Hirai Mafia Novels & Stories

I sighed. I put my shades and cap on before jumping down from the rooftop. I look from left to right before crossing the other street. The guards welcomed me. His men are lined up outside too. Fumihara Shiro, is one of our trusted partners BEFORE. He rules the biggest Yakuza Organization here in Japan and pledged to be our associate. He's our best trade partner of weapons, but little did we know he's stabbing us from the back. Tsk. "Excuse me." A waiter paused and looked at me. He smiled and approach me.

He then said to Conan, “Clean up the mess. Send the driver and Patrick to the hospital.” Then, he looked at Collier and said, “I want you to find a woman with the family name Hara, from Ryokan. She’s the mastermind behind his attack.” “Hara?” Collier’s expression ashened. “Do you mean the one who set this ambush up is Reiko Hara of the Refined Blade Clan? She just arrived at Riverbank yesterday and she was with the Weather family. “After I left Casius’ funeral, the entire Weather family visited her.”

Back in El Tricolor, there's a rule: If I don't get married by thirty, I have to go back and marry the woman my father arranged for me. When my girlfriend, Stella Ross, heard this, her face filled with complete disdain. "Arranged marriage? Is your home in some remote tribe? Or are you stuck in the Middle Ages? Alan, quit with these pathetic excuses to force a marriage!" She let out a mocking laugh and pulled out a ring. "I was actually planning to accept your proposal and even bought us a pair of rings. But since you're so desperate, I think we both need some space to cool off." With that, she tossed the ring straight to her assistant, Ethan Parker. The marriage I had waited years for w

I swat his hand away, clasp the bottle, and place it in front of me under the table so he doesn't have access to it. Even though he’s sitting still, his eyes are shifty and agitated. I’m ready to bet it’s because of whatever seed Pharaoah planted in his head back at the house. The door slides open again; this time, it's not the waitress. Kai walks in, followed by an old, short man who wears a pressed suit. Abe Hitori. The leader of the Yakuza branch in New York. Pharaoah and I stand in greeting, but Pakstan remains planted in place. He also uses the chance of my standing up to grab the bottle of vodka.

Was he willing to go as far as hurting her just to get the truth? Yes, she had to agree that he’d told whoever it was on the phone that they could only hurt her one percent but then she knew how dangerous one percent could be. She’d worked with many mafias in the past and hence, she knew the severity of each mafia’s one percent. With a previous mafia, before his demise that she caused, his one percent meant stabbing and he wasn’t as dangerous as Daniel was so she could only imagine what he wanted to do to her.

This is a bonus chapter for the Mafia Academy and I promise you want to read it. While I have you, I need to thank you for reading about these three amazing couples. If you continued this far, I'm sure they are as special to you as they are to me. For Mr. Xavier's complete story and how he found himself at Rochester, you’ll want to read Hotter Than Hell available on GoodNovel. Xavier is the head of the desert crime syndicate when Madison enters his world. One day, I plan to write about his children.

Every moment is a fresh beginning. Narrator point of view The weather of Italy was warm with cool breeze providing comfort to the people. Tanya was sitting in the car with uncle Theo's sons Harper and Joey who had come to pick her up. There was a small smile playing on her face after seeing the small kids giggling with each other. Her long hair were flying like a free bird who had just been freed from her cage . Harper who was sitting with her was delighted to see her happy after going through so much. Joey was also smiling seeing their little bunny being happy through the side-view mirror . They had already planned to take her out on a tour in order to make her feel homely, but he is not so

they all bowed in unison. He didn't bother to greet them, he took his seat on the golden chair which was at the head of the long dining table. "It has come to my hearing that some of you have broken the rules" he started with a stern face. Most of the syndicate heads were older than him but they respect him for he was the Mafia boss, the Don. "Who planted the recent bombing?" He asked looking at them, there was one person who didn't fear him, he stared Alex right in the eyes. "Was it you Mason?" Alex said staring back at him with the same vigor.

Volume/Book 1: The Stylish Mafia Girl & Her Muse Mafia men have been the trend of town for ages; their dominance over the world resembles a ghost ruling the graveyard—driven by that statement when exceptionally beautiful female Simone Thompson—the ruling Mafia of Austria vows to change the belief, then destruction is accompanied by terror, action, and the everlasting love to kill for adventure.

Mafia’s Maid Ashley froze on his lap as soon as she heard his demand. She was watching him without blinking her eyes as she didn’t believe the task he ordered her to do. Master Jeremy was holding a sinister smirk over his face watching her shocked expressions keenly. When she didn’t move even a bit after a few moments he bent down and sucked her nipple which was pulled out by him to wake her up from her trance.