Novel & Cerita Horse Mafia Blessings

He knew there was a deep meaning in what he said and he wanted nothing more than to find out what really was in those words. "For as long as I can remember, Michael has been a thorn in my flesh. He tortured me and dealt with me for years both physically and mentally and you think I am going to allow him to die the easy way? Just like that?" Connor snapped. Bruno took a step back as if only just realizing who he was talking to. He had underestimated this man sitting before him. He had forgotten that the man sitting before him was a deadly man, a billionaire and a mafia lord who controlled thousands of men and thousands of properties and he knew not to talk to him anyhow he liked because he co

Besides, he had no idea that my life was in danger right now. "Boss, look who I found!" His three other colleagues, who were all wearing black hoodie jackets, looked at me when we got to the living room. When they saw me, it was as if they had seen a ghost. A man with a scar on his right cheek approached me and fixed his gaze on me until he smiled like a demon. What do they need from me? Why did I end up in this situation?

She was flanked by her bridesmaids, who tried to cheer her up with a smile, but she couldn't muster one in return. As the music began to play, the wedding march, Marcelo emerged from the back of the venue, looking every inch the powerful mafia lord. He was dressed in a black tuxedo, and his piercing eyes were hidden behind his dark shades. He walked towards Georgina, who was still staring blankly, and took her hand, leading her to the altar. The ceremony was conducted in Italian, and Georgina barely went through the motions, while her mind was in turmoil. Francisco arrived at the wedding venue early, and he found a hidden spot where he could watch the ceremony without being seen or so he tho

Marco I wipe my hands on a napkin my driver provides for me as he starts the ignition. The Mahonnas girl is still shaken, eyes wide, skin as pale as a ghost, lips trembling. For someone who grew up in a mafia home she sure as hell isn’t taking this well. “You got something you want to say?” I grind out. “What did you do?” she whispers, looking straight ahead and avoiding my eyes. “Not that it’s any of your business,” I spit, “but I had someone to take care of. The whole reason I accepted that damn invitation in the first place.”

I snapped at myself “Did you say something, young lady?” “I-I said I’d pay my Father’s debt. Take me with you” “Do you know who sent me?” He arched a brow “Mafia, Vermont Cardoniss,” I replied sharply. A smirk crawled to his lips. “I’d take this one.”

Was it one of her father's enemies, people he kept offending, or someone who wanted a favor and hoped he could follow her trail to lead him to where her father was. Her dad was the biggest mafia in the game,she totally adored him right from when she was a kid up till that very moment. She was always by her father's side,there was always something new to learn everytime they were together. Her old man was so full of wisdom. She smiled to herself just thinking of the fun they'd always had together too. She was such a daddy's girl and she hoped one day she could succeed in the role as the leader of the gang. That would make her the second woman in her lineage to be a mafia leader. Her grandma w

I pointed out. “Anything but that. If you want a diamond necklace, I will get you one. If you want the Maserati, you can have it. But you can’t drive my car.” “Ah, but you see, you always say you’re a man of your word. Are you not going to honor that?” I said smugly as I watched him scowl at me. Honor was something they took very seriously in the Mafia and they did not fuck around with it. Which was why I used it against him.

She tried to explain but He flung her away and grabbed his daughter away from Sasha’s hand, walking away. Aurora cried on her spot like a baby. Ken pulled her away from there. ** ***The Hall of Hell*** "Boss!!" Imperio Pecaminoso are going to be in this year’s Mafia night. They accepted this year invite. "Alan raised his head from his seat. "Interesting, What’s their motivation?" Alan said with a chuckle. His phone beeped, and he stared at the picture before him with a gasp. "The fuck!!!" Brielle was no match. Those ocean eyes, the sexy little pink lips, and hourglass shape… He licked his lips. He typed on his phone.

“Isn't that wonderful?” “So what man, are you hesitant about the 09 fortune because of her?” “Angelo, not now.” I waved my index finger in the air. “Hillary is your key to the 09 fortune, why are you hesitant?” “Probably because he's in love with her.” Rafael suddenly joined in, I looked at him with daggers in my eyes. Angelo laughed loudly. “That would be crazy; in this mafia game, there's nothing like love, you know why? Because it makes you weak, no one wants to be weak over a bitch right?”

“Please look after your children. Please bless them with your favor and love. Give them another chance to live a life the life a werewolf should. Free to run and howl at the moon in your honor. Please hear our prayers and consider our words.” Ghost comes forward with a low mournful howl. Clash joins him with our heads to the sky until neither of us has any breath left in our lungs. My hand feels cold when he lets go of it. I look at it and turn it over. “Thanks, Marco.” I swallow and clear my throat. “No problem.” He claps me on the shoulder. “Thank you for telling me. I think you’re right to not tell Alpha Bronx yet. He won’t take it well. I have to go relieve James. Feel free to sit here a