Mafia 2 Jimmy's Vendetta Novels & Stories

If the opponent knows everything about you, then you are already losing. That is how things will always be in friendship, love, and war. Sierra and Alek's situation is unique: living under the same roof, sleeping on the same bed, and being tied with marriage by someone who is almost but not quite an enemy. The blurry line between a suspect and a criminal is evidence, and both of them don't have one yet. At this rate, it will be a contest of who catches the other first. The second contest would be how big damage it can cause.

"No. Tatianna died in an accident." I took another step back, getting ready to bolt out of the building if necessary. "I do not follow." Luca stepped forward. "Neither do I. We didn't come here for this, Mr. Miguel. Hand over our capo and men, and we'll be on our way." "You took my shipment," Miguel replied in a bored tone. "We did nothing of the sort. We didn't even know that the Spanish mafia was still involved in the dealings. We had planned to poach all your suppliers and buyers, not steal from you. That is beneath us. Imagine how surprised we were to get your note."

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

At the table he was sitting on, the dealer remained waiting As Angelo drank his full glass, Jimmy, the tallest of men, sat next to him, with his smooth black hair neatly pulled back and brown eyes. Our President "Boss" nodded his head greeting their leader.. Jimmy is one of his best men and has a high rank in the mafia family led by Angelo nodded his head at the dealer to start a new card game... Angelo was surprised by Jimmy when he indicated to the dealer that he wanted to play! “I thought you didn’t like to gamble?!” He said as he passed a bottle of beer to Jimmy to pour him into his glass... Jimmy shrugged his shoulders, "I feel lucky tonight."

"Now you're confined by me—what type of mafia are you—always getting kidnapped? Tell me his name and join me again; otherwise, you know me better than anyone else." His reckless words earn a scoff of disbelief from him. "I'll never do it!" "Then spend your whole life in my underground hell!" Anger rushes into his veins after hearing him. "Let me go; otherwise, I'll destroy your existence!" He grits his teeth in utmost anger. As soon as he indicates his men to take him to the underground, they wall him off from everywhere, making his eyes wide open. No matter how massive the level of Jim's rage is, it's lucid that once he is in JK's dungeon, getting rid of him will be infeasible. Finding no o

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“Niccolo is his name?” A faint nod is all I get in response. “What d'you mean?” I thought the hacker was just some random guy Enzo and Dominico found on the internet. “He's got a personal vendetta against Stefano and his pals. My uncle included.” “Vendetta?” “Yep.” Enzo taps his fingers on the table. “Stefano sure made good use of him.” “Meaning?” “Put it simply, kid's reached his boiling point and just sick of it all.”

I say and see how his eyebrow lifts in surprise…then the fucker laughs. It takes everything in me not to rush toward him and empty my Beretta into his head, but I remain calm and walk further down the aisle. “That? You’re still bitter that-” “You nearly killed my mother? Yes. that your actions rendered her unable to walk? Yes. It’s called a vendetta, Cerulli, and I’ve come to claim it.” I say, smirking when I see the fucker visibly sweat. “That vendetta was claimed when Dante killed my men!”

If he just left his mafia then it would've been so easy for Serrano to kill his whole family because of no security. Once a mafia, was always a mafia. He has killed a lot of bastards. Didn't she know they would come to kill him and his family as soon as they knew he was playing a normal man and left his empire behind. It wasn't that easy, perhaps it wasn't even possible. She didn't know the cruelty of this world but he did. The more powerful you are the better because the weak ones were nothing more than a pawn in this world. She has hurt him for three fucking years. Every day he prayed. He didn't know to whom he was praying but he prayed for the safety of her and Chase.

I ordered him and he walked away. Milan is my most trusted gang member. He is my right hand and he has earned it. As soon as he went from there, I dialled a number and made a call. "Hello, I have your culprits now," I speak the moment the call was picked up. "Please, please, don't kill him. Punish him brutally, I don't care, but please don't kill him at least," she begged me. "I will see," I reply to her and hung up the call.