Mafia In The Morning Itzy Novels & Stories

She's just too hard headed. I stuffed my face in the pillow when the girl in the movie was murdered. I don't even know wich girl it is. I don't even understand this movie. Camilla was laughing at me as I hid behind a pillow. Nauseousness washed over me and I felt my breakfast come up. I jumped up and sprinted to the bathroom, Camilla running after me asking what's wrong. As I puked out my breakfast she held my hair up and stroked my back. 'Gracie?' She asked. 'Have you eaten something weird this morning?'

Keenan declared in a happy tone, his face however, contradicting the tone of his own voice as he had a dark look cascading his features. “Pleasure to make your acquaintance Miss Brittney. ” Titus bowed to Ella, showing his chivalrous side and added a slight flirting tone to mix up his words portraying his casanova side. “Brittney Hugh.. I mean Brittney Reeves” Ella reciprocated Titus’s greeting with her own however declaring her alias which she was forced to carry by her stepmother. Titus smirked at her, and pulled Keenan into the crowd of people who were in the middle of the spacious villa dancing to the music, leaving Ella to pounder alone to her thoughts.

“Dumb fucking American Italians.” “A little help then?” Mico said pulling his wrists apart but he was unable to do what Bobby did. Bobby snapped the chain apart, he helped Mico get the silver off his wrists too.

He didn't catch me unlike last time but yet I felt so scared because he was a freaking mafia boss which meant that he could do literally anything to me and that meant killing me in one go I couldn't bear it just the thought of death terrified me and yet I rotlsnr escape from this place that wasn't even sure if I would ever come out alive and I didn't even know what to do next but one thing was for sure, I was going to keep my mouth shut bro increase my chances of living. " Mia," I suddenly heard shooting me back to reality. I turned to see moa dressed in her normal maid's attire with her hair ties up into a pony tail. She looked all vibrant this morning with a charming smile that I wondered

It seemed impossible, yet here she was, held captive and used as bait. She leaned closer to the door, straining to hear as much as she could. The men outside were speaking Italian, and though she didn't understand all of the words, she could make out some key phrases. "...mafia...don Marko..." "...from the Italian mafia..." Her heart hammered as she tried to absorb this new information. So, Marko was involved with the Italian mafia? That would explain some things, but it also filled her with more dread.

“That is also a good way to send my lovely uncle off. I will have that conversation with my family after Maria and Keirah are feeling better. Zio it's time. Luciano turns over to Don Mauro he looks deep into his eyes and speaks to him. “I, Luciano Salvatore Alpha King of the Blood Moon pack, initiate you Don Mauro into the pack for twenty-four hours. And after the twenty-four hours are up, I want you to find your way out and come back here.” Luciano turns to James and smiles. “ My brother and I will be waiting for you.”

" Every mistake costs a price. Just think that you are paying for it in a cruel way. 48 hours is left for you, Miss Stevens. First, 24 hours, you will enjoy all the privilege of becoming the woman of Azrael De Luca. In the next 24 hours, you will see the consequence of insulting the man who can decide someone's fate. Don't try to pull your stubborn ass because this time, you aren't facing the press or the fans. You are facing the Mafia King, Don of Italian Mafias, AZRAEL DE LUCA. ______________ "Wow, Ki! Look, the tabloids are worshipping you like goddess! What happened to them all of sudden?" my assistant Molly A.K.A my best friend giggled happily, scrolling through the latest morning news.

He replied to her, standing from his seat to lean on his table. “How can a living subject be sold off without her own consent?” She inserted air quotes around the sold off. For a moment, Marie forgot she was standing in front of someone affiliated to the greatest and most dangerous Mafia group in the country. But, what did she have to lose? She was already brought here against her own will, and it doesn’t seem like anyone is going to answer the question as to why she’s here.

But as I scrubbed my skin, trying to wash away the feel of his hands, the reality of my situation overwhelmed me. Tears streamed down my face, mingling with the water. I couldn't stop them. I felt dirty, used, and broken. I thought I could escape this life, leave "Titan," the persona I adopted at the club, behind me. But now, I was nothing more than a sex toy for a ruthless mafia boss. A pretty plaything to be used and discarded. I finished the shower quickly, desperate to get out of the sterile, echoing space. I wrapped a towel around my waist and tentatively opened the bathroom door.

As we trudged through the exit, Alessia decided to show up and cause a little trouble. "You disgusting whore, how dare you give out what is mine to another person! You always do things to piss me off."She screamed and I rolled my eyes. She was referring to the mafia which I had handed over to her father. There was no way, and I mean no way on earth, I was going to let her get her hands on the mafia. She was too cunny and pathetic to rule a mafia just like her mother. Sly bitches that wanted nothing but money and fame.