Mafia Boss Guards Mga Nobela at Kwento

That, plus the many years I’ve known him, tells me he’s about to drop a big piece of news. And he doesn’t disappoint. “This party tonight. I’ll need you to be there, guarding Mia.” I eye him up over the rim of my glass. “You think there’ll be trouble?” I ask before taking a sip of the smooth liquor. It burns a familiar, welcome trail down my throat, warmth spreading in my chest. “Nothing like that,” he assures me. “You’ll be more of a silent message. A reminder.” “Hands off?” I suggest with a wry smirk.

He wasn't sure, but since Lorenzo had told him to keep tabs on Ava and everything about her, he decided it was only right for his boss to know the current news. " Mr. Brown," He called Lorenzo and passed him his big phone. " What?" Lorenzo replied indifferently and lazily as he continued staring at the cool city view. " You need to see this." The assistant said with a slightly shaky voice, and he stepped forward. Instantly, Lorenzo's head snapped to the assistant, and even Hudson stood up. Seeing what was on the phone screen, Lorenzo clenched his jaws, and the office temperature immediately dropped. * Snap* The pen in his hand broke forcefully into two, and his gaze turned chilly. His black

“Tonight, you’ll understand why no one challenges me.” I swallowed but said nothing. When the doors opened, the sound of conversation hit me first. The room was massive—floor-to-ceiling windows framed the cityscape, and a long table sat in the center, occupied by men who exuded danger. Some were older, with graying hair and cold eyes, while others were younger, their gazes sharp, calculating. Mafia bosses. This wasn’t just a business meeting. This was a war council. Alessandro’s grip on my waist tightened ever so slightly before he released me. “Stay close.”

I smirked looking away. “You will have a female bodyguard to take care of you.” “Female bodyguard?” “Is this like some kind of a mafia organization or?” I was surprised to hear the words but his look assured me everything is okay, I don’t need to. “A mafia family rather. We took you in here to protect you. I guess I shouldn’t say more than this. Whatever it is you want to know, ask the boss when he arrives. He will answer you to the best of his abilities.”

Vengo asked as they all sat in the office, this time with Michel, discussing gang problems as they usually do. Carlos shook his head, leaning back in his chair. He asked his father-in-law who was the head of Davies and his wife's father, but he seemed as surprised as all of them when they said that Phoenix had suddenly appeared. "It doesn't matter anyway." Michel then said as he opened a new packet of Marlboro and took out a cigarette to stuff it between his lips, quickly lighting it up. He took a deep breath and exhaled as he continued. "It's their territory and they guarantee our security as we do for them when they have a business on our premises. They should have guarded this place and n

She saw when another group of scary looking men came out of the building,holding heavy ruffles, Luca's men were fast in drawing out their weapons in order to protect their boss. The question about who he was,long answered as its answer was in front of her. Luca was in the Mafia.

My eyes burn on the woman who has more guts than brains for speaking like that to me because I’m her employer. But if she knew who I really am – one of the heads of the Cosa Nostra, then she’d know just how brave or stupid she’s being. My employees live in a different world where the closest they ever get to the mafia is when they watch The Godfather. Shaking my head, I walk to the exit, where Lorenzo and Milo are waiting for me. They’re my guards, and whenever I’m at Vitale Health, my medical supply company, they work in the security room.

Isha said, hurrying her feet toward her. "Rebecca! Your new bodyguard?"Ana asked excitedly. " Ask me and Rose... It sounds exciting but it's the most irritating thing to bear someone continually following you." Isha frowned. "Who's that handsome?" Ana asked, her eyes fixed on Vincent. "Another mafia boss," Isha said under her breath. "Um.. hm," Ana's gaze was still on him. "Ana, he's dangerous." She warned her. She was already hurt, she didn't want her to get herself hurt.

"God... What's that?!" The bad feeling only got stronger. The cars stopped by the building entrance. The guards got out of the cars. The majority of them were huge, with tattoos and sunglasses. They looked horrifying, true mafia men! Then one of them opened the door of the fanciest black car, and he got out: Black Jack, the mafia big boss.

She wrapped her arms around Alexa, and pulled her down the hallway. "What?" Alexa bust out laughing. "Girl you're something else. What the hell was going on back there?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Alexa cackled. "You don't know who that is? You flatter me honestly. That's the body guard of the most ruthless mafia boss in the city." Olivia whispered. "Girl you tripping." Alexa scoffed, not believing a word that Olivia said. "You think I'm lying? What's up with the body guards then?" Olivia asked, trying to convince her.