Drug Lord Books Novels & Stories

Antler sitting in the shadows tonight replied in a dead tone. “And the biscuits? They were drugged too.” I asked quietly, staring into nothingness. “That too.” “Fuck, what have you brought this time, Xavier?” Dorian growled, slamming his hand on the table, leaning his head back as his senses blurred. “Only high quality shit for my brothers.” He smirked devilishly, exhaling the smoke of his weed in the air. Kieran and Xavier were the biggest drug dealers and in return for their illegal businesses like brothels, drug dealing, money laundering, we provided them weapons.

I left Aaron for the meantime on the part where the fountain pens are to go to the novel section. Since I saw Sophie Lark's Brutal Prince on TikTok's recommendation, people who have read this say that it has a strong female lead. I enjoy books of that genre, therefore I may be interested in reading it. I looked at the shelves. I also picked up a book and read the synopsis on the back when Aaron came to me here. "You like reading books?" he asked. I turned my eyes on him, "Uh, sometimes. If I'm interested in the plot," I answered.

Sherly listened attentively as the reporter's voice filled the vehicle, detailing the recent events in the ongoing mafia conflict. "The latest reports indicate that the long-standing rivalry between the Vile Mafia and the Rui Lin Mafia has reached a violent climax," the reporter announced gravely. Sherly looked out of the window, as she already knew its content. "In a decisive battle earlier today, the Rui Lin Mafia emerged victorious, effectively dismantling the Vile Mafia's hold on the city."

Skye asked with a soft and gentle tone as if they were friends. “Yeah, she was one kick-ass of a woman. You know, back in the day, women were less active than men, unlike today. But she was different. One of the obvious reasons was because she was the only child of the most feared Mafia Lord at that time,” Vincent answered with his head bending forward as if it was too heavy for him to lift his head up properly. “How about Brandon Ford, also known as “Don”?” Skye asked again. I moved with extreme cautiousness not to create any sound for fear of bothering their conversation as I fetched a bottled from the fridge in the minibar. I handed one to Skye, then one to Marco. We sat side by side as w

You could have shot that idiot and nothing would have happened. -You're a nasty, G- I murmured. –And on top of that, you don't help me with the book. I have to finish it the sooner the better. And I have to change the names of everyone, otherwise, everyone will know that it is an autobiography and we cannot make the existence of the mafia public.

Everyone glanced at Nikolai shocked, at how he had managed to do it. "If I find out anyone in this room has been involved in trafficking, in any corner of this continent," Nikolai spoke, his voice icy hell, "I will find you. And I will end you. Myself." He didn’t lower the gun. Instead, he leaned forward slightly, glaring at the Polish leader who had sweat dripping down his face. "We run a clean business. Even though we operate in shadows, we do not stain our hands with poison. Let that be known to everyone."

Olive commented, taking another one. It looks burnt, but it's so delicious. She mumbled, taking another bite. Bruce Chuckled. He actually made it look burnt, but it wasn't. Enjoy, I'll do another one. He said, as he took another pan to start his cooking. He laughed inward. He was a Drug Lord outside, but a chef inside the mansion. What can't this Little mouse turn him into? He wondered. *************** Okay. This is weird, I thought it was just visiting her why does it look like.. it'll turn into a crying fit. Clarice said.

Shameless! A gut feeling of irritation rose in my belly and I hissed. I saw a big black book on the top of the drawer and I opened it. What I saw in it left me mouth agape and wide-eyed. Though I didn't understand what was written in it, the few I could grasp were shocking. Massimo vends drugs too? He doesn't just use them, he sells them as well. He even owns the largest drug shipment in New York. Heard about it a dozen times. This is why they call him dangerous.

he said reflectively, not giving an answer to her question. "Sorry?" she didn't understand his train of speech. He turned to her. "I am not a philanthropist" he repeated. "I am a drug baron, a crime lord and leader of a mafia cartel" he continued. Chelsea simply looked at him. She didn't utter a word or make a gesture. "I'm involved in, behind and in charge of the most illicit of businesses in all of Miami, and Florida at large" he walked gently, taking steady steps along the borders of the rooftop.

"Birds of the same feather flocked together. That man has secrets. I will dig deeper and give the information to the club." The two men were almost done with desserts. They were talking in low tones but the audio on Beau's one-of-a-kind computer could pick out their words. They were referring to women as horses. "Asshole!" Dinara muttered. The former mafia leader needed money from the earl and as payment, he was selling one of his women. "I'm going to drain that motherfucker's bank account." The tzarina vowed. They shook hands on their deal then parted ways. Outside the restaurant, on cue, Otis and Baldy approached Jaime.