Novel & Cerita Mafia 2 Jimmy's Betrayal

I back hugged Tex which made him annoyed, I chuckled and said, "Thanks Bro. You're the best. Now at least help me to make understand our pack that we were merging with Dragon moon pack. Will you?" My Beta turned to me and asked, "So we all were shifting to dragon moon pack?" I nodded my head. James voiced, "If that so who gonna rule the pack?" I poked my cheeck with my tongue and replied, "It's not decided yet." Cian continued, "How did you make him accept your deal Alpha?" I smiled at him and said, "I offered him that I will join in helping to track and hunt down Alfredo, and also I will help him to rule the whole mafia world". Both my Gamma and Delta nodded their heads in understanding. My

I rubbed my forehead in frustration after he finished speaking. While his line of reasoning seemed solid and worth being his reason for giving his approval, it still didn't sit right with me. Just as I was about to be wrapped up in my web of thoughts all over again, he continued speaking. “Don't dwell aimlessly on Lisa’s betrayal son, that's a huge part of what makes up a mafia— rivalry, and betrayal. Besides, by keeping her hostage and making her father surrender the shipment, you've taught them a valuable lesson and that's more than enough” He sighed as though he knew his words were falling on deaf ears, I still didn't feel convinced to jump into a marriage with Lisa.

James remains silent, staring at the ground, as if he were an emotionless statue. “Do you know who finished them off?” Giovanni laughs again, deep in his throat, “Its rival, the Corvi Neri… Made by the Reviello, my family. And unfortunately for you, James… I'm not kindhearted to forget that you betrayed me. And not just once, but twice… When your little wife decided to ally herself with that bastard Marchetti… I decided that I would kill you.” Giovanni slams his fist heavily on the table, and the loud noise makes James jump. “So, beg now. Beg for your shit life.”

Nicklaus screamed and suddenly pulled out a gun from his suit, he shot Marcus straight in the head and he dropped dead immediately Just like that, gunshots started flying in the air I couldn't take it anymore, I started slowing down to the floor, but a pair of hands caught me "Kitten please stay with me….." I heard as darkness took over *Guys do you think James is wrong for betraying Marcus? He distracted Marcus and Nicklaus use that opportunity to strike Note: Mafia is like politics, use what you have and get what you want *Nicklaus is a King in the game and he played it so well Drop your comment cuties and gift the chapter, remember to rate my story too

he had openly insulted me, and he was doing it right in front of me. It felt incredibly satisfying. After I left, James knocked on the door, "Hey, little ancestor, come out." Jimmy finally opened the door, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light, looking like a mini version of me. "Raised you from the ground up? Baggage?" James awkwardly chuckled, "Don't focus too much on the details. Being a godfather is all about playing the emotional card to get Dominic to go easy on you!" Jimmy recalled the implications of James Scott's comments about me and reluctantly decided to let it go. James Scott wrapped his suit around Jimmy. "You need to sneak out through the back door. Make sure no one sees yo

"They're not just some random group of rogues seeking revenge. They're organized, well-funded, and they've been planning this for years." Lucas and Nicole had joined us now, forming a united front. Lucas spoke up, his Beta instincts on full alert. "And how would you know that?" Jimmy's smile returned, but this time it was tinged with something darker regret, perhaps, or guilt. "Because I used to be one of them." The confession hung in the air like a bomb waiting to detonate. I felt my world tilt slightly, pieces of a puzzle I didn't know existed suddenly snapping into place.

He had made a deal with the devil, and now he would have to pay the price. Francisco walked along the deserted street, his mind consumed with worry about how he was going to break the news to his daughter Georgina. The night was chilly, and the only sounds were the rustling of leaves in the wind and the occasional distant car horn. He had just met with Marcelo, and he had to keep his end of the deal which could potentially change he and Georgina’s lives forever. A secret agreement that made Francisco's heart heavy with guilt. He had promised Marcelo that if there was any breach of the agreement, he would hand over Georgina to Marcelo. It was a deal he had made without her knowledge, and now

Jim felt the urge to serve under her if she permitted him. "We are from the Trios gang. Our boss ordered to retrieve the money Brittany owes or carry on with the plan to sell her organs." Jim said everything without Tess asking further. "Mmmmh, okay, wait by the side quietly. I have a business with her." Tess replied in satisfaction. "Yes boss." Jim bowed his head even as he was on one knee. The big boss watched in Jealousy and hate as Jim completely worshiped Tess. Switching sides faster than the speed of light.

Jimmy Miller suddenly suggested, "Mr. Styles, I lost to that bastard Jate Woods this time. I can't go back to my grandpa. If you help me out, I can tell my grandpa that you're interested in Angela Winston and call off the underworld wedding." Mico Styles patted Jimmy Miller on the shoulder and smiled, "You're the best, buddy! If I don't get revenge on your behalf, I'll be disgracing the Revengers squad! Don't worry. I'll handle this!" Jimmy Miller thanked him profusely, "Thanks, Mr. Styles!"

Growing up, my life wasn’t a fairytale despite what it may have looked like, my parents were wealthy and I needed or wanted nothing but their attention, their love, and their gentleness unfortunately though those words were not in my parents vocabulary instead they used violence and had both me and my brother growing up around petty thieves and criminals which is why when I decided to leave my childhood home I promised myself that i would never get involved with anything like that ever again. “Cole Jones?” I suddenly ask in a low whisper as my eyes continue to look down at him, his smirk still present on his lips but his eyes were following my co-worker who apparently ran out without sputter