Mafia In The Morning Itzy Novels & Stories

It would make people look down on her but she was stronger than she looked. Both girls charged towards the men and successfully beat them all. Talisa looked at the young lady with a smile on. She felt so refreshed that she didn't mind smiling, maybe it's because she had successfully vented her anger and frustration on people. It's been a long time since she sincerely smiled. "I'm Talisa. Talisa Wauter" She extended her hand for a shake and the young lady excitedly took it. "Tiana Valeria Accardi" "Accardi sounds like a first name for someone in the Italian Mafia. I've heard it before, Is that your family?" Talisa says sincerely curious, but then most people would choose not to reply such que

Mike immediately walked in and closed the door behind him. "Boss, You were right..." he replied extending a tabloid towards Nathan. The tabloid had some of the recorded videos. "Michael is back..." Nathan's eyes narrowed as he saw the footage on the screen. Michael Grayson, aka Gaga, was like a sworn enemy to Nathan, leading one of the mafia gang in Italy. He was both dangerous and ruthless. Though Nathan was also related to the mafia, he always had his hands clean. Unlike him, Michael's gang deals with all sorts of illegal activities. Killing, smuggling improper contents were his normal businesses.

I am betting on strategy. The nightclub this weekend? A good idea. I will scout the sharks. And perhaps catch a big fish. Auracio – Italy I wake up, as always, before dawn. Two naked female bodies are still sprawled on either side of me. Remnants of last night. A celebration evening, after sealing a historic deal with the American mafia boss. A pact that will bring me billions. I am Auracio Ferrari, the head of the Italian mafia. My name makes people tremble. I am a king without a crown, a God without faith. Anyone who betrays me signs their death warrant.

no, activate for me. Hello My Prince, Good evening sir, Good evening my Prince. Sir, I was kidnapped this night by the group they called themselves the Mafia. They couldn’t execute me as they were contracted to do I want to find out if it could be possible to go to the scene with me tomorrow so that you can brief the media.

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Simone's voice roared in the entire room, sending shivers down the occupant’s spine. Shane and Shanzy weren't immune to her tone, but the couple who was still reeling in shock stared at the other than at Simone, for confirmation that they weren't dreaming. This Mafia Girl wasn't someone normal. She was a stylish Mafia Girl born to kill not just with her hands but with her beauty. "Get off me, jerk!" Alice pushed Rex aside who glared at her, still holding his hand. It had a cut in the middle, but nothing serious which will kill the guy.

Chapter 19 Enzo's I hurled the glass fiercely at the wall, the loud crash instantly echoing in my office as it shattered into countless sharp pieces. My hands shook violently, my chest felt tight with pure rage and something else I desperately didn’t want to admit or name. Tomorrow was the night of the full moon; only one day was left now, and if I didn’t manage to bond with Noah, he would be overwhelmed by agonizing pain—a ripping, unbearable torment caused by the mate bond.

Her fingers hovered over the keyboard. Then she typed. Thomas Ledger. Nothing useful appeared. Mostly business articles and property acquisitions. She frowned. Then she tried another name. Damien. Several results appeared. Her pulse quickened. She clicked one of the older articles. The headline alone made her stomach tighten. The article described a notorious underworld figure wanted by multiple agencies. There were references to organized crime, international investigations, and countless rumors surrounding his rise to power. What surprised her most was the lack of photographs. There wasn't a single clear image.

I am truly blessed to have him in my life. A black jeep screeches to a halt in front of the entrance, sending spirals of dust into the air. Tore and Rose are here. I walk down the staircase and open the passenger door to see my sister all dolled up and smiling. Her blonde hair is styled in beautiful curls and she is wearing perfume. My lips lift into a smile, I can see that she is having fun with the money I sent her and mother. The mafia pay well but I have to be honest, work is not all a bed of roses here. In fact, work as a member of the mafia is brutal.

“Oh, but it is. And it’s about to go viral. Rita—that name ring any bells?” My throat tightens. I stare at the frozen image on the screen. Rita. The news anchor’s voice from the clip begins to play, crisp and merciless. “Sources confirm that Aaron King facilitated the sale of Rita M., a twenty-one-year-old woman, to the Italian mafia. Photographic evidence shows the handshake finalizing the deal…” “No!” I gasp, shaking my head violently. “He wouldn’t—he couldn’t—”