Novel & Cerita Mafia 2 Collectables

Mia’s heart froze when she saw it. Subject MIA THE RED ANGEL — premium tier. Rental only. “Untouched by industry. Intelligent. Perfect face symmetry. Vegas-based. Known mafia ties. High-value novelty. Grooming required but minimal.” Her name. Her face. On a list of products. “Jesus Christ,” she whispered.

I was the collateral payment so I was scared because I knew I would suffer earlier than later. I just think that the appearance of the master of this syndicate or mafia or gang whatever terrifies me. Long beard, yellow teeth, plump body and a pedo look. Oh my god, why am I here!!! The man grabbed his tuxedo and glared murderous at me. I just step back. I need to back out in case he will push me down the stairs. When they were gone from my sight, I fidgeted my hands as I think of ways I can escape here.

Tables surrounded by men who spoke of honor while negotiating lives. As I grew older, my body began to be watched differently. Not with open desire—but with assessment. As if I were being prepared for something that hadn’t yet been spoken aloud. My name started to circulate in conversations that didn’t include me. My future was discussed without my knowledge. My existence acquired a value that had nothing to do with who I was. I stopped being just a daughter. I became a possibility. And in that world, possibilities don’t belong to themselves. The mafia works this way: everything must serve something greater. No one is an individual. Everyone is a piece. And some pieces are disposable.

She didn’t know what it contained, but the reverence with which they handled it—the quiet fear in their movements—told her this was not ordinary contraband. Bianchi’s eyes gleamed as he rested a hand on the lid. “You see, De Marco was not merely a trafficker of flesh. He was a collector of minds. Scientists, mercenaries, men who worked in shadows where governments dared not tread. What he built was more than empire. It was experiment. And now—” his lips curled into something between pride and malice—“we inherit his legacy.” Valentina’s hand smoothed the edge of Isla’s chair, her touch deceptively gentle. “Do you know what this is, little dove? This is rebirth. This is the rat returning to gn

He gives a headshake. How the hell about it? I pick up my luggage that I dropped on the floor. "You struck a bargain with the Mafia?" I inquire, attempting to fathom his ignorance with incredulity. "Just how stupid are you?" I shake my head and return to our closet, where the top shelf has an antique box containing family valuables. Cole grabs it out of my hands as I go to grab it. "Return it." No, sorry. I want to sell them in order to settle my debt.

“Unfortunately, there was barely anything useful in it. Mostly details about their obsession with collecting Outworlder artifacts such as strands of witches’ hair, vampire fangs, lycan bones, ancient silver arrows and bullets, even preserved ghoul corpses.” Wesley made a face. “That just sounded like River’s collection,” he noted dryly. I rolled my eyes. “Believe it or not, I actually acquire my macabre collection with the other party’s consent. But with this Mollagoshit, I have no idea how they can acquire these things, especially when they’re humans. I can only guess… maybe, they have a connection within the Outworld,” I spat and shot Mason another sharp look. Mason crossed his arms, his e

There were seven girls for them to select from, and Samantha swallowed hard as the first old man approached her. He even touched her face, and instinctively, Samantha closed her eyes as he leaned in to smell her neck, causing her knees to weaken. Samantha wanted to curse him for his actions, but fear still held her back. "Mr. Chaves, you know the deal, payment first before anything like that," said a man named Ace. He was also the boss, but someone higher up was orchestrating all these illegal activities. "Haha... I know, it's just that she looks so beautiful and fresh, but I'll look at others first," said the old man, walking away and stopping next to Gwen.

Realizing that it was not the right time to address the issue of Lily sneaking out and grabbing his dick, Alessandro decided to wait until she sobered up the next day. As they stepped outside, Alessandro received a call from his trusted associate, Theo. "Wait for me in the car," Alessandro instructed Lily, handing her his keys. Lily nodded in understanding, took the keys, and departed. As Alessandro picked up the call, he was startled by the alarming news that Theo delivered. It appeared that their recent business partner, Dima, had deceived them. Instead of exporting guns as promised, the containers were discovered to contain people, with half of them already dead. The revelation filled Ale

" On your right side. Turn the lamp on. " Catalina found the switch and pressed it. As soon as she touched it, an alarm went off. The pakhan snatched the gun from her hands and with one hand pushed her on the bed with him. She collided with his naked hard chest and now the gun rested on her cleavage. " Rule number 1 . Never believe a Mafia. " He laughed loudly and footsteps echoed in the corridor. The door opened with several men in there and one of them switched on the lights at last.