Novel & Cerita Jungkook Mafia

"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.

She signed her fake name on the pamphlet and placed the pen down, pushing the paper gently to the centre of the table. Silver, nodded and took the pamphlet, stashing it in his jacket. “ As per the agreement of the families, the Hughes shall receive a cheque invoice of a billion dollars and a five percent share of the Reeves cooperation company” he said, nodding to his men, giving them the signal to place the cases full of money on the table.

Choi Minjung fell lifeless to the ground. "Clean up this mess within five minutes!" Hyun-woo ordered with an overpowering voice. His men quickly carried out his command, moving with lightning speed. Afterwards, he strode into his elegant mansion without even glancing back. He was Lee Hyun-woo, known as Baek Chang Seol, the ruthless mafia boss of the "Diamond Kkhangpae." No one had seen his face, so only the three-diamond tattoo on his left arm was his distinguishing feature. No one dared to defy him, or else suffer the most painful and cruel punishment he was capable of doing.

the other asked. "Oh right," he put a hand on Jun 's back, "This is doctor Kim SeokJun , a very good friend of mind." Jun felt his eye pulse but he forced a smile for Jackson. This was the fifth person in a single night, that Namgyu had introduced him to as nothing but his very good friend. "Hello, doctor. I am Jackson Wang. Owner of Wang Industries, of the music label Team Wang and also, owner of the idol company J.W Entertainment," Jackson said with a smile, stretching his hand out.

Madison POV hIs question struck me, Could it be Kingsley went to the venue yesterday? If he did, then that means he is a mafia? Zach’s father said the party was mainly for mafias to hang around. I went because Zach invited me. I gulp down and faked a smile at him, “No, I didn’t. what do you mean by that” I laugh lowly as I pulled my hands away from his and stepped back slowly.“What about Krystal? Were you with Krystal too?” he asked “Kingsley, what do you mean? Why all these confusing questions? Don’t you think your questions are being awkward?” I replied and took a sip of my coffee“I am sorry, I just wanted to be sure of something.” He replied

Colder and heavier. Lee Dongju. Lee Yongju. That company— JJ Group — was built by their father. It was supposed to be their legacy. Their shield. Their inheritance. But now? They have nothing. Absolutely nothing. How did that happen? How did JJ Group— a name with decades of sweat and struggle — turn into JV Group, fully owned by Madam Kim? What did she do? Did she manipulate the board? Rewrite the will? Did she silence people?

"No. May, it's not that I don't want to be around you. I just don't want you to go to China because if Ming's father finds out, you'll be in so much danger. I don't want to see you get hurt." A sudden wave of anger hit me. "What the hell? Is this guy a part of the Chinese Mafia or what? Why is everyone so scared of him?" "He's just very...influential." I stared at him, expecting him to laugh. "Excuse me?" "Fine. Ming's father is Kim Jongun's stepbrother. And even though he's not exactly a tyrant, he's just as powerful. His men already know that I'm coming and if they find out about you then they'll kill you too." Jason replied.

It was also being run by electronic devices which can easily track outsiders within its perimeter. I entered the mansion and parked my big bike in the garage. When I got down, I immediately remembered that granda didn’t visit me this past few months. Well, he seldom comes since he is a busy man. He has an organization anyway and many businesses all over the world, that’s why. If my organization is called Kyuden Empire, this is known as Gungjeon Mafia. Gungjeon means Palace also but in another language.

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

“First time I heard someone say that a mafia don is ‘not a bad person.’ Seriously, girl, you are so down bad. Wasn’t it you who was trying to leave him at all costs a few months ago? Now, all of a sudden he is ‘not a bad person. Just very energetic’? Girl.” “Well, I’m definitely not fully on board with the whole mafia boss thing, but what can I do? You’ve seen how he clung to me? I just think that if that part could be blotted out, he is pretty awesome,” Sarah said before meeting Julia’s gaze. Her eyes said it all; she was disgusted. Her reaction was the perfect sibling reaction. When someone starts seeing your sibling, and you just sit there wondering what the hell they see in the sewer rat