Novel & Cerita Jimin Mafia

“They hired a Russian mobster who played me horrible. I managed to turn the situation around and not get so hurt, but this one is capable of anything. It's a real animal. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. “Do you understand why I really need someone to trust, Mina?” He asks me in his broken voice. “I feel like everyone wants to hurt me. I've done horrible things in my life, but this last time I've tried to fix it by getting all this shit out of me, trying to cut ties with these people, but they're the worst scum that can exist in the world.” “Black... That Russian mobster who played you is…” “Yes, Mina. He's Mikael Sydow's own son of a bitch.”

He had learnt to read Aldo’s expressions to know what to say and do at any given time. “Drop your weapons! How dare you threaten the boss’s lady?” Marco yelled out to the men. Confused, they looked at each other. They tried to rationalize the command they had just received. Yet submission came before reasoning in the mafia. No matter how ridiculous the command sounded, obey first and understand later. In fact, you don’t even need to understand, just do as you’ve been commanded. One by one the men lowered their guns. Marco bowed to Aldo in apology.

It also kept my fists in shape while I honed the muscle and boosted my ass-kicking abilities. The academy was the home for Mafia infants who would leave four years later as adult members of their families with the burdens it carried. Ours was not an easy life and I never fooled myself about the world I navigated. The rules were different for us; our education was different. The dictates of our families still meant something. It meant everything. Unfortunate but fucking fact.

“I never learned to share. Not my secrets, not my vulnerabilities. Not even places like this.” I tilted my head, considering him. “Why?” He looked down at me, his blue eyes piercing into mine. “Remember when I said there’s something worse than my infidelity you should be worried about?” A cold shiver ran down my spine. “Yes… and?” He took a deep breath, his face serious. “I’m the son of the city’s most influential mafia boss.”

He sweeps off the cap and flips his trademark dreads left and right. At this moment, Nate feels like crying. It never gets old. Kim Ji-hoon a.k.a. Shadow, leader of the five-member boy band MXO (short for Monte X-O), is on a first-name basis with him. Sure, Nate signed a slew of NDAs so he can’t really tell anyone that they’re related. Everyone knows Shadow as this big-shot celebrity but to Nate, he’s just hyung. Nate fought back the tears because he can’t be seen crying by hyung. Real men don’t cry.

He stopped walking and stared down at me. "What?" I asked confusedly, but he just smiled at me. "Thank you for coming into my life," he said before leaning forward and kissing my lips. Thank you for accepting all of my flaws, Lance. Thank you for being there when I needed you the most. I'm looking forward to our future together. Thank you for being my Mafia Rescuer. I love you. THE END Eltan Storm's story available! Title: My Artistic Mafia Man Elian Storm's story available! Title: My Boss Is In The Mafia?

I patted his back "I will be there with you to witness that moment, but first we have to increase the security of our house" In the mafia, family is the biggest strength as well as weakness of any mafia man. If the family members are capable of defending themselves then they are strengths but if not then they are the biggest weakness because it makes them easy targets. And in our house, only Marco can defend himself. "If this time he attacks my family then I'll take him apart bone by bone " Dante roared, holding a dark look in his eyes. "I don't think he is alone because last time we had left him on the brink of death, so it's impossible to attack back this fast without any support," I said

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

He heard the second man ask. “Yes, she’s Alex personal assistant”. Those words clarified Alex suspicions. They’d intentionally targeted Maya knowing that she had a ‘connection ‘ with him. As Alex slowly approached the men, the black dragon tattoo at the side of their necks became visible as he scoffed. These were the Jensens. Mafia’s from Vladimir’s side. Ever since the incident of his father’s death, the Wolf’s and Jensens had become at war with eachother and sworn blooded enemies. Seeing that Vladimir was already sending his men out to him, it looks like he already got wind of his arrival in Russia. This was good. Alex thought.

Ohhh boy, he isn't going to let this topic go easily. I groan at constantly being treated like a baby. "You know aiden and roseline are our very close friends. We kinda brought up together. So both Aaron and rosaline is like you and Janice to us. For once I would have considered approving Aaron for you but not after all the heroic sh*t. I am going to tell you something ella and I want you to listen to me with open mind." I don't know why but anxiety starts to arising inside me. "Aaron runs a mafia clan. He's the king of America mafia. The ultimate leader." By each passing word my mind seals automatically. My breathe hitched, brain got jammed and body refuse to move. How many more shocks are