Novel & Cerita Mafia Dazai

Ken answered, “As long as you’re with me you’ll be safe.” “Why is that?” I asked. “I am one of the most feared Mafia leaders out there,” he smirked,”Only the stupid people dare to mess with me.” “Okay then,” I mutter. “We’re here,” Cole announced. “Lets party,” Dexter cheered. We got out of the car, and I looked at the big house in front of me. “Jesus you guys must be billionaires,” I gaped. "What did u expect,” Ken clarified. We walked into the house, and I was surprised to see everyone look so……classy.

She looks like a dark queen. Cade’s sharp, dark eyes move with rapid, calculated precision across the ballroom floor, cutting through the elite crowd until they land directly on me. I don't look away. Instead, I pointedly shift my gaze across the room toward where Anthony Scarfo is standing at the bar. Cade’s eyes follow my line of sight. The moment his gaze locks onto the Scarfo don, his handsome face transforms, going completely hard as stone. The luxury charity party has vanished. The room has officially transformed into a deadly mafia standoff, and I am sitting right in the center of the crosshairs.

Until he reached near the end: Marco DeSanti – Shared Sky (Sun and Moon) Symbol: Shattered Wheel Status: Claimed Alessandro felt a lump in his throat. He had taken Marco’s life. In the chapel, during the eclipse. It wasn’t merely punishment; it was part of something bigger—a ritual. He kept turning the pages. In transit Symbol: Withheld Event: Incomplete No name. No status. He flipped the page and hesitated. The last entry was sealed with wax, marked by a black seal that bore the same symbol the priestess had drawn in Marco’s blood.

He was sitting on the couch, as if waiting for her to wake up. Eva recalls last night how this man brutally murdered a man, and hatred has filled her heart. Eva looks into his eyes. “So it was true that you are associated with the mafia; then why didn't you agree when I asked the question?” Rafael laughs “You asked the wrong question, baby girl.” Rafael gets up and walks slowly towards her, and Eva tries hard to free herself. “No need to lie. I saw your cruelty last night.” “When did I say that I am not related to the mafia, but I am not only related to the mafia, but I am a MAFIA KING myself, baby girl?”

No one else would dare. I had escaped my father but I just basically went from frying pan to fire. Hakan was Scorpion, there was no doubt about it. I was in the arms of the deadliest and most feared mafia boss in the whole country and maybe further than that.

"Then it turns out Harper was only a spy" Valerie gasped "And the reason why he came was because of Rachael" Madam Zuna continued "Who's Rachael?" Valerie asked "Falcon's wife, mother of the three siblings" Madam Zuna replied "Then....my father came because of her? Why?" Valerie asked "You see? Being a Mafia can be dangerous Valerie, I mean your opponents will try whatever to bring you down, and if they can't get you, they go for your weakness, that's how things work here"

Natalie’s POV “Are you 100% sure Lucien?” He frowned slightly before finally answering me… “Ok fine…I heard you…” “Good…where are you headed after now?” “Uh I’ll just head out for a while. I have some things to take care of then I’ll be back home in a short while…” “What’s it about?” “It’s just business matters…” “Business? Lucien?” “Mafia business…between me and Don Nichole… you have nothing to worry about trust me…”

In a flash, the driver rambled an apology and ignited the engine. It was always a ritual to remind him though he already knew he had to ignite the entire. I love being assertive and controlling towards other people. I wanted people to quiver just by the mere mention of my name on their lips. Fuck, I was Stefano Morelli, the capo dei capi of the most powerful Italian American mafia. People were supposed to cower by my feet. I love the fear and power that came with my appearance. The limousine drove on the busy California road with my capos closely tailgating at me.

Niccolo blinked. "Señor" He asked in confusion. (Translation: Sir?) "Di el nombre." Zavier ordered. (Translation: Say the name.) "Daisy Dukes." Niccolo repeated, uncertain. Zavier nodded slowly. "Trabaja en mi casa, en la finca. Desde que me convertí en líder de la mafia en México. Desde antes de todo. Cocinaba.

There was no wonder I didn't know about Xavier Hill. The infamous Mafia Boss of American territory known as DarZ. Even the top mafias trembled at the name of Xavier Hill. While being the god boss of all underground activities, nobody has seen the face of Xavier Hill. I can't believe I'm with him , under his sexy body.