Novel & Cerita Hot Mafia Man

The man and the woman turned around slowly to look in the direction Adrian was standing, he smiled smugly when he saw the woman's eyes widen in surprise but the smile came off his face when she quickly controlled her expression and returned her face to the man she still had pinned to the wall. "I am not giving this bitch no money cause I owe her nothing. She came onto me herself I never invited....." The man stopped mid sentence and his eyes dilated on his face which was bruised from being punched by the woman. He was frozen with shock as he recognized the man who was standing beside him in the dark parking lot. Adrian Osiander, king of the underworld. The was the most feared mafia in the wh

“Who is it?” “The man who killed my mother.” My eyes turned back to him, the information unexpected. “You know who did it?” “Rex figured it out.” “Who’s Rex?” “One of my boys.” “So…what now?” “I’m figuring out a plan. He’s not an easy target. He’s the leader of a Mafia group. They deal with illegal trafficking of weapons and such. They aren’t big by any means, not like the mob. But it won’t be easy. He doesn’t go many places alone, unless he’s fucking a whore, of course.”

From the way he drove the car with one hand on the steering wheel, to the way his adam's apple bobbed when he swallowed, or the way he looked when he dished out orders to his soldiers. Goddess, my core kept throbbing and it was getting more intense as the day progressed. We were now at one of Manuel’s clubs. I had met his delta who was human but he worked from the human town, in charge of their Mafia business. “Are the weapons ready?” Manuel asked his delta, his brows furrowing. He had his arms folded across his chest and I couldn’t help but look at the way his lips moved when he spoke. Damn, he’s so sexy. I could give anything to have those lips on mine right now-

"Okay, angelo mio. Everyone is excited to see you so get some rest tomorrow is a very busy day." I smiled weakly. My engagement party was tomorrow, to a man I hardly knew. His name was Emilio Armani and he was 40, the head of the Italian mafia. A shiver ran down my spin. I had just turned 20, but this was a peace treaty that had to be honored. If it was violated in any way, they would come after me and my family.

But the mind control chipset was more important. “PROTECT ME! I'M GOING TO CHASE AFTER THE MAFIA!” Maki shouted, then, without caring about anything else, he immediately ran to chase after the Blood mafia. His only goal was the mind control chipset. He didn't care about anything else. Cylo finally had to sigh, then he fired several shots at a man wearing a black jacket. Tsk, he had to finish this quickly. Instantly, a shootout finally ensued. Cylo, a hitman, fought Ivo, a professional hacker. They shot at each other and didn't let each other go.

Lorenzo said. "She is dangerous. They hacked into our systems," Paul said. "What! If they manage to hack into your system and you are one of the best, that means they can hack any mafia system," Lorenzo said. "She has. I know she has," I told them. "How?" James asked. "If their system knows which tattoo belongs to which mafia, which cars, the leaders, their wives, and children, you think that they haven't?" I asked, and they all kept quiet. "We need them on our side as soon as possible. Maybe she can help us defeat Elijah," James said.

His shirt had been ripped open, exposing his chest. The air was stagnant, and a sense of grim hung heavy in the room. The scene was enough to make me wonder what had occurred and whether the man was in any danger. I watched as they appeared to be attending to the man. 'Hmm, that's strange. The mafia doesn't usually help people, but maybe he's one of their own,' I thought as I continued to look on. From my position in the doorway, I could only see the top of his head and part of his chest. But even from here, I could tell that the motionless man was bleeding from his neck and head, the dark red blood spilling across his shoulders.

The list seemed to grow exponentially with each passing memory. He knew he had made a lot of enemies over the years. But none of them had ever almost succeeded in killing him. Andrew knew this field he was in came with, all its dangers and more, but he always knew who he was going to track down. This time was different, he didn’t have the slightest idea who the person or which Mafia organization it could be. Finally arriving home, Andrew was sitting in thought in the backseat. Alfred broke the silence, “Sir, we’re here.” He said with a calm voice.

Chapter 24: Painful Truth Lance Storm Eight years ago, I remember a man who had a lot of debt right after I had moved to Vegas for university and to plant my roots in the gang. That man had been off-track ever since, not willing to return even a single penny. I was only eighteen, recently starting to take over Mafia Thunder. Meanwhile, Elian had asked our father for a couple more years to focus on studying before he wanted to join. However, our father taught us both the same ways to rule, so to punish that man, I had to do the same thing every mafia leader would.

(great job) Mira had her hands wrapped around a guy’s bicep. He looks fairly familiar. It doesn’t need a genius to know that this man is in charge. The powerful, domineering aura he portrays is sending shivers all over my skin. With his six foot seven height, ink covered skin and the way his long inky black hair cascade on his shoulder only added to his fearful appearance. A cigarette trapped between his thin lips produces a cloud of smoke that’s making me dizzy. The scar on his left cheek is telling a whole new level of story. His blue eyes remind me of Aleck Orlov and realization soon hits me hard. The lion’s head mark from a few of the men surrounding me is a mark of the Russian mafia.