روايات وقصص ضمن Lirik Mafia In The Morning

*Ring…ring…ring…* Michael groaned as he tried to open his eyes and reach for his phone. It was four in the morning, and he was barely able to sleep last night. His temper was at its peak, but then he saw that the person calling him at the moment was none other than Kira Volk, the mafia boss of the biggest and most powerful mafia family in Russia. Michael composed himself and answered the call.

Linda was dissatisfied with the man's cold rebuke and angrily retorted, her beautiful face clouded with anger. Jessica smiled sweetly, turning to look at them. "That's right. I can't sprout wings and fly away. You can tell me everything. Even if the personnel were evacuated, but your headquarters got bombed, isn't it embarrassing? After so many years, the mafia can't even protect its own nest. It's truly pathetic." "You..." Linda was furious, her face turning red. "Your Ghost Gang will end up with nowhere to be buried!" "Linda, shut up!" the man shouted again.

Morning broke like a held breath finally let go. No sirens. No push alerts screaming death into my hands. Marianne texted a string of hearts and a blurry photo of her coffee. Jamie sent a meme about Monday trying to kill him. Normal. The word sat wrong on my tongue, chalky and fragile.

He saw the look on my face showing that I had just gotten it, and so he smiled. “Go on,” he said. I stayed silent in my head, as the rhythm of the music with the lyrics spelt out loud flowing through my head. "Off through the new day's mist, I run out from the new day's mist I have come I hunt, therefore I am Harvesting the land, taking of the fallen lamb" It was actually a song by Metallica titled Wolf and man. Damon stood shocked staring at my lips as I spelt out the lyrics confidently like I owned them.

He demanded, as he stood on a little stage by the left hand side of the room. "A All of you are somehow apart of our mafia, whether it's from being apart of the main branch or being an affiliate" Kai was almost reminding them. "So, remind me of our most definite rules" Kai grinned with a sadistic smile. "Our mafia before love, Our mafia before life, The only way out, is to die" I chanted along with Dante and Kaylo who had joined us. The chant was a little cliche in my opinion but it made Kai ecstatic.

❤️THEME SONG RELATED TO THIS CHAPTER ❤️ ❤️ Happier Song by Bastille and Marshmello ❤ Lately, I've been, I've been thinking I want you to be happier, I want you to be happier When the morning comes When we see what we've become In the cold light of day we're a flame in the wind Not the fire that we've begun Every argument, every word we can't take back 'Cause with the all that has happened

‘I could feel every word they said as if it’s a knife stabbing through my heart, the pain is unbearable. The scornful eyes of my stepmother and my half sisters still haunt me. I still can’t escape their sneers even after all this time.’ ‘My name is Ella Hughes, the first daughter of Howard Hughes and Lilith. My story is a sad one filled with heart breaks, I’m a 23 year old and I’m here to tell you a story of my life. ’

Their phones were switched off. James could not sleep at night. The feeling of uneasiness has increased. He left his bedroom and made his way to the kitchen. He dialed his elder son’s phone number. Someone took the phone out of his hand making him turn around. His eyes widened with shock on seeing the person holding his phone. Nathair! Ahmar bin Tariq. The underboss of Irish Mafia. James decided to alert his wife but before James could make any sound Nathair had his knife on his throat. Nathair could read his mind. His lips curled in disgust.

The sunlight slipped through the curtains, casting delicate golden streaks across Chiara’s room. The light painted her face, and she groaned, turning in the other direction. Chiara wasn’t a morning person, and the thing that she hated more than mornings was being woken up from her naps. Her eyes fluttered open, and she blinked a few times to adjust her vision. “Have a good nap, darling?” she heard Dante’s voice from across the room and turned to him, giving him an irritated glance.