Fanfiction Major Crimes 소설 & 이야기

Eva's mind wandered, her thoughts a jumbled mix of emotions and memories. She thought about how she had met Rafael, the charismatic and mysterious stranger who had swept her off her feet. She remembered the whirlwind romance, the lavish gifts, and the promises of a life together. But now, as she sat in the opulent bedroom, surrounded by the trappings of Rafael's wealth and power, she couldn't help but feel suffocated. The mafia world, with its secrets and lies, its violence and corruption, was not what she had signed up for.

"Lives with her dad. They're hard-core broke so she works lots of part-time jobs. Her mom is terminally ill. Has been like that for a few years now. We trailed her a bit more and found out the money she stole was deposited for her mom's hospital bills. Should we move in on her?" I didn’t answer. Instead, I turned to my laptop and typed in the name Movark. A file popped up on the screen. My eyes scanned the document, and suddenly, I froze. A slow, wolfish grin spread across my face as I read, followed by a low chuckle. Jet frowned, glancing at Marcus, who looked equally confused. “Boss?” Jet ventured cautiously. I leaned back in my chair, chuckling softly. The sound grew louder, echoing throu

"Eventually. When things are different." I looked at him. He said it the same way Ivan had said it the night before. When. Not if. I did not answer him. I drank my coffee and looked out the window at the city and thought about what that word was supposed to mean coming from either of them. That afternoon I went back to the library and actually read. Not the whole time. But enough that by the time Ivan came to find me at six I was past page ninety and somewhere in a chapter about the Prohibition era shift in how organised crime moved money.

Kicked against his hand playfully. “Never heard of it.” “It’s about caring more about getting someone in prison than committing the crime,” She paused. Staring blankly at the cover. “Well, it’s mostly about only finding women interesting when they’re whorish or evil.” “Maybe you should be reading something happier.” He was now sat beside her, the mattress bending to his weight, her dress crept up the backs of her thighs. “Maybe staying away from books about crime for the time being.” It was hard not to stare at her backside and wonder whether she was without any underwear or in a G-string. After all, they were talking about her father, however veiled it were.

The only woman I loved. Natasha. We were so in love. We were glued to each other, not wanting to let go, but she did. She left without a word. She left leaving a broken me to sulk. I remembered when I didn't hear from her for over a week. I was asked not to panic. Who wouldn't panic when your girlfriend is missing? Her family played dumb with me. I went to jail for their daughters disappearance. The knock distract me from my thought. I walk to the door. Pulling it open, I see Mike standing there, looking so good in a tuxedo. His hair is gelled and combed back. He has the bad guy look.

“Your first crime is that you’ve wantonly killed innocent people! To pave the path for the Crestfalls in Sumeria, you’ve killed Solomon Stormbrew, the henchmen of the Hanshu and Crestfall families, and others. “Your second crime is that you’ve purged dissidents to amass wealth! “You expelled the richest person in Sumeria, Anthony Henderson, the Crestfalls, the Millers, and Simon-Tooke, causing doubts about our country’s investment environment!” “Your third crime is your abuse of power! In Sumeria and the East River State, there have been several instances where the local police have caught you red-handed, but you forcefully suppressed them with armed forces. You’ve shown blatant disregard fo

Dmitri spat out blood in my direction, an act of disrespect. I stood up from the chair and walked closer to him, raising his chin so he could take a look at me. "Unlike your miserable father, I am the biggest Mafia Lord in the entire city. Every single one of my enemies fears me, and they all have the right to do so. I am showing you mercy by exchanging your freedom for that of your sister, you should be thankful." I let go afterward, and with one last look at him, I walked out of the room.

It’s mutually assured destruction if one should turn on the other. It was so easy to glean the information I needed to nail Senator Paul Bennett to the wall. There were numerous crimes to pick from, everything from bribing government officials, illegal business deals, and tax evasion but the most scintillating of all would be the sordid sex parties. That’s the golden ticket guaranteed to go viral and set tongues wagging. All these men knew their faces had been captured and recorded, but it didn’t matter because if one of them ratted the other out, they’d all go down in flames. It was mutually assured destruction at its finest.

The cause of cancer is called AHC and HAP, it is a disease invented by the Romero's and the mystery man, this game became dangerously interesting for Maria De La Cruz. Maria De La Cruz was not a pushover, she had not been satisfied with the first results. She decided it would be a good idea to get physical evidence of what was going on there, although she knew it would not be easy to obtain, since as expected everything was surrounded by cameras, in addition to the security guards, so she prepared the documentation and left it on a desk. That day he left work with the adrenaline of knowing that he would be back that same night.

He moves so fast I cannot even remember the faces of people I speak to. “Please,” I ask him “Slow down.” My feet ache and my muscles are sore. I have long since dropped the flowers on some random table, hoping silently they would burn and take the building and everyone in it. My fingers grasp onto a glass and I gulp down water quickly, my throat parched from flimsy small talk. The wedding will be in the papers. I can see the headline now- Two Crime Families Put Aside Differences; I knew the papers would sell quickly. Crime sold. I would know. My name had been in the papers since the day I was born thanks to my father. New York would tremble underneath me if I wanted it to. I dripped in cashm