Novel & Cerita Mafia Books With Innocent Girl

he said in a sad tone. I froze when he mentioned the word mafia. It reminded me of my past and everything that happened that night flashed through my mind. we were even, no parents, only child but why did I even ask? I should have just kept my big mouth shut, I didn't even notice I was about to cry till he asked "are you okay?" "Yes" I replied trying to force back my tears inside, I really needed something to distract him because he was walking towards me. "what's that smell?" I asked then he yelped.

Rumors started going around that they might target on taking over the Southside first That very rumor caused havoc among the people on the southside and they started distrusting each other in fear. Maybe I should leave this city but Mama's house and my coffee shop are here, I made a lot of memories here despite the chaos going on the other side. The funeral is near too so I can't leave just yet. Luckily for me and Lily, we have a close relationship with the bartender who works in a club on the west side. We get news from him since he hears a lot of people gossiping and spreading rumors or truths. It's true that the mafias exist but not on this side.

As Halloway always said “In order to be a good agent, you’ve got to be able to think like a crook and anyone that knew the Mafia families well enough also knew that they had to commit a crime to cover up an organized crime which most times would lead to a slip up. Although it was going to be really hard, Charlie knew that she just had to be a little patient because when that slip happened, she would be waiting to get it and hopefully unravel the deep dirty secrets of the mafia. Then New York would be a safer place and these dark times would be over. She looked up from the pile of paperwork on her desk which she was trying to get through ,yawning because she was beginning to feel a little sle

So far the police were simply fishing and had no concrete evidence that tied my father to any crime but his lawyers advised us to lay low. I poured scotch into my glass and took a sip. The alcohol burned my throat on the way down. Neko walked into the Living room in a Thong and lace bra. “Welcome home Master!” Neko exclaimed in happiness. Nicoli spits out his drink when he saw her and the sight simply made me want to laugh. I watched as Nicoli coughed out all the alcohol he had breathed in when he saw Neko in her ‘Uniform’ or so she called it.

I ask him, he had every single book around here, all genres and all kinds. "I like mafia books, want to read this one?" he ask picking one for the two of us, I nodded, taking the book from him, it's called "Monster in his eyes". "Let's begin my little mafia," I say with a smile, I took a seat o the sofa, allowing him to sit next to me, he had his legs laying over my lap, while I read the story about the mafia, about how the boss fell in love with the girl. "The Vitale are asses!" Eliot says, making me roll my eyes, sure, I love a mafia story, but reading about humans who are such a badass as Eliot put it, only made me feel pissed.

Sonia explained and I was getting convinced although but nay. The stubbornness was stiff in me. Unmoved. Sonia might have suffered a lot and was saved by Mr Pompous' family but my story is different. I'm not a tortured girl who was raped countless times and carried the child of her rapist. They probably took pity on her. My case is different. I'm the daughter of a Mafia Don who is wanted by the Italian government and many more people. I feel for Sonia. I'm glad the McCain saved her life and I'm also glad to know that Mr. Pompous was only making me view him as a monster but my stance remains, I keep my secrets to myself until I know who I truly am.

I said with a calm voice. "$7.8 million!" They seem determined, don't they? I want to have that girl! Just hand her over to me. I raised my hand once more. "$20 million." Everyone hissed. "$20 million! Going once, going twice?" the emcee confirmed. No one opened their mouth, so I won. "You can get the lady in the room, Mr. D'Amato," the emcee announced. I simply nodded. He handed the girl to a staff member, and I trailed behind them. They dressed the unconscious woman in the room while I watched.

“Y-Yes, Madame. I will try my best to be a good servant. I will follow everything that you say.” “Really?” “Y-Yes.” Mr. and Mrs. Denmarks exchanged glances before Madame Hannah gazed at me again, “So, for sure you know about Mia’s upcoming wedding.” “Y-Yes, I know…” “Are you also aware that her fiancé is a mafia boss?” I nodded my head. “Yes, madame…” “What are your expectations about a mafia boss?” “U-Uh… Based on what Ella used to tell me, a mafia boss tends to do bad things. They also kill and hurt people…”

While Yara was the Angelic Belluci, whom people saw as the pure, cute, innocent and handworking billionaire Belluci that had a successful brand, I was the Lilith Belluci, the ruthless, always on edge woman who needed to get laid, had the most sour expression, heartless and who had taken over half of her father’s Mafia business, because of reasons best known to her father. We were like the two fishes in the yin and yang. Or at least that’s what I thought they whispered behind me. Plus Nicola had said the same thing on a few occasions...one occasion rather. It sure made me mad as hell anytime I heard that considering how much I disliked her and couldn’t stand her. And I couldn’t even remember

“Sam Giancana, a notorious Mafia leader planned to take the life of Carlos Gotti with aid from his cousin, Frank Gotti, also in association with Isabella, a one-time best friend of Seraphina.” Everyone had words to say. Although I didn't hear them correctly, I guessed they were marveling at such a case. “Silence—” the young man pleaded. Silence ruled once again. The old judge coughed, he looked in the direction of the room where the three criminals were kept. “Do you have anything to say?” “I am innocent—” Sam Giancana, without any shame, said. His lawyer was on his feet. He bowed and asked the judge a question. “Go on.” The old judge urged and he was on his feet.