Capitano X Mavuika Novels & Stories

Capo hoped that sharing his pain with the Master might bring some relief to the burden he carried within. The vehicle arrived, and the driver hopped out to open the door. Capo, holding his cane and balancing himself, stepped outside while Ramona circled the car, trying to help him. He never used to bring the guards here; he never liked to be watched when he came to meet his companion, Master. As they made their way, Master was sitting on the patio. He placed his phone on the coffee table and looked in Capo’s direction. “Ivankov,” he muttered with a warm smile, but his gaze hardened, watching over at Ramona. She was given a straightforward task to kill Margarita, and what the heck is she doin

The two exchanged glances. Mitbahl hesitated: "Could it be, Captain... cheated us out of our money?" Xavier's gaze flickered with a hint of contemplation, but before he could speak, Mitbahl screamed again. "No way! Our captain may be a bit stingy, a bit dark towards me, a bit violent at times, but overall, he's pretty good to us! He wouldn't do something this despicable!" Kirin shrugged. "Oh, really? I was thinking if you're willing, why not join us?"

Aulia nodded her head once Hisoka glanced at her, requesting her permission as well. “Great.” Hisoka intertwined his fingers together, placed his elbows on the table, and propped his chin on the intertwined fingers. “This man, next to me, is one of the Mandrill Monkeys or so-called Mandrill. His code name is Captain, coincidentally the captain of the group.” Captain shot up and slightly tilted his body forward. “The name is Captain, one of the Mandrills and also the leader. I humbly greet all of you.”

He turned back with the particular body language of someone who has been holding something and has decided this is the moment to put it down. He looked at me. He smirked. “I guessed we all need a new captain.“​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

He was a 6'3 man, built like a Greek God with sharp features, like that of a warrior, sharp blue eyes, infectious smile; though he never smile in front of these people, dirty blond hair, thick sharp brows and a very sharp jaw draped with trimmed beard that gave him such a handsome look that all the women were drooling over him. But then subtly the room shifted. Not loudly. Not obviously. But Victor felt it. That subtle shift in energy. He turned. And there he was. Lorenzo Moretti. The great Capo di Capi. The man who built empires with blood and patience. Their eyes met across the room. Tension stretched. Cold. Heavy. Unforgiving. Moretti smiled. But Victor didn’t. He'd rather empty his gun i

Instead I felt like shit, like a total failure. “It’s okay guys, you don’t need to do this” I said. “Do what?” Xyla replied, pretending like she knew nothing of what I was talking about. Just at that time, the teacher walked in and classes began, I couldn’t stop glancing over at Emory, he had his head down and barely paid attention to the class. Ofcourse no one bothered him, he was the captain of the hockey team and his grades were just enough to keep him in the team.

"Noted, Sir." I drive hurriedly into the designated spot, specially reserved for me at Domi Sotto — the upbeat, popular club owned by Jojo Wyatt, who was my best friend and also a renowned mafia don as well, ten minutes later. The parking lot is a few meters away from the main building and is only ever full on weekdays. Today, however, William's sudden visit with friends must've scared the customers away as the lot was as silent as a graveyard with Jojo's bodyguard trucks, SUV, and of course, the huge black van that undoubtedly contains Salvatore's men. I crane my head to peer more closely and count the number of men. It's just two I see through the half-tinted glass. They're watching me as

"Tie Xavier to the cross too, the two lovers deserve to die together I'm good enough to offer them that" "Copy" Capo loosened Xavier and drag him to the cross, he tied him up, "Xavier darling you don't have to worry I'll give you an indelible mark so in your next life you don't take another woman for granted, learn to stick your tiny dick in one pussy but only in your next life" "I'm sorry She..…" "Capo use the blade and cut off his dick" "No…no…no…She……" Before he could finish, Capo stripped down his pant and sliced off his massive cock

I said, took a sip of the wine, then smirked as I looked around me. Even though things were not as perfect as they should have been, It felt fucking good to succeed. It felt satisfying to have my revenge on those that had hurt me. I was Capo dei Capri, I was ruling my empire and I was going to bring about all the desired change I have ever wanted. All that was left was Blake Moreno to be my side and one day fate was going to bring him right in front of me and then he would be mine. Forever. THE END.

he replied. "So, we'll be taking my private plane and will be at our destination at exactly 1600 hours. Hop on!" he told Isabella. She was shocked to see the superior side of the Captain. He was like giving commands to his troops. "That's what you say to your co-soldiers?" she asked while giggling. "What co-soldiers? There is no such thing." he laughed at her chosen words. "Well basically yes, but I'm more stiffed and I shout most of the time when talking to them. They can't see this soft side of me. It's only for you!" Carter was very naughty. He loves teasing Isabella.