Kata Kata Mafia Kejam Novels & Stories

Working for a Mafia (Revenge was her DNA until she met him) By Nwabueze Ify Preçious Authoress Prechy Episode Six Miranda's POV I can't believe this Jaguar A police officer I scoffed inwardly Well that's not my problem anyway "Your hands behind your back, drop your weapons"he said and I chuckled Jaguar who played my heart It's time to play him Ba*tard "Like seriously I should do what, I don't think you have heard of this assassin before"I said and I heard him scoff

“Ashton, you are not the guy known for restraint. What is going on?” He stared at me before a slight grin curved at the corner of his mouth. Reaching for the sheet, he moved it back and got underneath. He rested against the headboard, looking at me, so I moved forward, facing him and kneeling on the bed. He laid a hand between us, palm up, but other than that, he didn’t move to touch me. “Most women don’t advocate for murder.” I snorted at that. “Most women don’t own a business or have lived in a community where the Mafia runs it either. They get to live in fairy tales and castles. I don’t. Hit them back.”

No one else would dare. I had escaped my father but I just basically went from frying pan to fire. Hakan was Scorpion, there was no doubt about it. I was in the arms of the deadliest and most feared mafia boss in the whole country and maybe further than that.

She said. "What?" I mouthed. "I don't know much about mafia and their deals but I was told they were dangerous, and the covenant home doesn't allow us to watch movies like that because they were R rated." "What? R rated? You guys are not kids anymore." Carla pointed out. "I don't care what you know or you don't know about Mafia gangs, I am going to fucking kill you if you don't talk bitch." I snapped. "I told you I don't know anything, what do you want me to say?" I said angrily.

"Celia, yesterday a thug was trying to drug a little girl. So, I called the police. The officer just gave him a was of cash without arresting him." Her eyes widened and she said, "Giselle, don't interfere when any officer gives a criminal money. Italy is practically filled with Mafia. Don't involve yourself in dangerous matters. Even the authorities can't do anything. But, the most powerful and biggest mafia is 'Devil's wrath'." I nodded my head, but the information didn't sit well within me. ______________________________________ A couple of weeks passed by. I go to judo classes every evening. The first week, my body was mush. I couldn't even get up. But, after some time, I grew accustomed

] Gabriella stared at him in confusion, ‘Siamo noi il futuro della mafia? Due ragazzi distrutti cresciuti in Inghilterra?’ [We are the future of the Mafia? Two broken kids brought up in England?] ‘Chi meglio del piccolo gatto infernale?» Non siamo indottrinati come la vecchia scuola, possiamo portare una nuova prospettiva come outsider, abbiamo la possibilità di portare la mafia nel ventunesimo secolo e renderla un’organizzazione più equa e non patriarcale. Tutto quello che devi fare è perdonarmi, gatto infernale, per favore, dammi un'altra possibilità, lasciami sistemare le cose tra noi, lasciami amarti nel modo in cui meriti di essere amato.’ [Who better little hell-cat? We are not indoctr

I swallowed hard, but he wasn’t done. "You think I’m just some big muscle Mafia idiot." He tilted his head, his dark eyes glinting with amusement. "Let me remind you, Ari. My father was the consigliere. I have more info on the Mafia than the Don himself. And my family have always kept it quiet. You think we would have kept it quiet if we didn’t have any brains? You think we would be the leading Mafia family in the country, in this continent, if we didn’t have any brains?"

And that glass of water. "You—" I gritted my teeth and glared up at him. "The pasta… and the water…" Did you put something in it? The man above me read the question in my eyes. His smile deepened. He didn't deny it. "You— do you even know what shame is?" I was shaking with rage. I grabbed the ashtray off the coffee table and hurled it at him. My arm barely moved before he caught my wrist in an iron grip. A slight squeeze, and the ashtray dropped out of my hand.

He doesn't spare anyone coming in his way , disrespect is something no-one even thought about but the girl sitting in front of him didn't hesitate once to show her hatred towards him . The most dreadful mafia leader is feeling helpless for the first time in his life, scared to hurt her.he isn't able to understand this feeling he's developing for his little bundle of joy ,he feels happiest around her now a days . Thinking about his own past actions with her ,he didn't wanted to hurt her but seems like his ruthlessness is buried deep inside him ,he couldn't control himself from harming her,that too when he wants to cherish her,treat her like the way she deserves but here she is, who doesn't ev

I gritted my teeth and mustered all the energy in the world to push Bennett away and thank God I did. "What do you mean by that?" He snapped and grabbed my arm again, a little more harsher and tighter. "I wouldn't disrespect me here Miss Stiles. This is not a place to cuss around. This isn't Seattle neither is this Los Angeles. You walked into my Mafia den and..." "Mafia?" My eyes widened and I blinked. "I thought it was a gang thing...but a Mafia?" I was not stupid neither was I foolish. I knew what the Mafia did. Well, not really did but the books I've read said a lot and they were real. They didn't play cards or run around in circles. They shot, tortured, kill and traffick women and child