Novelas y relatos de Jane Mafia

And Marcus Hale — who knew everything, always, with that particular omniscience that came from having spent forty years building a network specifically designed to know everything — had gone quiet in a way that felt less like absence and more like patience. The most dangerous kind of quiet. I turned from the window and picked up my pen. There were moves to be made. But that evening, as I sat across from Lena at the small dinner table and watched her laugh at something Mara had said from the kitchen — unguarded, genuine, the laugh she didn't know I'd been cataloguing since the first time I'd heard it — I understood with a cold, clear certainty what was actually at stake. It wasn't the empire.

He asks, raising a brow at me. I pause, and look over at him, realization dawning my features. "Oh, right." I mumble, my cheeks flaming in embarrassment. Ethan was the only other parental figure I had growing up. Only at the age of twenty five- he was more of an older brother, and the only member of La Famiglia I was allowed to see and interact with growing up. He also happens to be second in command to Alejandro Gonzalez - the current Don of the largely operated underground Gonzalez mafia.

It has been almost a month sitting in a cage, jeane had turned into a sewage rat. She wondered when the Italian boss would end her life for good. She thought about her sisters and the game of sex, surely the competition had ended a long time ago and her sisters abandoned her. Jeane went from feeling anger to loss and desolation. One sudden morning, the door of her wretched cage twisted open, it was the mafia boss himself. The man was armed with a gun and pointed it on her head.

Their eyes were too old for their faces. “The target is Massimo Vitelli,” Carter continued. “Don of the Vitelli syndicate. Calls himself a ‘waste management consultant.’ He’s a ghost. We’ve never gotten a wire inside his primary residence. Until now.” I looked up. “You want me to bug a mafia don’s house by babysitting?”

“Everything’s ready inside. Security has been checked twice.” I nodded. “Good. You can leave after you bring in the files from the North office branch tomorrow morning.” “Yes, Boss.” He left, and I walked in alone. The place looked new, I dropped my coat on the couch and moved toward the window. The view was nice, at least Luca knew I loved seeing the night lights and traffics. He has been with me since my Dad sent me out of the country the if his death before he passed out. I had worked hard like a dog, clawing my way up through blood and loyalty until the name Vicente Russo started to echo again in the underworld, not as the son of a dead man, but as the man himself.

Orange juice for Kanaya and red wine for himself. "Kanaya, is it fun to be married to a cruel mafia boss like Lucas?" Kanaya was a little surprised by Jason's question. "Mr. Lucas isn't a cruel mafia boss, he's a good man." Kanaya sipped her orange juice to get rid of her surprise. A crooked smile appeared on the corner of Jason's lips. "I already know everything about Lucas. He's been my mom's business partner for a long time, and do you think this event is just the opening of my mom's new restaurant?"

Lucas's POV A knock rasped softly on the door of my study before it gently creaked open. Jane, my head maid and custodian, stepped in, hands behind her back, her head bowed in submission. “You sent for me, Boss,” she said softly. "Yes Jane,” I replied, relaxing into my office swivel chair. "Have a seat.” Jane had been among the first people I hired when I became the Don. She had quickly adapted into the Mafia life without protest.

But Anna’s terrified eyes met mine. “No,” I said firmly and louder this time. “Let her go.” He smirked at me. “You are foolish, girl. I’m giving you a chance to live. Leave now. You don’t want to mess with the Cruz Mafia.” What the fuck! Cruz mafia? Anna had told me about them on our way here. They are the second biggest mafia in the country. “Oh God,” I whispered. “Please,” I pleaded as I came closer, “let her go.”

Cooperating with Bratva, the Russian mafia organization that is the enemy of the Famiglia is tantamount to a death sentence in their legal system. It also made Fabiana afraid and rejected Jaxon’s accusations. Because that means she will also be put to death like her brother, Sergio Falcone. “We just need to prove it, and then he will receive punishment,” said Jaxon as he walked over to the sofa. He looked at Fabiana with a look of pity.

Jenna: " I know you all are angry.. First listen to me.. After kelvin death, I joined Michael company, you all know this.. Michael is very good person, he respects each and every one.. I became manager in Michael company.. One day Michael was talking to his twin brother Michal Martin.. I don't know this, I entered Michael cabin directly, that was the mistake I did.. Michal Martin is mafia king of other country not this country, I don't know which country and he is womanizer too.. He kept his eyes on me... Actually at that time he came here to take properties of Michael.. And no knows about him as he left Michael home in his age 10, from that age he is in other country and became mafia too..