Fated Deal With The Mafia King 2 Mga Nobela at Kwento

*********************** Adel gets angry and says “Who are you, you bastard, and what are you talking about?” Then another man comes there and points a gun towards Adel. “How dare you talk to the Mafia King like that?” As soon as they heard the name of the Mafia King, the ground slipped under everyone's feet. “Mafia King!” “Grab your money and get out of here before I blow your skull.” Adel gets scared, and he quickly stuffs her money in the bag and runs away. Now Eva‘s parents were trembling with fear in a corner. The man got up and walked towards her the gun was still in his hand, and Amelia got scared.

He started walking toward us with others trailing behind him. When they came near, my stomach dropped by his sight. Noooooo.....no...way....pls don't let him be him.....pls God..... But my little prayer was not heard by God as I could easily get the close view of him. ALPHA KING more like Royal king. I stood there like a statue watching him heading to our side. ......He has a connection with some mafia too. .........Never get caught my eyes. ............Mafiaaaa. Ohh God....save me.....i..i...What should I do......run...yes...run...

"That's what happens." Martin's breath caught in his throat. His tears fell harder, his words stumbling out. "Please, don't kill me. I'll give you anything.'' The Mafia king straightened, taking another drag from his cigarette. He exhaled slowly, then gave a small, cruel smile. "Anything?" Martin nodded desperately. "Yes... anything." The Mafia King studied him for a long moment, smoke curling from his lips. Then he chuckled softly, like Martin had just told a joke.

She was so tired that before she knew here legs gave out under her and she fell to the ground. Meanwhile at the Francesco mansion, Marco was livid because he found out his partner in crime, Giovanni had been working with the Russian mafia underboss, leaking information and was going to kill him. One of his men came to him that they had caught him when he was about to flee the country and they had tied him up in the chair at the usual spot. (The spot was were they kept traitors who were going to die, which was close to the ocean bank where no one will hear when he shot them, not that he cared)

“Marry me Giselle.” He breathes into my neck. “I can't, you belong to another Romero.” I whisper. Giselle Gilmore, a girl whose past has been turned upside down in a life of crime and violence gets involved with Romero De La Rosa, the most feared and powerful Mafia Lord and becomes too attached to his daughter Lauryn De La Rosa. When she gets a chance to reunite with the family, a long time family alliance made with another Mafia family engaging Romero De La Rosa to another woman in marriage appears and any bridge of the arrangement will lead to the biggest war ever witnessed in the underworld. Will Romero De La Rosa bend backwards to the underworld rule or will he fight for his love.

"I swear to god if you dont get your ass right here, I -" "FINE" I shouted taking a seat still quite further from him. Infuriating human. My stomach growled at the sight of the pizza and before he can say anything I took a piece for myself. Fortunately, he didn't say anything just took the remote going through N*****x. The guy doesn't even have a my list. I guess it is stupid to assume, the mafia king here watches N*****x he is bored. He probably does other things, but what? "What do you want to see?" He asks his eyes on me.

And this renowned Mafia King crawling back from me as if I’d cooties was the most hilarious thing in the world. “Are you on drugs?” He glared daggers at me. I let my face fall and scooted closer to him. He glared harder. He looked ready to murder my next three generations but I wanted to drill a little more, “Luca, is there someone else?” He scoffed, “There is,” Paused and narrowed eyes at me, “Several women.” So he’s a slayer of hearts. Good for me. “Can’t I be one of them?”

Soon, as I darted my sight to the side to avoid her fiery gaze, the sound of her footsteps filled the room and she ended up right in front of me, her head slightly tilted as she made our aching orbs meet. “Damon…” I was slightly frightened by the tenderness in her voice. My fear grew bigger when she placed her hands on my thick arms, her palms barely spanning my biceps. “The mafia owns the police. Do you think Damancio would violate the law that much without having a fragment of law enforcers backing him? At this point, it seems that you are yet to understand the kind of world you have found yourself in.” “Well…” I tried to keep my chin up. I can’t let her sense my budding uneasiness. “I did

David snapped his fingers in front of the other's face earning a sharp wince and an almost audible whimper. Shaking hands fumbled with the pocket that held the item that David wanted. With a disgruntled noise of frustration, the mafia boss smacked the other's hand out of the way and reached for the item himself. "You know, all of this could have been avoided if you had just gone about doing what I asked you to in the first place. Just like there are rewards for obedience, disobedience holds its consequences. Maybe you will think twice before deciding between the two next time." David gave the other a rough pat on the face. Blood-soaked fingers left behind a bright red mark in their wake.