Lavender Mafia Mga Nobela at Kwento

Ella grabbed the menus and looked over the cuisines the restaurant had to offer. “Madame, Sir may I take your order please?” The waitress assigned to the table said, humbly in a professional tone drawing the attention of Ella and Keenan. Keenan’s eyes roamed the waitress from top to bottom liking what he was seeing, He cleared his throat and looked at the menu again. “I’ll have the Manti : Mini Ravioli and Red wine” He said flipping the menu down. The waitress quietly wrote the meal down and she turned to Ella. “You miss? Anything you’d like to order?” She asked holding her pen on the page not yet to write down the order.

They didn't want to kill us; they wanted us to clear the traps so they could take the rune. ​My mind flashes back to the core breach in the packhouse. To Elvira cowering in that basement alcove near the Saferoom, her scent a suffocating cloud of lavender masking the complete absence of genuine fear-sweat. I think of her constant, lingering presence near my office. The way Liora had described her pathetic, calculated sabotage on the stairs before the hybrids dropped. ​Lavender. The strange, metallic-herbal intruder scent Atlas had picked up in no-man's-land weeks ago.

Certainly not rogues. Briony exhaled slowly in front of us. “Lavender…It's used in the ancient dark world for their dark magic and purification rituals. But when burned, it can become more dangerous. A warning.” I couldn't place the meaning of her last words *A warning* making me shift uneasily. “A warning of what? Briony.” Kieran instantly held my wrist, our eyes locked into each other, and for the first time, all the feelings between us–the hidden words, the past—faded into something real. Something more dangerous.

Eva began. “Huh” Mia muttered with her mouth full. “We are the owner of the LOVA mafia group” she dropped the bombshell.

Agatha orders. "Mom, is that Sophia?" Anna drops from the stairs. "Yes," Agatha puts the phone down. "In less than 24 hours Sophia will be apprehended by our men. I hope you know why I'm telling you this?" Anna takes a seat at the other end of the dinning table, "Why?" "When we take what Robert took away from us our problems in the Mafia will be over. And you will have to marry Nimrod at last." "Mom! I told you. I don't like him, he's so full of himself."

Chapter 133:I Want Us To Kill Ava. Lily waltzed into the abandoned warehouse where Mafia Andrew’s operations were all planned. It was from this dimly lit dingy warehouse that he controlled most of the gangs and mafia operations in New York. He was like a mini-god, and only Ava had been able to get the police to arrest him. It was this fact that emboldened Lily to come to ask him for his help in getting Ava killed. He would be interested in ending the life of the woman who had the nerve to take him to the police.

Instead, I ended up throwing myself at him like a bitch in heat. His milk chocolate scent seemed to grow stronger and stronger everyday. It was intoxicating and sweet and it drove me insane! Even Scar was having a hard time resisting. I already knew she couldn’t fucking stand Mason, let alone his musty lavender scent that almost makes me gag all the time. Chamomile and lavender might be the most disgusting scents in the entire world and Mason emitted one of them.

“You should have done your research beforehand. Perhaps you won’t fail stealing from another mafia.” He grunted. “Who are you?” She finally withdrew her gun and squatted down to his level. The confidence of this woman was beyond me. “Allow me to introduce myself. La regina. The queen of the mafia.” His chuckle was taunting yet with desperation. “There is no queen in the mafia.”

Fear began to creep into Anna’s chest. Anna felt the palms of her hands suddenly grow cold as her thoughts began to race. Lombardy is known as a region under mafia control. News reports indicate that Xavier Vanderbilt, the owner of the Vanderbilt Real Estate Group, has been implicated in several mafia scandals. To Anna, those reports now seem like empty claims. Xavier isn’t just involved with the mafia—he is one of them. Anna unconsciously touched her neck as she recalled what had happened the night before, when Xavier had choked her and tried to kill her. It wasn’t impossible that after this, he would strangle her again or even kill her if she acted recklessly.

Daniel muttered, and Mia laughed again. From the hallway Lauren chimed in: “Don’t mind me! Just Googling ‘how to build a polyamorous mafia compound’—carry on!” Axel groaned. Daniel pinched the bridge of his nose. Mia collapsed backward on the couch, head falling between them, and whispered, “God help me.” And maybe—just maybe—He would.