not expecting one. I just need her to shut the hell up! “I told you I…” I cut her shot before she says something stupid that will force me to kill her too. “Shut the fuck up! Annoying bitch, what makes you think I care about your father or you?” I know tho