Blonde Guy Mob Psycho Novels & Stories

They were all tall, stocky men, attractive if you took off their dark glasses even when there was almost no natural light and everything fell into darkness and there was an indisputable smell of alpha coming from each one of them. -The only people you don't want to cross in your fucking life- Madox replied with a smile and turned to a man who was approaching them -, it's good to see you- The one called Fernando was none other than an alpha with a broad, muscular complexion and a scar that crossed his face above the eye. His short black hair was carefully combed back. Everything normal until one looked at the type of clothing that did not go unnoticed. What is this asshole doing getting invol

Neither one of them wanted to have to make that phone call, that was damn sure. Michael idly watched a beautiful blonde woman walk out of the tattoo place with an absolute monster of a man. He squinted: it looked like the man was badly scarred on his face and his hands, which only solidified Michael’s belief that this MC was, in fact, a criminal enterprise full of men that it was better to stay away from.

I hear Dangelo's voice curse, "Guys you wont believe what I found in his basement. Merda. He's in horrible condition. Restrain that man, adesso!" I reach under my dress and pull out my gun immediately and aim it at him, "Hands in the air, fucktard!" Mafalda did the same as me, only she aimed at his head, "Move and I'll blow that brain right out of that bald head of yours." His eyes widened and he tries to step back. I waste no time aiming at his kneecap and pulling the trigger. He howled out a scream. "Stuff is mouth, Miliani." my partner instructs.

his voice trailed off as he looked downwards in shame. “What did he look like?” “Nothing peculiar.Just that he had a devil tattoos and had a weird accent .Black clothings..that’s all I’ve got” “He didn’t have a fellow” “Not at all.He was alone and aware” I turned to the mobster that stood close to Fabio. “Take him and do it quietly “I instructed I turned deaf ears to Colban’s loud pleas . “We have to let papa know about this.Now we know one of our enemies and we need to act fast”

“Shit!” The older man didn’t understand his sudden change but if the Mafia scared him that much, it meant he still had the upper hand. He could use his ties with the mafia to get rid of him as well as that other man. So his face was with a devious smile as he stared at the back of the blonde. Pablo standing outside the door kept his quiet watch and when he saw the drastic change that transpired with the blonde, he quirked a brow. ‘I guess this affirms he’s really not a part of the mafia after all’ Instead, he seemed wary of them.

"You called me?" "Yes," he answered. "Is there anything I can help you with?" I asked. "No," he answered again, "what help can I ask a young man like you for?" I just smiled wryly at that. However, what he said was true. What can a musician help a mob boss? “Moe,” said Brody, “told you you were coming. I just want to chat with my nephew. Do you mind?” So, it was Brother Moe, Bacchanalia's security who told him.

The man was so indignant that he shouted, clenching his teeth in rage, "Boss! I've had enough of him! I'm going to kill him!" Moses sneered, "Just do whatever you want! I'll take care of everything!" At Moses's command, the mobsters roared and rushed toward Gustavo and his men. Shocked by the sight, Gustavo's men desperately grabbed the plastic plates and spoons as their weapons.

“I am done with you, Tall Moxie. I know you want Hugh Quad’s money, but there is a limit to how it should be done. “The bald guy is still under arrest. So what if he is Hugh Quad’s man? There is no way I am letting him, the actual criminal, go!” “You asked for this, Leafy Flight!” Exposed by Leafy Flight, Tall Moxie was livid and immediately threw a punch at him. They started fighting here in the tiny space. However, Leafy White was no match for Tall Moxie and was quickly floored. Struggling to get up, he wanted to protect Tyr but was pinned down by the guards.

"Do you care for?" I shook my head. "How about a smoke?" The other one asked. "No, I value my lungs, but thank you." I said. The smoker shrugged. "Mmph your loss." He said, sucking smoke and puffing it out. Standing up, he reached to get the drink from the blonde guy. "So, you're here about your parcel, I guess... The news of you killing people is going so viral..." The blonde said. "Yeah, only to Mafia's and outlaws." I answered, even though it wasn't a question.

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne