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When you leave your heart behind" Libro 2 Mi Corazon te pertenece - Book 2 My Heart will be yours Power & Temptation Mafia Series (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Libro 1 Mafia Italiana - Book 1 Italian Mafia A****N KINDLE luna indomable spanish version Power & Temptation Mafia Series Book 2 "IVANOV" Russian Mafia Individual stories (Buenovela) (Goodnovel)

A person with a helmet comes down from the motorcycle, tries to hit Maria, she steps back, and at the moment she takes a step back she cuts his arm with the scalpel of her future sister-in-law Ariana Romero, he gets upset, and she says for the last time; - Tell your damn boss that Maria De La Cruz is here, I have a Mexican guard pointing at you, if you touch me you die. They looked everywhere, they realized that it could be true, although it was not, but through a sign from the young man in the tree, they call their boss, he answers; - Alberto Zapata, it's Maria De La Cruz, I want to see you. - Come in. II Maria De La Cruz, and her crook friends, entered the cocaine jungle, as great heroes,

she responds. My mind instantly went to Brooklyn. Her underneath me with my cock moving in and out of her... Damm, I have not even kissed her and my mind is on how she will feel around my cock. "Well, that is interesting. I wonder why she has never been seen?" My mother contemplates. "Maybe she is actually an ugly bitch or maybe she is too shy to be in the light of the mafia," Mia speculates. "I hope she is an ugly bitch because then all the men will look at me."

King and continued looking at him in his eyes " My girlfriend too whom I love the most." Mr. King raised his eyebrows looking at Ashton. Ashton laughed and said putting his hand on Mr. King shoulder " Dad now don't say that line of yours……… What it was?? " he was thinking and then looked at Ethan and asked " What it was?? " Ethan looked down and said while scratching the back of his neck " Mafia don't have girlfriends. They don't made for dating ". Mr. King walked towards Ethan and put his hand on Ethan shoulder and said " Ashton he also have a girlfriend. Right?? "

Giovanni’s smirk widened, impressed. "You truly are different from the others. You fight with power beyond bullets." Antonio sipped his wine, eyes glinting with icy dominance. "A war between mafia isn’t just about violence." His fingers tapped against the table. "It’s about controlling the world that no one sees." And outside these walls—The Crimson Lotus was crumbling. Renjiro was spiraling. Every night he drank himself into oblivion. Every day he tortured whatever woman he had taken. Every second, he was drowning in his own rage and grief.

Yet, one thing stood out to me: not many of them would bother to address me directly. Their glances towards me were fleeting, often dismissive, as if they were seeing right past me. At first, it felt as if they regarded the women at their side in a similar light—accessories, no more significant than the expensive watches they wore. However, my patience began to wane when a burly man with a cigar, presumably a higher-up in the Mafia ranks, eyed me up and down in a disturbingly overt manner. “Looks like you’ve picked a good one this time, Logan,” he commented, a lecherous smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. “Much better than the last one. She was too skinny and frail, but this one looks…

Charity demanded once Milet removed her hand. Milet glared at her, exasperated. “Charity! Of all the people in this club, you had to bump into him?” “What’s so special about that guy?” Charity asked, frowning as she rubbed her temple. Milet dragged her to a quieter corner outside the club. “Listen to me: if you ever see that man again, avoid him at all costs. He’s part of the Mafia. He’s involved in all sorts of illegal activities. He’s dangerous, Charity—a monster! You’re lucky you didn’t provoke him.”

Outside, the square fills slowly, a market setting up, stalls and canvas, the routine of people doing familiar things. "How are you?" Lucien asks. I turn to look at him, about to tell him this isn’t the time to tease, but my words stick in my throat when I see a concerned look replacing his cold mafia look. "I don't know yet," I say honestly, shaking my legs gently to keep still. "I keep waiting to feel something specific, grief or relief or anger, but instead, I just feel like someone rearranged all the pieces of a puzzle I thought I knew so well, and now I’m still working out where everything fits."

"What? A powerful, brooding mafia boss trying to win your trust? That’s something straight out of a romance novel.” Amelia shook her head with a small laugh. "I can hear you even laughing — my fucking goodness, you're gone totally." Mia chuckled. "It's not as if he is going to hurt you. You understand the scenario better than me because you are the one living in it, and before this, you know he has been making his advances towards you. You are not a child, Amelia so suck it up. A Mafia don here in Italy is interested in my best friend. While I am scared, I am also excited."

I could've sworn I saw her shoulders lift with pride as she spoke, that smug smile never leaving her face. She makes me fucking sick. “Interestingly, it is the same plight as the female lead of my newest bestseller book,” Gabi continued, “a woman with so much to give the world, but such little luck. So much so that she falls into the hands of a Killer, a dangerous Mafia man…” I watch as the Interviewer literally piques. Her brown eyes glow with desperate curiosity at the mention of the word ‘Mafia’.