Jungkook Mafia Novels & Stories

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.

And in the middle of their business, I'm the poor Lee Myung-dae! "I made a deal with that Mafia. "WHHAATTTT!" Myung-dae cried with utter shock, he questioned himself quickly if anything wrong with his ears. "Y-you made a what with who?! "You know I don't like to repeat, Myung-dae," she pressed the butt of cigar in the ashtray. "So yes, what you heard was right. I made a deal with Mafia Sung-ho, thanks to you. Myung-dae blinked rapidly, digesting what his friend just said to him. Did anyone ever get a feeling that the earth was circling around itself in a wrong way, counter-clockwise? He felt the same

I really hope that wasn't true. I grabbed Sophia and made her dance a few songs then a cute boy came and took over. Sophia was petrified, but I explained she was under Niko's protection and was not to be touched inappropriately. The fear that ran through those boys' faces was laughable. I was getting the hang of this whole mafia thing. "Gio, another Hurricane stud and make it a double." I yelled to him behind the bar. He gave me a disapproving glare then started mixing something blue.

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.

How you dare? [Chorus: Jungkook, RM, Suga, Jimin, J-Hope] Another trophy, my hands carry 'em Too many that I can't even count 'em (turn it up now) Mic drop, mic drop 발발 조심 너네 말말 조심 Somebody stop me, I'm 'boutta pop off Too busy, you know my body ain't enough (turn it up now) Mic drop, mic drop

A dull, familiar ache that only surfaced whenever I had to clean up one of his messes. What was he up to this time? I tossed the envelope on the floor and turned to my cigar again. “Whose daughter is he ruining this time?” “You'll want to see this,” Marco said carefully, extending another envelope to me. I hesitated. Took it and opened it. Some photos. The first one barely held my attention. Androa in a grey tuxedo. The second was a crowded room. Low lights. Bodies pressed too close together. Just another one of his tasteless celebrations.

“They’d be everywhere I turn to, every corner I hide, every step I take would be full of broken glasses and eggshells. They’ll turn every breath I take into toxin and every flower I hold into thorns. I cannot survive this place! Let alone for three years. I think a one and a quarter out of ten is fair.” “But what if you survive?” Jane presses, walking over to the side of the room I’m now facing. “That’s a very little amount of if,” I retort, slamming my eyes shut. “Now, please get out of my face.” “You have to fight! Don’s Daughter! Like your mother said, how would you rule Hell Morgathor if you can’t even survive this prison? The world of the Mafia is a world for the strong. Hell Morgathor

“I can’t believe he gave you his hoodie?! Have you guys like, you know… done it?” Chiara’s face turned bright red and she looked away. She knew Aria was blunt, but she hadn’t expected that question. “N-no,” She managed to stutter, her embarrassment still clear on her bright red face. “Besides, he practically forced me to wear the hoodie, something about my pants being too tight.”

Author's NOte: Ruthless Love- MIAN LEADS Taehyung Kensington ; Age 28 In the shadowed alleys of the city, where whispers of dread weave through the night air like sinister threads, there exists a figure feared even among the most hardened souls. Taehyung Kensington, a name that strikes terror into the hearts of those who dare utter it, is the ruthless orchestrator of a blood-thirsty mafia empire. With piercing eyes that betray no hint of compassion and a demeanor as cold as the steel of the weapons he wields with deadly precision, Taehyung is a man devoid of humanity, his conscience drowned in the murky depths of his own insatiable thirst for power and revenge.

I say. And when they find out they will have to pick sides for the war that will start because of me. When the time comes I promise myself I will tell them but for now, they must think that I still love Declan Blue Diaz leader of La mafia de la Muerte. (The Mafia of Death)