Hirai Mafia Novels & Stories

I had Yuri to take care of these things and a few important members of the group had been trained to spy on and track illegal activities both virtually and in reality. And one of the people I owed a visit was Sergei. Cunning snake of a human. I drove past the wrought iron gates that led to his house, deciding to visit him on my own. I didn't have to come with a troop of my men. I wanted to make this a clean job. The last time I paid a visit to this mansion, Sergei was a good business partner and I appreciated his input. Yuri had warned me a few times about doing business with Sergei, who was the Mafia Lord of Dark Hides. Doing business with a man who found every way to swindle and selfishly

A person with a helmet comes down from the motorcycle, tries to hit Maria, she steps back, and at the moment she takes a step back she cuts his arm with the scalpel of her future sister-in-law Ariana Romero, he gets upset, and she says for the last time; - Tell your damn boss that Maria De La Cruz is here, I have a Mexican guard pointing at you, if you touch me you die. They looked everywhere, they realized that it could be true, although it was not, but through a sign from the young man in the tree, they call their boss, he answers; - Alberto Zapata, it's Maria De La Cruz, I want to see you. - Come in. II Maria De La Cruz, and her crook friends, entered the cocaine jungle, as great heroes,

Iesha's Pov I knelt down with the other girls my age in front of the famous Hunter Beckham, my gaze lowered as my body trembled at the thought of who he was going to pick. Sweat dripped from my head and I felt a little bit nauseated, however, any mistake in front of him could cost me my life. Hunter Beckham was a well known Vampire Mafia. I had never seen him but I heard how horrible of a man he was. I heard he had no respect for women and would stop at nothing to destroy anyone standing against the empire handed over to him by his father.

Even with all my efforts to stop the stammering, I couldn't help it. "Who the hell did you say you killed?" Kiara yelled. painfully..It's now obvious that she heard us. I prayed she wouldn't, but no, she fucking heard everything. For the first time in my life, I felt miserable. I am regretting being a mafia king. I regret killing people for the very first time in my life. I wanted to go on my knees and plead with her, but that would never bring her family, whom I ordered to be killed in the US years ago. It was contract work. One of the very last things I did before I took over the Scorpion souls as their leader. I wasn't capable of doing the job, so I hired some men and handed them the hous

HIRAYA I entered the Palacio Underground as if nothing had happened. "Athena, everyone is already inside. The others are also starting to eat and talk. I also heard someone asking what this party is for." Eros said. "The heir of Yakezi approached me earlier. Yasero Yakezi. A famous japanese gangster and number one Merciless gangster in Kyoto Japan. He asked me what the party was for, I said I don't know either. He just nodded but accompanied I was the first to leave. " He added.

For now, I'm hypnotized, for staring into him's face. Karma is a bitch. Ozgur had warned me to be careful in Japan. Especially if I think about the enemies of Ozgur, the Yakuza are here. The first and the oldest mafia cartel in the world. It has been an old story, that Lord Yakuza is called by the code name: Pride. He is the mortal enemy of Ozgur.

They were theirs, their biggest killers were known as shadow, because they could not be felt, nor could they be observed, they worked for all the Yakuza mafia clans, they were the best, their houses of pleasure, their Dojôs were the best. Its patriarch was the lord and master of the house, Shirahoshi Kimura, he came from several generations of masters and assassins, he was the patriarch with the iron fist, in addition to being the house and home of the greatest assassins, it was a clan that you called to eliminate a problem, for a good price. In addition to being the home of the murderers, they commanded all the geishas and prostitutes throughout the country, or rather, they were called Shir

"Boss, I have the investigation on the Yakuza oyabun, and you won't believe it if I tell you, so I'm leaving you the photos," said Massimo, my most trusted man. I took the folder from his hands, and inside were the movements of the man I was doing business with: Hiroshi Yagami. He played the role of the oyabun of the largest Asian mafia, one that had taken root in California during the diaspora of the Second World War. Like many others, including the Camorra itself that I currently led, they had claimed territory and established themselves until the place became their home.

Some parts of the letter suggested that her mother had been crying when she penned this letter. …I was a fool. For generations, the Kirisawa family had been deeply involved with an underworld secret organisation that exists to protect the order of the world and the peace surrounding it. That organisation is otherwise known as Hati, and it is even rumoured that Hati had been around ever since the founding of Japan.

Miu frowned. “Well, you know my job.” I sighed, deciding to go with this story. To make it my fault, we are being hunted. I don’t want anyone to know Yūri was a Hatake, let alone the Kitsune. “Yea, you’re a cop. What about it?” Miu sighed. “Well, I recently initiated a raid on the yakuza clan resulting in even the boss getting taken in.” I sighed.