Todos los capítulos de Game With The Mafia King: Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

ArawnI walk into the police station with a strange feeling.Two of my men are walking in with me and this surely doesn’t help from getting weird looks thrown at us.I clear my throat as I stop in front of what seems to be a reception desk run by uniformed rookies. “I’d like to talk to Detective Ramirez.”The young man looks at me wide-eyed as he looks down at his computer. “Sure, Sir. Do you have an appointment? Is he expecting you?”I just stare at him. “No.”He gets visibly uncomfortable and eyes up at the men standing behind me. “Okay, Sir. Let me call him real quick. Please, take your seat.”“Thank you.” I step away from his desk, and we sit down on a few chairs fixated on the wall to wait for the detective.While we wait, I wonder how Nerthus must have been feeling waiting for someone to help her out as she was looking for her friend.As a man dressed in a worn-out suit turns around the corner, I get up on my feet. My men following me swiftly. “Hi, I’m Detective Ramirez. How can

ArawnMy men had spent quite a good amount of time, looking into the murder cases. But even after asking the underbosses and interrogating the people who could have witnessed something in the respective districts, they came back with nothing.Which bothered me because this has never happened.And even if I normally wouldn’t care much about the matter, and New York was surely not Disney Land, I couldn’t let it go.Not if it was so close that it seemed to come for Nerthus.After I got the profile made by the profilers, I already thought that Derek wouldn’t quite match the picture. He was a sunny boy, always known to enjoy partying with women. He didn’t seem the type who wanted to cancel and humiliate them.But I couldn’t ignore what Vito had said, so I stuck with it.Until we found him in a rehab clinic, still trying to cope with his injuries.Well, damn it. My boots hit the wooden tiles of the pedestrian overpass, generating a hollow sound as I reach the hut to meet Mattia. He is alre

Arawn She beams at me, nodding. “Of course.”“Danny is my half-brother,” I say lowly, and she gasps.“I beg your pardon?” She looks around as her voice got a little bit high-pitched. "Wasn't he your father's right hand's son?"Pushing my plate from me, I take another sip of my drink. “Yeah. I took a DNA test a few years ago. As my father and his right hand died, Annie made a strange statement. At first, I didn’t give it much thought, but after sticking with me for a few days, it started eating my brain up. So, I took him for another ice cream. I nearly felt guilty as he was so happy, but I just needed to get a sample from him.”“Oh, my God. He will lose his mind if you tell him,” she says, making me smile sadly.Scratching my chin, I click my tongue. “I thought about it. But then decided against it. His father is his idol. Losing that idea of being his son surely will have him falling apart. And he is already unstable as it is. I know that I will have to tell him, but I have to wait

NerthusEven before opening the door, I have a huge smile plastered on my face. As soon as he sees me, his eyes light up and he pulls at his suit, which must be totally uncomfortable.My cheeks are already hurting, but I can’t seem to stop smiling.“Merry Christmas,” Danny shouts, and I open my arms to welcome him with a hug. “Merry Christmas, Danny!”He hugs me tight with a happy sigh, making me giggle, “Come on in, sweetie. We are just about to finish cooking.”“You are cooking yourself?” he asks me with sparkling eyes, and I nod happily. “Is he helping you?”He gasps before picking up his pace to barge into the kitchen. “I have to see that.”I laugh as I reach them already chatting playfully.“No, please let me take a pic,” Danny pouts as Arawn keeps growling curses. “I won’t show anyone!”I can’t blame him as it is indeed an absolutely mouth-watering sight, keeping me struggling to keep my hands to myself. Even if I doubt that Danny will perceive it the same way as I do.Arawn is

Nerthus “Danny,” Arawn says as we walk back into the living room, making the boy perk up. “My turn. Come with me.”Danny jumps onto his feet, and I spread my arm towards him. He leans into me, and I caress his back as we follow Arawn into a sterile room, lined completely with white tiles. The LED light hurts my eyes as we reach Arawn, who is standing behind a showcase.“It’s not really a gift as it belongs to you anyway, but…” Arawn turns around to take a metal box out of the armoured wall and proceeds to put it down carefully on the glass surface of the showcase. “Go ahead and open it.”Danny takes the small key out of his hand hesitantly and opens the box with a feeble click. Opening the lid, we both peak into the box while Arawn grins proudly. “It belonged to your father. I had it cleaned up, and I also had them engrave a dedication.”Lifting the gun out of the box, Danny seems to be totally overwhelmed by his feelings as he turns it slowly in his hands.“Here,” Arawn points at th