Hot Mafia Man の小説・ストーリー

Third Person Pov: Thomas Allen is one of the most ruthless leaders in the mafia gang Hayden Wren heads. Its known as 'Python'. Recently, there's been a fued between the two, hence; Thomas moved to Dubai. The members of the gang thought things would dissolve over time... but it didn't. Communication seized between the two for the past two years. Now, Thomas is back to set things right.

Greetings, everyone, thank you so much for reading My Mafia Man. I hope that you're enjoying the story so far, and if you are, then do add it to your library, If the characters have a resemblance with any real-life figure, then know that it is a pure coincidence and that the characters are a complete work of fiction. Let me know who your favorite character(s) is/are in the comment box. I will be updating regularly, so stay tuned for the upcoming plot twists and drama in the storyline.

I asked with a high tone that made sure he was able to hear me. “Pardon my manners miss Sam.” the man said before getting on his feet. “In brief, this young man before you is known by many names but the actual name is Jaden Smith. A ruthless, wealthy, powerful, strong and an influential man. The leader of a mafia gang known as THE FREE FIRE.” he said using both hands to run from his neck to his waist as he spoke. “Now that you know me and I definitely know who you are, let’s get down to business. The whole reason why you’re here.”

I made my way to the other part of the mansion. I walk to the backyard garden, then I was about to climb on the ivy wall. But I noticed someone's shadow against the ivy wall. I turned around only to see a man with a cigar in his left hand, wearing a black hat along with a black suit he has long curled hair which is flows against his shoulder. He looks like a mafia king! I've never saw him before, wait a minute. Did Maximo sent him to murder me.

And they also can't just trust anyone. It has been hard for Damon to accept all this. The mafia that he had worked hard to build and preserve can be destroyed any moment by now. He can't let that happen. His mother taught him how to be a strong man and how every strong man a strong women, Alessia Madden is not some normal person, she born to rule like his late mother. He has to get this deal now. Whatever it takes.

He stands up straighter, towering over me, his dark eyes swirling with a storm of secrets he refuses to share. “I’m a mafia leader, Harper. There is always someone out there trying to get at me,” he says bluntly, his chest rising and falling heavily. He looks away from me, a flash of genuine pain crossing his face. “And now, they can hurt you to get to me. You’re a weakness.”

He knew from then on he and his family would have to move back to the main manor as it was the place where the leader of the mafia had to reside. Standing up, he took a step back and took one last glance before he and the others left the graveyard. On his way to the car he walked to his younger brother Mikhail and tapped his shoulder, stopping him of his tracks. “I want you to meet me at the manor tonight.” *** Mikahil was not too sure what his elder brother wanted to discuss, he had a vague idea of what it could be but did not dare to draw his own conclusion. He carefully stepped into the manor and stood on the spot where his father was shot. The blood had been cleaned but he could still im

Empty. "I know you. You’re Jax, right? Magnus’ right-hand man," Gerrard said, his voice cold and sharp. "So tell me, Jax, why were you lurking on my property? What the hell are you planning? Are you here to kill the innocent people in this house, just like you did at my casino?" The man glared at him. “If you’re going to kill me, do it, I have nothing to say to you” he spat. Gerrard scoffed. Then, without warning, he punched the man in the face.

He was exuding an aura of confidence. I took a step forward towards the brown-haired man—Isaiah Lyon, ruthless billionaire CEO of Lyon Enterprise. I have seen his pictures in magazines, but I didn't expect him to be this breathtaking. A human shouldn't look this handsome! "What?" He said nonchalantly. "You are Isaiah Lyon, right?" I mused, not breaking eye contact with him. I have never held eye contact for this long, and I'm guessing it must be because of the alcohol. But still, there was something about those eyes of his, something that tapped me. I just couldn't bring myself to look away.

Hushed voices made themselves clear to her ears, Ella hid just before the opening leading outside on the wall eavesdropping on the conversation. “ Good job Keenan, Elimination of the vice president of the oil company went as planned. Sixty eight million has been transferred to your families account, looking forward to working with you again.” an unfamiliar voice, made its way to Ella who was attentively listening to the conversation between Keenan and the mystery man. Elimination of a vice president? Is Keenan an assassin? She thought to herself drowning the voices momentarily, amidst her train of thoughts, she subconsciously stepped out from her hiding spot and into the light of the moon di