Novel & Cerita Mafia And His Angel

“I kissed a stranger at a party when I was supposed to be investigating the mafia. But that’s all it was.” I adjusted and continued, “I know it's wrong, but believe me, it was a reckless decision. A mistake.” Cyrus’s stare didn’t budge. “That stranger wasn’t a stranger, Angel. Intel confirms the man was the Mafia Don.” The words cracked through me like a whip. Even though I knew, hearing it out loud made me flinch. Still, I couldn’t let him see the truth seeping through my skin. I leaned forward, pressing the cuffs against the steel table.

city of Florence was too beautiful. Too golden. Too poetic for the kind of life he wants to live. And poetry? It can’t save you from the mafia. Angel chewed his lips. He wants to go back to America. Period. Angel’s legs moved fast. His head was down but vigilant. Hands tucked into the long sleeves of his white stretchable shirt. His boots tapped against the cobblestone with urgency. His long necklace swayed slightly with every step. Eyes darting. ‘Where are they?’

I couldn't deny it any longer—I was being weak, allowing Angel to talk to me rudely and stop me from going out, and my own silence was complicit in his actions. Angel, was not only a powerful figure in the mafia but also a man who knew how to manipulate and control. Over the month, I had become accustomed to his brash behavior, his sharp tongue, and his complete disregard for my feelings. But now, as I stared at my reflection, something in me had changed. I am the daughter of a mafia!

I showed him that I am going to kick him and his hands went to block but I sneakily punched his stomach and then took a step back. "Good job Doc" I heard and I turned around and looked at the scariest of all of them. The one and only... Arcangelo Romano. Why would god give a face of an angel to this devil? He is just too handsome to be a Mafia. "What's the progress Luca?" he went to Luca.

his grey eyes show nothing but anger. We arrive at the docks. We file out of the car. Both Angelica and her accomplice are tied up kneeling on the cold hard cement. I smile walking up to them. “It’s an honor gentleman…” She smiles right back at me. "Burn her fingertips back sure there’s no fingerprint left…" I order looking her right in the eye. She tilts her head looking at her brother. “You know Dre you’ve got yourself a cute little wife. A bit of an airhead. She’s too naïve to be a wife of the head of the mafia’s right-hand man though.” She teases.

asked Renata, and the more she cried, the more Angela couldn't bear to see her. "Renata, actually, Doctor Bastian is the son of your father's enemy; he is a mafia in Switzerland. He approached you only to carry out his mission of revenge on your family, "explained Angela. Renata frowned at her sister-in-law. "Sis Angela is lying. How could Doctor Bastian be a mafia member?He's a good man, even very gentle with each of his patients. How is it possible that a person who always saves a patient is a mafia member?" Renata didn't believe Angela's words at all.

I touched her face, but Angel slapped my hand away. "Don’t be stupid! We’ll both die out here if you keep this up!" "What a beautiful couple!" Mancini shouted, making us turn toward him. "It’s a shame you made so many bad choices, Falcone! Choosing that girl was your biggest mistake!" "I believe the opposite—Angela is perfect for me." I wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her body against mine, not caring about him. "Of that I have no doubt. She’s childish, weak, and foolish—just like you. Two kids thinking they could run a mafia..."

She looked at him dumfounded as he tsked at her blank face. "Come on you are religious. You should know Azrael...angel of death." He said as Ava squirmed back a little on her chair. She started looking everywhere but him. "You look innocent but there is no mercy and trust in mafia. Anyone can stab you behind your back mercilessly. It's a game of power and money. I've to kill you." He stood up as he took out the gun from his backside making her breath hitch. A lone tear escaped her eyes as she trembled.

“Isn't that wonderful?” “So what man, are you hesitant about the 09 fortune because of her?” “Angelo, not now.” I waved my index finger in the air. “Hillary is your key to the 09 fortune, why are you hesitant?” “Probably because he's in love with her.” Rafael suddenly joined in, I looked at him with daggers in my eyes. Angelo laughed loudly. “That would be crazy; in this mafia game, there's nothing like love, you know why? Because it makes you weak, no one wants to be weak over a bitch right?”

Warning: Violence ************ Alessandro When Angelo called me saying he saw Lucifer and his men near the store, I knew things will be rough. In the mafia, you cant enter each other's territory without taking clearance from the other, which was definitely not given by me. I don't know why Lucifer is behind Maria when he knows she is to be mine. I had told all in the mafia not to even look at her in the wrong way. Clearly, he didn't get the memo.