Novel & Cerita Mafia In The Morning Itzy

A statement to the world that Dante Vieri, the once-feared mafia leader, was now a man defined by his love for his family. Izzy stood in their bedroom, adjusting the sleek, sapphire-blue gown she’d chosen for the event. The dress complemented her effortlessly radiant appearance, a testament to the confidence she’d gained over the years by Dante’s side. Behind her, Maya stood in front of a mirror, adjusting the bow on her dress, her six-year-old excitement evident in her glowing smile. “Mommy, do I look pretty?” Maya asked, spinning in place. Izzy crouched down to her level, fixing a strand of her hair. “You look stunning, my love. The most beautiful little girl in the world.”

Their expressions turned serious at once. They finally understood: I wasn’t some lost, weak princess waiting to be “taken in.” I wasn’t a lonely girl Sophia could destroy. I was Mia. The woman who controlled the new Italian Quarter shipping lines. The woman none of their families could afford to anger. I stood and walked to the floor‑to‑ceiling window. Beneath me lay the richest, most dangerous streets in the city. Mafia bosses. Old money. Greed. Betrayal. A million secret deals happening in the dark.

A Russian mobster who showed up with a business opportunity for my company. I just wanted to grow up and this idiot painted me paradise with all the papers he needed. I researched it without foreseeing that they could be bought from my own researchers. And I fell into the trap. Now, to try to get it off me, I have to put Mendes ' heads in return. And I'm ready for it. To betray those who gave me the opportunities to grow. I open my eyes before the alarm goes off. Mina has fallen asleep next to me and is struggling to wake up after the second beep that my cell phone gives.

I kept our cute selfie as the wallpaper of my lock screen. During the evening, we headed back to the hotel. We freshened up and sat to talk about the gangs. I said in my business tone, "If we want to make the Gladiolus and the Blemish the most powerful Mafia in the world, we need to merge them." Vayden nodded. "No doubt about that." "We will be the king and queen, so we don't even need to worry about that. But the question is, which name will the gang use?"

I continued to lay on my bed and stared up at the plain wall of my ceiling and continued to go over all of the moments that i lived last night but before I could even come up with anymore thoughts that surrounded around last night, I heard my phone ping bringing me back into reality and quickly slithered my hand around my bed in search of my phone but when I couldn’t find it, I huffed in frustration, making me get from bed and began to shake off the blankets causing my phone to fall to the floor. Rolling my eyes, I bent over and picked it up. Walking into the bathroom as I unlocked my phone with furrowed eyebrows as I saw the unknown number that had sent me a text message. I debated opening

👿 Daniel watched her leave… and a faint smile appeared on his lips. “That’s exactly what I want…” he murmured. “I want you to be strong.” “To fight.” “Because the path we’re walking on…” “…is filled with dangers.” 🔥 His expression darkened. “There may come a time… when I’ll have to stand against you.” “And that day— you’ll have to stand strong.” “Because you’re not just anyone…” “You are the Queen of a Mafia King.” 👿👸🔥

His words were filled with solemnity. He stretched out his muscular structured arms, and an assistant hidden in the dark revealed himself. “Boss.” “Prepare an identity alias for me.” “Boss, what type of identity?” His assistant was confused for a while, aren’t they done with tonight's Mission and are supposed to head back to the USA now? “It must have something to do with the club, probably a bartender.” “Oh… got it boss!” He retreated into the shadows the next moment. James walked and took a glass of grape wine that had been on a tray for a while, and took a sip, chuckling mischievously.

Chloe's POV Waah! This is amazing. I wonder if it exactly going to be a deal or something else. It's better not to be a trap. Why is he staring at me? I tilted my head and keep on the staring competition After staring for a good minute he spoke. "You may know who I am.", he said. "Of Course, I know. Dave Castello, the next mafia king and the current Vice President of the Castello Family's corporation. The one that White Current wants to work with."

“What? People are willing to pay a huge amount of money for organs… body parts, you name it. Matteo makes good money from it.” Elena narrowed her eyes in disbelief. “Good money?” No, Raven was crazy. She had to be. “Look, I don't really care what Matteo does, as long as I'm not in his way, I'm good.” Her mind reeled. She thought about Jayden. “Do you know anyone named Jayden?” Elena asked before she could even stop herself. “Jayden?” She chuckled. “No one really keeps their names in here for up to a month. With time their names change. It helps with identification and what not.”

"No! How can I just climb on your back? Moreover, there's an injury on your arm." JK yells, "Just shut up and do as I say!" "No, I won't! Why are you showing me mercy now?" "I have never seen a stubborn girl like you." Grabbing her hand forcefully, he makes her lean on his back. "This man, seriously! How long are you going to force me? Will you ever let me live peacefully? When will you stop all this?" "When you love me more than I do." "I'll never fall for you." "You won't have to do it, baby. It will happen automatically. Just wait and see." "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Walk as soon as possible; I'm so hungry." "It's high time to learn how to control your hunger." "Yah, I've never seen a stupid