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I had a glass of cold water right away after that. "Lemon?" Ralph asked, Tasha's blockmate. I shook my head to a no. "Salt?" asked Jenny, also Tasha's blockmate. I once more shook my head. "You're really pretty good at drinking! No need for sissy goods," Gino commented with a laugh. I just laughed and sat next to Tasha. Morris also sat next to me. Ralph handed Morris a shot too, but the latter declined. He's the designated driver. His system mustn't have had any liquor spirit.

Said his name was Rome. Didn’t let him in. But you might want to call him back. —V Meekey froze. Rome? He was one of the old crew. Back when things were dirtier, faster. He’d vanished not long after she was arrested—rumors said he either skipped town or flipped. Now he was back? And looking for her? She felt the hairs rise on the back of her neck. Drew was watching. And now, so were the ghosts. Meekey exhaled slowly and poured herself a glass of water. Her hands were steady. She wasn’t the same girl who went down fourteen years ago. And whatever was coming—she’d meet it standing.

Victorious warriors win first and then go to war, while defeated warriors go to war first and then seek to win. -Sun Tzu * * * MATEO So today something big will happen. By big I mean war. War full of blood and dead bodies. The Red mafia crossed us and today is the day to show them what we are capable of and what we do to those who cross us. They killed a lot of my men in Europe, and not only that, they also killed the family of someone I know.

Jânio was beating around the bush and would soon say that he would abandon ship if Túlio continued to be in crisis. "We both know the kid is screwed and broken, he's done for, and it's only a matter of time until something big falls apart," Paco said. He knew this too well. He was the one who introduced Tulio to the gang, back when the boy had fire in his eyes and didn't hesitate. Jânio, on the other hand, had never been involved in serious relationships, using men and women as he pleased without ever getting emotionally involved. He took care of his gang and had a firm grip on things. Of course, he also heard about the unnecessary killings that the gangster Cannibal committed. Paco wasn't s

This story I believe is one of my finest piece and so far has been a journey to me. Writing a mafia's story is an adventure itself. It can be thrilling, heart warming, interesting and full of characters. I will continue giving updates on Elizabeth's journey and I want you to follow up on her journey with the mafia's leader Leonardo. And for the characters you have been waiting to see. Elizabeth is a bold, clever lady who knows exactly what to do in every situation and she is also a soft hearted woman who needs to be protected.

Eunice “The leader of Glyph has been trying to contact me,” Mitch said as we all huddled in the headquarters. The three of us waited and listened to what our leader was about to say but I guess all of us knew what Mitch was going to say. “They want a collaboration.” Glyph is the second most powerful male gang. Next to Ventrex. I heard that Glyph lost five consecutive fights with Ventrex. As a matter of fact, no gang has ever won against Ventrex.

Gunnar mused with a pensive expression masking his rugged features. "It could be someone in competition with them," I pointed out which had Jericho and Gunnar both peering down at me with raised brows, "I've been on the force long enough to know that if a gang goes down it's generally another gang orchestrating its downfall. Maybe there's someone new coming up and they're trying to get rid of one competitor at a time." "In this case, maybe they're trying to get rid of two birds. That book might have records of the dealings between the mafioso and dad and me. Whoever this is is also probably hoping we're so distracted by this that we won't notice him trying to fuck with us."

"You shouldn't have seen that. But then you have to, I want to tell you I didn't kill him without a offense. He's been going around hurting little children, killing and abusing his family. He's a bad guy" I swallowed and used the bed spreadsheet to cover my self still not able to look at him. "It wasn't me that changed your clothes, it wasn't me" He said, just as if he was reading my mind. "You've everyone for everything" I muttered. "It's.... It's one of the advantage of being a boss. A Gangstar boss and an CEO" he said plainly. My heart almost stopped beating for a while. He is a Gangstar? And the boss!? How the hell didn't I find out earlier?. That means, a Gangstar bought me, and a Gangs

The Italian Mafia men were known for their gang tattoos, often intricate and symbolic. And since they already had hold of the server, Hades knew he’d rather die than snitch on those who sent him. Hades just needed to find out what Gregory and the Italian Mafia had cooking. Claudine reached up to her head, her hand trembling so badly she could barely unpin the small fascinator. She fumbled with her earrings.

Each step I took felt heavier under their scrutiny. “She’s stunning,” someone murmured. “Who is she?” another voice asked, laced with suspicion. Ivan’s grip tightened as he leaned in close, his breath warm against my ear. “Keep your head up, Lilah. Show them you’re not afraid.” I wasn’t sure if it was a command or reassurance, but I obeyed. My chin lifted, and I forced my legs to steady as we moved deeper into the crowd. Ivan greeted powerful men whose names I recognized only from whispered rumors. They were kings of their criminal empires, exuding an air of danger that was both alluring and terrifying. Among them was Nicolas Ricci, the Italian mafia boss, his sharp features and cold smirk m