Mafia 3 Mission Novels & Stories

I have to ruin the Rios mafia slowly but surely and making these rash decisions are not it. Standing up, I went to the bathroom and looked for the Elite Ai. I opened it and sent a coded message, like usual, to Fox. I told him to return to Manhattan and help Jaguar heal so that I could continue the rest of the mission myself. I want no more casualties from the HQ. Seeing Jaguar beaten to near death is enough to erupt a fear I did not know I had. This hasn't happened in all my past missions. We've never come close to death like this.

" She bowed her head and squeezed the address back into her pocket. For a moment there, Laura was shocked at how killing her father distracted her from the real big deal, handicapping Monad. She groaned, wondering how seductive she could be with a child in her stomach. Laura flipped through the last document emailed by Diego and nodded in agreement. Everything they discussed in the lair was emailed to Laura and every member of the team to be on the lookout. Occasionally, Laura was fully aware of what had been going on. Their missions’ details had been intermittently disclosed to both opposing mafia organizations and the police too. "Listen up, I will take the west wing; Camila and Ace, you f

Celine said. "I will never give my heart to you, what you are doing is kidnapping and murdering people, you want to kill me to take my heart, this is a violation of the law. " Celine tries to resist Saint's words, she still wants to live, she will marry Ron, and her life will be very happy, Celine will not let Saint destroy her happiness. Saint was about to speak when Zane looked at Saint, then he spoke. "Boss! In thirty minutes, we will have an important meeting. We should leave now, we will deal with this later."

“We lost him.” Sophia’s shifted uneasily. “Lowell?” “No, Martinez. Said he’d rather die than be a witness—Lowell still breathing.” “That's quite a heap of loyalty” Sophia swore under her breath. Breanna didn’t answer immediately. She took a step toward the window, hands in her coat pockets like she was holding her ribs together. “One has to return the favour when dealing with a Mafia—Martinez paid his off, without a second thought” Breanna remarked staring at the window.

I demanded as color drained out of my face. “All cheaters should die.” He said acerbically. “Put that aside. All I need you for is to help me find my father's killer, retrieve the crypt key to open the Black Book, and sideline my opponents in the Mafia…” “Mafia? What the hell have you gotten yourself into?” “I am trying to be nice to you because of our past. Don't take advantage of it and look me in the eye while I'm talking.” He growled and pulled my head downward. “In return, I promise to save your mother.”

Pedro sat in his office, a laptop open on the desk and a pack of weed pressed to his lips. He was waiting for his men, eager to hear their feedback, but they hadn’t arrived yet. Everything was recorded—proof of his latest triumph. He couldn’t wait to show the other mafia leaders, especially Godfather Marco, how easily he had taken down their supposed "backbone." A guard called him, interrupting his thoughts. Pedro quickly stepped out of his office to find the pack members gathered outside, staring at the bodies of the twenty men he had sent to the mission laid out in a row. Each of them bore gunshot wounds.

he responded and I raised a brow. “Really? What's keeping you then?” “Sweetie, it's not that easy. I was given a Mafia mission to steal a treasure. If I succeed, I will be able to quit in peace and my name will disappear from the underworld completely. But it includes you, and I don't want to risk it. That's too dangerous,” he explained. “The chances of survival is also very slim. Very tiny,” “Oops,” I pressed my lips together. Having nothing to say, I stood up and sat on his lap. Facing him and hugging his head to my chest.

“I was useless during our last mission together and I don't want something like that happening anymore. I was speechless, I didn't know what to say because the least thing I expected was for her to actually be willing to stay to the point of asking to join me. “You know the mafia world isn't one with any joke in it. Are you sure?” I asked her, making sure she was sure about what she was saying. I was trying to keep her out of it all, but following down a mission and ending some families leads to making enemies with another and the continuous cycle of trying to increase territories and taking territories.

added my professional shooter in his drop dead empty voice. I felt proud of my selection. Well Arden and I share one and the same objective, that is revenge. He is one like me, a brother whose poor innocent sister fell in the traps of the mafia lord's bastard and died in their hands. They wanted to kill Arden too, but he expertly escaped their Hometown from Abu Dhabi and came here to New York. I met him at a party and when we realized our mission was the same, he insisted on joining with me. In fact, half of the mission so far has been under his hand as I was occupied with Stella. He took the responsibility and it was him who dug out the current location of the Mafia lord's right hand with t

he cut me off. "But he is here to rule the underworld this time." He murmured, "Is that why you joined the mafia? Because you had no reason to not join?" I nodded. "That's why I decided to become the deadly Lady Leader, as in L.L." I asked softly, "Will we ever get out?" "Don't worry. We just have to wait until Rio gets in here." "Rio?"