Kobe From Slime Mafia Novels & Stories

he pleaded, shivering and still bleeding. The poor man had a family to feed, a wife and two children who were on vacation in Europe. He regretted ever turning down Logan's offer. "Too bad, I don't want your deal anymore you see, I want the whole company" Logan said, smirking. He had a way of getting whatever he wanted. He was the biggest mafia in the world.. they often referred to him as the alpha.. because he was so powerful. "Damon!" He called. Damon appeared from the front door holding some documents. He handed it to Logan.

Wait for whatever would happen next. "Mother please help me. Please. I did nothing wrong." She cried hoping for help even though it seemed hopeless. Fabian drove into the estate along with the family underboss and a few trusted soldiers. He pulled over in front of his house and came out of his car only to be met by Tasha, who was smiling brightly at him. "Welcome back Fabian. As usual, you pulled this one up like the great Mafia boss you are." He ignored her and walked passed her but what she said next forced him to stop.

"I suppose I owe you an explanation—let me get you that coffee first." Elena did her best to wait patiently as her mother made coffee. She wasn't thirsty, but it seemed like the action soothed her mother's nerves. Sloane looked more relaxed as she set down the two mugs, clutching one of them tightly. Or maybe she just seemed more resigned. "The mafia still terrifies me," Sloane said slowly. "I remember all the things your father did... and that everyone he worked with did, too. The things I've heard—the things I've seen—aren't things that ever really go away."

“ I will check with Beto if he can release Kobe before one year. But you can go visit Kobe in my place, Charque, and don't say anything about us trying to get him released before the deadline. We'd better not leave him there full of hope and then not succeed in the end, right?” “ Sure, I won't say anything.” Kobe had been caught by the federal police last year and it was difficult to get his freedom. He was a cigarette smuggler from Paraguay, and it was the first time he had been caught. Tulio and Cloe were not in the community the day the police arrived, nor were their men there, so Kobe had been arrested and they were trying their best to get him released. Many people depended on the money

, Tiesha said. "Why do you hate Ky'mon?", Koko asked as she filed her friend's nails. "Ion hate him". "So why you giving him attitude?". "He's arrogant". Koko paused and looked at her. "He's a thug, what you excepting?". "Thug don't make you arrogant, Lowe straight up thug but he's cool". Koko shrugged. "Because he's your cousin". "When we done, we goin to get lingeries". "Why?", Tiesha frowned.

Miyamoto Shizukumo smiled brightly. He also looked at Yang Xiao and Tang Muxue like a clown, as if the cooperation with Xuexiao Group had lost its qualification. Tang Muxue's jade-like face was slightly pale. For a moment, she was at a loss. Just as Tang Hao was feeling smug, Yang Xiao's disharmonious voice suddenly rang out. "Madamy Milita, wait a moment. Be careful that this Kobe steak is poisonous!" What!!! The Kobe beef with perfect color, aroma, and taste was poisonous?

He knew there was a deep meaning in what he said and he wanted nothing more than to find out what really was in those words. "For as long as I can remember, Michael has been a thorn in my flesh. He tortured me and dealt with me for years both physically and mentally and you think I am going to allow him to die the easy way? Just like that?" Connor snapped. Bruno took a step back as if only just realizing who he was talking to. He had underestimated this man sitting before him. He had forgotten that the man sitting before him was a deadly man, a billionaire and a mafia lord who controlled thousands of men and thousands of properties and he knew not to talk to him anyhow he liked because he co

Niko said as he strolled into the tiny apartment I'd rented for the week. I didn't even look up. Just buried my face in my hands. "You're the last person I want to see." He ignored that. Of course he did. "I'm your favorite person," he said with that crooked smile that never quite fit his face. He was a hard man built from glass shards and iron will. He'd been Capo of the Italian mafia, and now here he was, standing in my kitchen like a bad memory, holding a suit like we were about to play dress-up.

He spoke with gritted teeth, a dark expression looming over his features. "H-he pushed me against the wall and uh- I-I banged my head against it really bad and he t-threatened me while grabbing my n-neck." I managed to explain as I made no attempt to hold the tears that are streaming down my face. I don't fully fathom why I am even crying right now but I am just letting it all out. Around Asher, it feels safe to let it all out. He stepped closer, making me flinch. The look on his face, the tone of his voice, everything screamed Asher Lancaster, the merciless mafia, who wouldn’t waste a breath before wiping off the existence of anyone who even dares to mess with him.

"Absolutely not. Six years later and he's still acting like a dumbass?" Matt looked equally horrified now. "Wait. That is Lily's father?" I nodded. He dragged a hand down his face. "Okay. Wow. Now I understand why there was tension between you two." A tired laugh escaped me. "Join the club." "I swear if he shows up here again—" "What?" I looked at her with a small tired smile. "You'll attack a mafia boss with a kitchen knife?" "If necessary." Typical Tessa. She stopped pacing and pointed at me.