Mafia And His Angel Mga Nobela at Kwento

I stepped inside without wasting time and took my seat. He was sitting far away from me, smoking his cigarette.I didn't dare to look up. There was pin drop silence inside the car. My head was spinning by the thought of what will they do to me. Will they keep me as a maid ? Or they'll beat me up or even worse. I have seen in some of the movies, how the nasty mans treat a girl. Watching these people almost killing my dad made a sense to why my mom and dad were so afraid of them and specially Dean. He looks like a young businessman by looks but what I saw earlier made me think he is a mafia and my conclusion can't be wrong as no one would simply have a army of men of their own with guns. At tha

I guess twenty five hundred will take me so far and I'll change my name and get a job to survive and pray like hell that my father doesn’t find me. Angelo Benardi, leader of the mafia group Angels of death. The reason why they call themselves angels of death is because they decide when and where you die. I don't think my father would kill me. He loves his family more than anything he goes through so much to protect us with that being said his punishment would hurt like hell that much i know. “What is it that you're thinking about?” I nearly jumped from my skin when I heard the dragon's voice behind me. then it dawned on me that the doors had not yet opened so I leaned forward and pressed the

Whose hand is this? Angel knows that their maid does not just enter her room, so whose hand is it? It couldn't be a thief; that wasn't possible because he found out that she was only in the house, so he dared to enter her house. Angel held that hand tightly so that it wouldn't let go, and she flipped it with all her might, even though it was heavy. Her father is a general of the police, so it is not impossible that she knows this simple way of self-defence because, as the daughter of a general, even if she's a woman, and even if she's not a police officer or will be a police officer, it is still necessary for her to be ready to defend herself because not only her father is the one who is app

“Now listen very carefully,no one speaks to me in that manner,not even the Mafias. I wrecked you? Do you know what your little bitch self had done to me? You are the manipulator here! I have been out of my mind recently and it's all your fault…you keep occupying every single place in my head (he tightened his grip)..I can get rid of you anytime,and trust me no one in this city and country would suspect me and your body will not be found. We made a contract..I saved your ass many times you ungrateful slut,now let me warn you, you better not push me to the wall! Drive me crazy one more time,you will be forgotten,your little nieces will be my toys as soon as they are of age” He released her. An

, He paused again before speaking. “Nicolas Juan Diego, the mafia leader of Australia, asked or more like blackmailed me to marry Angela if I wanted you alive.” I furrowed my eyebrow before asking, “Why did he blackmail you into marrying Angela?” “Because Angela is his daughter. My brother finds a mafia leader’s daughter to fall in love with the whole world.” He answered sarcastically. “Even we didn’t know this truth until NUCLEAR BOMB named Nicolas Juan Diego fell on our head.”

I heard footsteps leaving the hallway, I turned my head to Heath and saw him smirking at me, “ Lying to your pathetic parents, bad kitten.” He said and I playfully slapped his chest. I knew that he hated my parents for abusing me but still... I laid besides him and he wrapped an arm around my waist while kissing my neck, “ That was fun, Angel.” He said and I smiled, I agreed with that. Suddenly, all that melodrama from before came to me. There could be a possibility of him being in mafia. I stared at him as he closed his eyes. I hope he isn’t one.

That man was lethal when provoked and deadly if his family is brough to harm. Nikaulas couldn’t let this matter slide. Angela was the string that was holding Spanish and German the two most powerful mafia clans together. She was the essential factor and he had taken the responsibility of safeguarding her; more like the responsibility was forced on him but still. Besides, she was the queen of the German mafia. Her name was associated with his. A scratch on her would be a scratch on his pride. And his pride was something he cherished dearly. “Get the jet ready,” he instructed Stefan while patting his pet. He was flying back home. He will have to take the bull by its horn.

Everything was going perfectly well in her life till the day she came face to face with her greatest enemy whose also her ex from college, Anthony Castillo. Anthony Castillo is the well known Mafia Don of the most dangerous and powerful mafia in Los Angeles called 'The Black Army'. His family and Gabriella's own family are worst enemies and the bad blood between this two powerful mafia families are well known in mafia history. Anthony is not just any normal typical mafia leader. He's bad, ruthless, dangerous, and to top it all off, he's hot and handsome and won't take no for an answer. He will do anything to take out Gabriella for her title despite their own past that they decided to hide fr

He really had changed, his once tough body now looked fragile under my gaze, his faltering fake smile looked clean like he couldn't hurt a fly. A church worker? I chuckled at his confident. My jaw tightened as I watched the same man who gave my father up. The reason everything ended that night. He was a priest now? I almost laughed again. The irony was bitter and almost beautiful. The man who destroyed my family now hid behind the cross, pretending to serve God. I sat down slowly, letting the anger sink in. So that was his new life? He now lives in a pretentious holy life? How bad because mine was different, mine was all about revenge and blood.

She sat by her window again, watching the stars fade into the gray of dawn. She finally understood him—the walls, the coldness, the distance. Everything he was hiding wasn’t cruelty. It was grief. And as much as she wanted to stay away, she knew something inside her was already breaking for him. For the boy who lost his father. For the man who lived under his killer’s rule. For Adrien D’Angelo the Mafia’s heir with a heart that refused to die.