A Moba Mga Nobela at Kwento

Copyright ©️ 2021 by Mylovelyreaders All rights reserved. ⚠️DARK ROMANCE⚠️ Hey guys, thanks for giving so much love and support for my book Psycho Mafia season 1. So my lovelies, I welcome you all to the second season of Psycho Mafia 2. Just like the first season, this book is full of drama, action, romance and thriller. This story is entirely my imagination and the characters are fictious. Any resemblance from the resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locals is entirely coincidental.

I had gone too long without hearing my last name. He sighs. "Stay out of my work Mrs. Schulz, and forget what happened in your room as I already forgot." He walks out fuming. ********** The world's most dangerous mobsters are at the mob queen's funeral, Sabrina holding my hand as we stand beside his mother's coffin. We are on the verge of resigning to stop the Italians from taking advantage of the German state. Erick says something into his radio transmitter. My legs are burning from being on my feet for so long. The priest who has been forced to attend spills a bit of holy water on the drawer where that witch woman is.

I want her alive," Moby stated with utter confidence, turning his back on the scene to walk toward the bar and refill his wine glass, leaving his bodyguards to handle her. He had barely issued his order when his men swiftly charged at Aria, swinging punches in a concerted effort to subdue her instantly. In less than a minute, heavy thuds echoed across the floor. Moby wasn't bothered in the least to check. He was certain his bodyguards had already captured her. And when he finally turned around with a triumphant look on his face, the sight that greeted him brought him up short.

When Moby's parents return from some fancy lunch in Mt. Pleasant, he fills them in on the events of the day. His mom seems disappointed they won't be doing the stent but instead of questioning it, I ignore her. She pulls me aside to apologize for her oversight the night before and had I not known Moby coerced her it might have felt genuine. Nate on the other hand, his apology feels heartfelt.

After a few days of rest in the hospital, I recovered considerably and was able to speak again. Lilian's gang was one of the criminal groups that the Teravon government was actively cracking down on. Although the hospital was in a remote area, she didn't dare linger, and soon she brought me back to their base. … That day, Lilian came to see me while holding Wesley's body, which had already begun to decay. She tried desperately to show how much she cared about Wesley, hoping it would earn my forgiveness. But the more she acted like this, the more false and repulsive she seemed to me.

“Good. We’ll start easy.” There’s one person who doesn’t look thrilled. Her name is Mara. I think she must’ve joined after I left for the Nate Games. She’s the only other female here—tall, lean, with dark braids that swing behind her when she walks. Pretty, but cold. At first I thought I was imagining it, but it’s clear now. The way she barely answers when I speak. How she passes things to everyone else with a smile, but sets them down in front of me without meeting my eyes.

To which Roseline and Aiden nods their heads in concurrent like a team. Aaron being the mafia boss isn't used to being treated this way. Nobody dares to even think about disrespecting him and here when his parents are hell bent on humiliating him ,he gets too frustrated knowing he can't do anything ,can't deny the claims too because he did for what he's getting roasted here.

I didn’t want to risk anyone’s life in a nasty man’s game. Nastiest, because this war would have no rules. In a mafia war everything was permitted, there were no basic rules to follow. You would have to go against everything you’ve believed in to win this. No matter how low, cruel, harsh, or dirty it got. You had to do everything to win, there was no such thing as mercy in this. Anyone and everyone could be a risk to you, no matter how old, how big, or how small the person was.

I say, "It's not up for sale." "Don't talk to that man again," he grits through his teeth. "Aww, why? Is the big bad mob boss jealous?" I ask making sure that I annoy him. He says, "That's Santino Martino. My biggest rival. If you are seen talking to him, then my men will be suspicious of you." Okay. I exclaim, "Great!" We move in sync for a few more minutes. As the lights dim, I push him away.

S) Before the Enhanced M.O.A.B were exploded, I was able to teleport out of the Snow Storm City and in the middle of my most heated battle against 10 Tier 6 Monsters. But still that doesn’t mean that I was able to walk out of the battle unharmed. I am severely wounded, battered and injured all over my body, my whole body were covered in blood, cut marks and all kinds of injuries.