Novel & Cerita Claimed By The Mafia Boss

Xavier said putting his hands under Aria's butt and standing up with her He started to walk when he turned around. "And for the record I'm not just a guy." he gave me a wicked smirk "I run this joint." They walked away and I felt a little lonely when I heard Aria laugh as they went down the corridor. I leaned over and looked at the people passing down below. It took me a couple of minutes for Xavier's words to register and when they did a gasp left my mouth. Wait.....He's the Boss???? XAVIER'S THE BOSS OF THE MAFIA!!!!

Realizing my position on his lap, I panicked and tried to get off him—but he didn’t let go. "Come in," he said. My eyes grew wide again. Oh no, did he really just say that? I immediately pretended to be asleep and leaned my body against him like I was dozing off. "What is it?" he asked. "Ah, Boss… did we disturb you?" "Isn’t it obvious? What do you need?" I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing. I could feel the annoyance dripping from his voice. "Riguardo alla mafia nemica. Hanno attaccato uno dei nostri uomini."

she says. "You want me along?" Jay asks as we step into the metal box. "You'd better." She's focused on the closing doors. "If Valeriya calls her father to tell him I threatened her, there might be trouble." "Who is he?" I say. Her eyes twinkle in amusement, a smile playing at the edges of her lips. "Russian mafia. Your favorite." "Think they could have taken your product?" I suggest. "Doubtful. They use my business in Russia to clean their money. But it's good to be sure." As the elevator doors open, she exits.

“You don’t want the answer.” “Don’t tell me what I want.” I poured her a glass of water and set it on the desk between us. “The Mafia isn’t a charity, Lucia. It’s a war zone dressed up in Italian suits. Women die here just like men do. Sometimes faster.” “So they were all just… collateral?” I looked her dead in the eye. “Yes.” Her lips parted, disbelief written all over her face.

" Logan DeAngelo is a feared, ruthless and notorious mafia boss who most of the time ranked first among the most popular and richest Mafia bosses in the entire world. And he was the very first when narrowed down to Italy....... " I sighed again, trying to give Maddy a hint that I didn't care about her lame mafia story. Seriously, she has got to stop doing this. "....... Owning powers over his family's companies and numerous power plants wasn't enough. He wanted more and everything he could lay his hands on. He's rumored to be known as the second coming of the devil himself because of his cruel ways of dealing with people below him...... "

“I knew you’d choose freedom. Misha doesn’t deserve you, Luna.” I clenched my jaw, forcing down the nausea. “I’m not your pawn, Chernov. Just tell me where my sister is.” His smile twisted. “Still so naive.” He stepped in, close enough to smell the rot on his breath. His men circled behind me, weapons drawn, shadows closing in. “You think this is about your sister? I’m working with the Vargas cartel to crush Misha. Your father handed Stepan over, but I was the one who sealed his fate.”

I should have left him but I walked over to the balcony and stood next to him ,hands on the railing . “I’m sorry “ I said barely above a whisper. “Don’t be , I’m the one who’s sorry” did almighty mafia bad boy king Cain Adams just apologize to me? “ I’ve been treating you like shit since you got to the Cosa Nostra “ he adds. I nod my head speechlessly , the last thing I expected was an apology from him .

TESSA His claim to me. I feared that I just made the worst decision of my life. And maybe it was. “I…I…you…ju…,” I stammered, my lips parting but the words refused to form. My mind went blank, crashing like glass under the weight of his revelation. He was the Mafia. Not just a murderer, not a man tangled in it by accident. He was the Mafia. Meaning that everything revolved round him. It made sense. How the police depicted him as a powerful man. How every news and article worshipped him. It was all clear now.

I swallowed hard, but he wasn’t done. "You think I’m just some big muscle Mafia idiot." He tilted his head, his dark eyes glinting with amusement. "Let me remind you, Ari. My father was the consigliere. I have more info on the Mafia than the Don himself. And my family have always kept it quiet. You think we would have kept it quiet if we didn’t have any brains? You think we would be the leading Mafia family in the country, in this continent, if we didn’t have any brains?"

"You're starting to be read like an open book." The cold air brushed through my palms when Yuki stole Lizzy away from me. "What's wrong?" I tried to get Lizzy back with my arms straightened, but she avoided me. Yuki had a crimson aura that emitted from her entire body while she glared at me. "You're planning to kill Lizzy next, aren't you? Both you and King Dawn are from the same organization." Her vision traveled to my forearm, where she found the mark. "I can't be mistaken—you're part of the mafia!" She was having difficulties breathing as she yelled her lungs out.