101 Dalmatian Street Delgado Novels & Stories

The tension in the room was a living, breathing thing. Camilla stood just behind him. She wasn’t the scared woman she had been when this all began. Power radiated from her like a second skin. She wore black—elegant, lethal—and the pistol at her side was more than just symbolic now. She was ready to fight, to bleed if she had to. For Riccardo. For the empire they had rebuilt from ruin. “Delgado’s dogs are moving,” Marco reported, stepping forward and sliding a tablet onto the steel table. “We intercepted chatter an hour ago. They’re planning a final strike.”

Maybe in my dreams. “Kind? Alejandro is kind?” I questioned in disgust as I nearly barfed out my guts. “Please talk about something true. This isn’t a two truths, one lie game” A light smile plastered on his face. “He is also very strict when it comes to rules” he said and I listened attentively. “He is a mafia Don as you already know and the leader of the Delgado clan, the number one powerful clan in Sicily. He has been the leader ever since his father died when he was sixteen” he added.

It crazily gnawed on the things inside the bag. Yasmine opened her eyes wide and watched as a round object rolled onto the lawn. Looking towards the lights, it was a disheveled head. Yasmine was trembling all over. Suddenly, her stomach churned, and she turned around, running into the bathroom and leaning over the toilet to vomit. That was Gilberto, the man in the basement cage, and he was actually eaten by a Tibetan Mastiff. The butler would not have had the authority to execute Gilberto, this was ordered by Derrick.

"But does the name, Diavolo, ring any bell?" "Diavolo... Diavolo... Diavolo..." I mumbled under my breath. The name sounded familiar but I couldn't place— oh sh*t! 'Diavolo!' I gasped, and my stomach dropped. 'Devil of Sinclair City! Don of Tenebre!' 'No... It couldn't be...' I took a step back, my wide eyes staring at the man standing before me. It had to be a lie. I couldn't be face-to-face with one of the deadliest men in the entire country! The Lord of Sinclair's underworld!

Delilah will never know what mistake she made in a past life, since she is now sleeping in the same bed as the famous boss of the Italian mafia group Daga Nero. She has to lie down next to the owner of Superhart Tech, James Harristian or James Belgenza. James and Delilah both looked up at the sky. Delilah feared that she would be abused. Delilah's hands were freezing. The blood seemed to stop going to her head. It makes Delilah unable to think.

He walked into the living room and dialed a number in his phone, when the call connected, he said, “you order is ready, where is the pickup?” “Wow, that is indeed great, I heard the news this morning. Drago is really vexed and is ready to do anything to get his daughter back,” the man replied. “I care not, just tell me where I will make the delivery and collect the rest of my money,” he ordered. “Fine, listen El Diablo, there is a small issue, I didn’t know you would deliver it on the sixth day so I’m not in the country, hold on to the package, you can deliver it to me tomorrow, I will send you the location.”

asked Charlotte when she saw him looking at the fast food . " No.......Nothing ! " said Diego still looking at the shop . ' It looks so simple ! So different from all those fancy places I have visited . There's not even a waiter that parks your car nor a red carpet . This must be one of those cheap food shops for commoners . ' thought Diego . ' What's wrong with him ?! ' thought Charlotte who found him weird . " We better enter . It's so cold out here ! " said Charlotte and entered inside the shop and Diego followed her .

Lambo ran to her, and she nodded once "Carry on with the plan, I'm off" She left the lab too, and Lambo's eyes were fixed on her bloody back till she went out of sight. "Shall we start?" Delilah said, and they all gathered around the table. "Our next target is a weapon dealer, he goes by the name Sancho Ramos" Lambo said, waiting for reactions. "I've never heard of his name" Sylvester said. "Me too" Jaemin added.

A few of my men quickly dismount the barrels and carry them to the scale. One of them yells over to us, “Yo Boss your not gunna like this…” “Calvin is fucking with you, this is only 50lbs!” I glare at Tomas, who starts waving his hands in surrender. “Did you know about this?” I demanded. “No sir, of course not, I just handle deliveries…” Tomas explains. “Get out of my face before I blow your brains out” I cursed at Tomas. He runs off like a coward towards the yacht. Storming away I hop in the suv. Whipping out my phone I call Calvin, leader of the Island Cartel.

He replied. “Delilah?!.” They all turned around to a man in a brown suit. He walked quickly towards where she laid lifelessly, his face was squeezed into a frown. His eyes fell on Hwan. He snarled and then asked. “What happened to her?!.” “She jumped off the top floor!!.” He replied to Bruno’s question. “Don’t believe you!!.” Bruno said he got on his knees and placed Delilah’s head on his legs. Anger ran through him at the sight of her pale looking skin but what caught his attention was the warmth of the back of her neck, though her face, legs and arms were all cold and lifeless.