Mafia 1 Mission #1 Mga Nobela at Kwento

On the other hand, Serena is loyal to a fault - it helps that she’s my Consigliere. We leave the basement, and I remind Dario to get a cleaner for the snitch before walking towards my bedroom. Tonight, there would be a meeting with Italy's top 3 mafia leaders and a crime boss from Greece. These meetings no longer made me nervous, knowing that these men all wanted to see me fail. I don’t know how I kept it together all this time, but as I step into my bedroom, the reason runs towards me.

Manik seethed looking at her and she got shifted on the bed when she found him opening his shirt buttons. "Let me tell you kitten who actually i am. I am a mafia who rules mumbai. Whole mumbai is under my control and now you also. You were unlucky my kitten because i have already selected you for myself now you're mine. Willingly of unwillingly you have to be on my bed. You will be fucked by me every night. You will be called as my whore in my mansion." He roared like a tiger and threw the white shirt on the bed, besides her.

All of that cash in that huge, flashing casino and I was being hunted down like an animal over a few thousand dollars? Okay, maybe not a few but they were rich as hell! They shouldn’t even have noticed it was missing. You'd think they would give up by now, but I knew how the Bianchi's were from the rumors. I'd only laid eyes on Amadeo once or twice, but he wasn't the kind of man you screwed with. And I had bent him over and shoved a stick up his ass. I'm dead.

As the days went by, Anna found herself growing more and more comfortable in her role as a member of the pack. She had taken on more responsibilities and was helping the alpha with various tasks. One day, the alpha called Anna into his office again. "Anna, I have a special task for you," he said, his expression serious. Anna's ears perked up. "What is it?" she asked, her curiosity piqued. "I want you to go on a mission to a neighboring pack," the alpha said. "They have been having some trouble with a group of rogue wolves, and I want you to go and offer our assistance."

To clear my head, to regain control before I did something reckless. I couldn't afford to let my emotions cloud my judgment, not in this world. I turned and strode out of the estate, the need to bury myself in the familiar chaos of the mafia world pulling me forward. The meeting was in full swing when I arrived. Cigarette smoke hung heavy in the air, mingling with the scent of stale coffee and cheap cologne. Faces, hardened by years of violence and betrayal, turned towards me as I entered. "Boss Giovanni," Dmitri, my second-in-command, greeted me with a curt nod. "You're late."

“I don’t know. I kept the papers safe. I don’t know how they got out.” “We trusted you,” the masked man said, tapping the frame with his barrel. “That’s why we chose your idea over Astor’s.” My mother lifted her face, her hands clasped together. “Please,” she sobbed. “Don’t do this.” “I wish I could believe you but Astor Giovanni came with proof of your betrayal.” He responded “I’m sorry,” the man said quietly. “But someone has to pay.” I squeezed my eyes shut. “Please….” The first gunshot tore through the house.

I question as I slip the pulse ox off her finger. “I’m here to speak with you Miss. Violetta. I come in peace and with a message from Misha Romanov.” Helen informs me. My blood runs cold for a moment at her words before as I let them settle over me. Misha Romanov is the head of the Russian mafia. I think they call themselves Bratva. I don’t know all the various terms tossed about as most in the underworld say mafia or mob and don’t do the specific names. “Oh, is that so?” I raise an eyebrow at her.

Carefully climbing to avoid making a sound. But before I got to the landing, Marco reached out and pulled me up to himself. I crouched next to him, breathless like he hadn't carried me halfway through. I suddenly hated how weak I looked. Cheer up Gabriella, this is litterally your first mafia mission. “Stay next to me always,” Marco mouthed then I gave him an okay sign with my fingers. The moon illuminated a few places here and there so it wasn't nearly as dark as I thought it'd be inside the warehouse.

Honestly, after the long holiday e have been, I was afraid that she won't be able to talk in such a tone but now, it seems that I have been proved wrong. "Madam, I already did that. I knew that that would be mostly likely the first task assigned to me," he said and we broke into a proud smile. As expected to the people whom we taught personally. "That's good. After this mission is completed, you will get a bonus. Since you have already done that, stay alert and if there is anything we are supposed to see or hear from the cctvs and recorders, you send them immediately. We have to get rid of that mafia immediately and quietly.

Oh dude you have no idea, I can't wait to see what you have to offer, I would like to know what it feels like to be wrapped up in those big strong hands. I definitely would love a massage first though, all my joints were yelling for some sort of relaxation. I have never been one to be lost for words. I tried to reconnect my brain to make contact with my badass self, but she seem to have taken a little vacation. I stood there as if waiting for further instructions. Lorenzo's POV What the fuck is going on with me. I seem to have completely forgotten the reason I decided to enter a Russian Mafia territory. The mission was simple, kill the Russian bitch who seem to be gaining a lot of popularity