Novel & Cerita Dexter Vince Masuka

Wham! The masked woman slapped the man. At once, his cloth mask was knocked off. If Alex Rockefeller was here, he would have recognized this man who was none other than Frank Accardo’s son, Heath Accardo! “Bastard, your head is filled with garbage!” The masked woman was an envoy from Gokudo Soshiki. Her real name was Maiko Chiba.

Lucian greeted, I merely nodded once, opting to stay silent. Aedion smiled at us "So, shall we talk?" He grinned. • After around 2 hours of business talk and 5 martinis, it was finally time to leave "Always a pleasure Lucian" Aedion smiled, his eyes flickering to me "And an even greater pleasure dear Vixen" He grinned That's what I was known as. The Vixen. Every good assassin needs a badass name after all. "Likewise" I smiled politely He moved in to kiss my cheek goodbye, a polite gesture that turned sour as his hands drifted awfully low

The penthouse had turned into a slaughterhouse. FBI agents in tactical vests swarmed through the shattered remains of the living room, shouting commands over the ringing in Cedric’s ears. But they weren’t here for falclone. They weren’t here for Dante. They were here for Marcus Chen.

"Oh, what's with the fancy outfit today? Are you going to see your old sugar daddy? Have him give you more money so you can fix that crappy car of yours!" I walked straight past the security booth without turning my head or slowing down. Feeling ignored, Dexter cursed angrily and stormed out of the booth after me. "Stop right there! I'm talking to you!" After taking two steps, he stopped for no clear reason. The sight of my tall figure dressed in black suddenly made him uneasy. …

She quickly stood up and ran to another room. "That's awkward." I murmured to Ace. "I second that." He replied. "Ace De Santis." He grinned at Ace as he wore his robe before lighting his cigarette. "Alexia Hale." He smirked. "What the fuck do you want?", I hissed angrily. "I'm Mason. mason Horax." He presented himself with a smile, showing his yellow teeth. "Get to point," Ace stated, "We're not here to fuck around." He continued, removing his gun from his waistband and pointed it at Mason.

"Don't come anywhere close to me" Ava took a step backward sobbing, she thought he was going to turn his back and leave, but her hope shattered when he took another step towards her. Ava had seen his profile and she had decided not to have anything to do with him. Don Drexel Mason popularly known as the snitch killer or the grim reaper, is the most dreaded Mafia Assassin in the underworld, not just in that country he was known all over the underworld in the whole continents.

Hearing my word, his smirk grows bigger. After Dexter free me from the cuff he said, "good decision my dear... now let us start from my name hmm?? My name is Tim Bren, I work for the over known mafia Mikael Lenox." I scoff knowing that he turns out to be another lackey. "You act that high and mighty and yet it turns out you're nothing but a lackey huh? "

She quickly stood up and ran to another room. "That's awkward." I murmured to Ace. "I second that." He replied. "Ace De Santis." He grinned at Ace as he wore his robe before lighting his cigarette. "Alexia Hale." He smirked. "What the fuck do you want?", I hissed angrily. "I'm Mason. mason Horax." He presented himself with a smile, showing his yellow teeth. "Get to point," Ace stated, "We're not here to fuck around." He continued, removing his gun from his waistband and pointed it at Mason.

He shook his head violently, but Lorenzo had gagged him, leaving him helpless to do anything but let out muffled groans of fear. I marched over to the sorry bastard I'd dragged in, yanking his hair with force. "Listen up, you worthless fuck," I spat, "You're gonna witness every goddamn second of this. You're about to choke on your boss's dick, and you're gonna savor every fucking moment of it." All of us wore black masks as Adriano Capone began recording the scene. Vincenzo seized the pliers from the table and ruthlessly clamped them around Santino's cock. With a single savage swing of his blade, he severed the appendage.

Killer How’s that coding going?” Dexter queries from his ear piece. “Go, go, go,” I hear Marcus from my ear piece. Dexter pulls the titanium door open and we run through making quick work of the next door, which is harder to pull open and I pull a muscle in my shoulder doing so.