End Of Mafia 2 Novels & Stories

[Congratulations. You have successfully advanced one level.] [Total Action points received today. 350] [Total Victory Points received today. 100 Points.] [Mission completion bonus: A total of 50 million dollars has been successfully transferred to your account. Plus 1 hectare of land and a motorcycle.] [Rewards can be picked up at the Strongest Mafia System Store.] [NOTE: Master has the opportunity to draw twice, to get the item of choice.] Arsenio closed the application, then put his cellphone into his coat pocket, along with a long sigh. Something was bothering his mind right now and didn't want to leave.

,he asked My heart started beating fast I don't want to Heaven knows I've found this place more than a home I've found a safe zone , away from all my troubles and problems , leaving this place means going back to my problems After I kill Mario,what's next? Abandon my territory , sell it out and go to New York and start a new life ? Will I ever be able to start a new life ? Will I ever be able to leave Mafia completely? Leave Diego? Fuck me

He gave me a smile and asked, "What did you call me now?" "That's your real name, wasn't it?" He gave me a kiss on my lips and said, "Yeah, it is." He intertwined our hands and said, "And I also love you, Louisa." The End of the Mafia gets… Ace, "Hold on!" Louisa, "What is it?" "Where's the red stone which made our fate intervene together?" Louisa whispered into Ace's ears and Ace smiled at her. With that, One Million Reais came to an end.

Today, it might not be helpful, but you never know what will happen in the future. After making sure that Miss Martin had indeed left, that her shadows could not be seen and she was out of earshot, Sierra sits back at her chair and resumes the interrupted listening. Alek was talking to an unfamiliar female voice and they were talking about business. Maybe her knowledge about Octagon Solutions was limited but she knows enough to understand that Alek is not just the kind of employee he says he is. Taking notes of deliveries and unclaimed packages? Listing down the monthly revenue on their branch? It was stupid of her to believe so.

Twenty-five is still young, is he on crack? Instead of replying, I roll my head onto the couch and shut my eyes. I can't deal with his crap right now. He's always been like this-forcing me into shit I don't want to do. "Life is short, son, especially if you're in the mafia. You'll need heirs by thirty, at the most." He stops before speaking again, hoping this last sentence would make me want to marry some random girl. "And, it'll be a good alliance."

Max peels out, the tires screeching against the asphalt as they vanish into the dark city limits. Kris steps up beside me, his tactical vest still adjusted and ready. “What are we going to do if he doesn't make it to the clinic in time, boss?” I exhale a heavy, ragged breath, my shoulders dropping as I turn to face him. “He’ll make it,” I answer, my voice a low, grim promise. “Otherwise, we’ll officially have a full scale mafia war on our hands tonight.”

I murmur to myself. I polish off the entire bowl. I’m eating for two now, after all. Alexander Mancini POV Half of Italy belongs to the Mancini Mafia. I should be over the moon. I’m anything but. “We’re seeing staggering profits,” Leo tells me from the other side of my desk. One of his detailed spreadsheets is pulled up on his tablet. “We’ve had next to no resistance from the remaining Franco Mafia in the area. They’ve all but fled to the north of the city. The raid left them scrambled, but I don’t think now is the time to keep pushing. There’s still a heavy police presence in the area.”

Ria poked the space between my eyebrows. “Wrapping up loose ends. Enzo is still an issue but I don’t know much else that we can do about that now.” She rolled over in the bed, looking up at the tablet in my hand. “Well, my father is dead. Bernardi mafia is on fire. Even if Enzo comes back, he’ll need time to rebuild. Anastasia is going to get some new girlfriends while her whole family is drowning. The mercenary group is dead. Aleksei was avenged. I was saved. You were saved. I think that’s pretty wrapped up.”

“You really think you’ve earned that title?” “Go back and tell that pack of hyenas at the Moretti mansion to stop bothering me. Otherwise, next time, I’ll let go.” “Now, get lost.” I dropped the rope. Marco crashed onto the balcony floor and scrambled away, running so fast he left one of his shoes behind. 【Mission Complete. Control over a portion of the Volpe family’s casinos, docks, and transport routes has been transferred to your name.】 I watched Marco’s pathetic escape, a cold smile on my face.

“How’s everything going today? Did you save any lives?” “If it turns you on, then yes. Though everything I’ve done today was prescheduled, so no one was in danger. And Bobby…he’s back to his old self. Bugging nurses and begging for pain pills. What about you? Did you finish the Batmobile yet?” “You can’t rush art. But I did find a flaw in the system for another part of the project that has to pair with what I’m working on, and I’ll just say the people we’re making this for were really impressed. It was their guys who messed up.”