Capitano X Mavuika Novels & Stories

"You." At once, Marcus crumbled, falling to his knees, groveling like a pathetic worm. "Mr. Moretti," he pleaded, his tone desperate. "Please, I don’t have the money, but I brought you something worth more than cash.” He gestured quickly toward me, his hands trembling. “My sister, Elena… she’s yours. You can use her however you want. She can work for you, or… or keep you company. Whatever you want her to do, she’ll do it.”

He watched me for a long moment, those icy blue eyes studying my face like he was trying to figure me out. The silence stretched until it felt uncomfortable. Noah had stepped back into the kitchen, pretending he wasn’t listening, but I knew he could hear everything. “Alright,” Cole said finally. “There’s something I want you to look into. I have a feeling Damien Holt, that captain from Ridgeview, has a secret relationship with Marcus Vale.” I frowned. “Who’s Marcus Vale?”

I zoned out for a bit until he appeared in front of me again. He reached out to touch me again and my senses kicked back in. I moved back. “W-who are you?” “My name is Enzo Garcia” “Why am I here? Is it because I slapped you? I'm sorry, I'm so sorry please just let me go back home… please.” “You're here because your father owes me a lot of money. You belong to me now and this is your new home. Get used to it” Before I could part my lips to speak again, a maid came in and handed something over to Enzo. The next minute, he held an ice pack in his hand and pressed it against my bruised cheek.

Athena hissed, sending a glare my way. ◇◇◇◇ Translation "dove boss mafioso. - where to mafia boss la villa della Violenta - the Violenta mansion "Mio figlio my son. ovviamente non zucca - of course not pumpkin

Although my heart’s rapid beating was down a notch or two after the immediate effects of the jump a plan of action refused to come. The white suit’s fibres were luminescent in the dimness, something I became increasingly aware of as I caught the attention of leaving worshipers. Carver had warned the residue left from the Sending Dish would cling to it. It was still a better alternative to arriving naked. As well as the oddly glowing suit I wore the pair of lightweight slip-on shoes. There was a roll of fifty-pound notes stuffed in the suit’s right pocket. All of this had been Peter DNA’d. Carver had joked that a charge of counterfeiting would have no justification in a counterfeit world. Ver

he asked, getting up and stepping forward to stand in front of the small TV. “That’s his father. Van Di Corvo. He rules over my father and all the other cartels. He’s the Capo dei Capi,” I explained, walking up behind him and placing a hand on his back as he continued to stare at the screen. “A capo is-” I began to explain, but he finished for me, saying, Boss of bosses. I didn’t think he would know that since he didn’t know many things. “Are you okay, my love?” I asked gently, noticing the shift in his expression, and he nodded. “I’m fine. I just have this weird feeling… like I know them.”

Sandra: Oh! You're a marine! That's so manly. But isn't it dangerous? Victor: Not really. It’s more paperwork than anything else. We’re on the sea most of the time, avoiding enemy waters, so it’s pretty chill. Sandra: That made you ten times more attractive to me. It’s funny, but I feel like you hold an important position, too. Victor: Yeah. I’m the captain. Sandra: That makes so much sense. You looked like you were the boss of something in your pictures. Are you a good captain, though? Take good care of your men?

He looked at me like he's sipping my soul out. "Lastly, me. Fauve Maverick Arc, the Captain." he said with full of power. We looked at each other intensely. I noticed that his eye color is so unique. Parang magkahalong color green at gray. Hindi ko na pinatagal ang pagtitinginan namin dahil baka matunaw ako. After dinner, mag pepresenta na sana akong tumulong para maghugas ng pinggan pero hindi nila ako pinayagan bagamat isa daw akong bisita dito.

Xavier explains, fixing his shirt. “Very well. These 1,000 white-coat warriors will be under the command of Captain Snow. Starting tomorrow, you can commence training!” I didn’t have time to say anything before I heard it. Bianca shouted angrily, “Captain Snow? Do you mean Katrina? No way is she a captain!” She just doesn’t know when to keep her mouth shut. She dared to question Lucius. “Yes. She is a captain and you will give her the respect she deserves. Are we clear?” He asked her, as she scoffed.

Where did all your confidence go now, Marco? "Boys, bring in my baby and strap him in". As I finish speaking, Marco's eyes widen in terror, and he tries to struggle against the restraints again. However, his body is weak and battered, and he can barely muster the strength to move. The guards move swiftly to comply with my orders, and soon they return with her, my beautiful baby. She is called "Kop'yo iskupen'ya" and otherwise known as "The Spear of Atonement". The instrument look like a chair with restraints, but the most beautiful qualities are the drills. There are two drills for both knees, two at the chest and one for the stomach.