Novel & Cerita Mafia Madman

he said. “Shut up” I said angrily and whipped him hard on his bare flesh. The thorns on the whip peeled off his flesh and I could see his inner skin and bone. Mateo and Marco cringed and closed their eyes, refusing to watch the horrible sight. “Open your eyes and see how I deal with the people that dares to betray me” I commanded them and they opened their eyes. “I'm the Mafia Lord. The one and only Antonio Romano. No one dares to betray me” I screamed and angrily started whipping Luca all over his body, tearing his flesh with each whip and soon his body became a bloody mess.

Tock… My mind drifted to all places as I tried to come up with a decent way could describe myself in front of the shrink who looked like she was more interested in stripping naked in front of me than hearing whatever it was that was going to come out of my mouth. And everything my mind touched had a hint of savagery and madness in it. And blood. “I am a mafia.” I blabbered. Kim’s eyes widened with horror before her lips parted slightly, then she carefully drew in her breath before giving a thoughtful nod and jotting something on her iPad. A calm reaction? That’s a first. Normally, people shit themselves before I could even say a word. And once they found out who I was, they passed out clean.

They both looked malnourished and almost dead. " Why are you here again, you monster?" Marhoni asked weakly, over the past few weeks he had come to know exactly the kind of man Nahil was. He was more dangerous than they could ever Imagine, he deceived all of them by claiming to be just a mafia Lord but he was more dangerous than that. He was the head of the Mathux, a group that is dreaded in the whole of America because of its ruthlessness and they are involved in all activities and never let anyone get away from them. Massimo and Marhoni had crossed his bottom line and they would pay for it. " You don't seem happy to see me Marhoni," he said mockingly, sitting in front of them.

- I need your loyalty, because I can't do it alone, but I can't allow myself to be betrayed either. - Okay, start by telling me who Maria De La Cruz is, the beautiful Mexican who saved my life, and it wasn't by chance. - I won't tell you much, but I will tell you a little at a time. But let's make it mutual. Do you know who your daddy is? - Yes, a former hitman, and right hand of the most mafia doctor in Latin America. - Very well, you have accepted reality, congratulations, and me? do you know who I am?

He remained steady, while staring at me, his grey well combed hair which was combed backwards on his head. His round face, hooded eyes, chubby face, yet still one of the notorious, he always got what he wanted, he wasn’t quite aware about who he was playing with. I am the mother Fxcker no one wants to mess with. Dante Moritto, he would be dead by now, and away from the face of the earth, but even a person like me, who isn’t scared of anything, not even death had something I was scared of, and it is a human, my little nun.

Mike's POV My meeting with Nate was not as bad as I thought it would be. I didn't know him before now but seeing how he was able to get my contact for him to reach out to me. It simply means he is a very dangerous man and he can get anything he wants. Thinking about it now, that's not so far-fetched from what a mafia can do. Nothing goes hidden in their watch except for something they lack interest in. I need to get informants like his for myself.

, Henry stuttered. " You wanted me to keep updated with one month old news. Woah! ", Damion taunted Henry. Damion, the second biggest dangerous man after Abeer in the Mafia world. He always tried to snatch that first position from Abeer but never got a chance for that. He doesn't believe in kindness neither in saying that have patience and time will show you the result. He believes in deciding on the spot and get the result as soon as possible. There is no point in waiting for miracle and that something finally good happens to a person after struggling and facing a lot of hurdles in their life.

They were taken in by the elderly man in a grand mansion that resembled a palace. There, Aleah noticed numerous men in suits surrounding the estate. She discovered that her grandfather was no ordinary businessman—he was the leader of a powerful mafia group in Italy. His real name was Antonio De Luna. At the mansion, Antonio recounted the reason he hadn't been with Aleah's mother for 20 years. He was once the Alpha of a pack, but an unexpected tragedy struck, leading to the death of most of his pack members. He was blamed for failing to protect them from a deadly epidemic. The only ones he had managed to save were his own family. This incident was why he never formed another wolf pack, nor wa

I was fifth, which wasn’t bad considering I’d only been in the game for six years. He also had a natural advantage; he was a man in a world that still thought women couldn’t pull a trigger without crying about it. But if we were talking merit? I’d be top three. I’d never missed a mark. Not once. "Rave, please think this through," he said, leaning back against the driver’s seat with a sigh that sounded more like defeat. "This guy isn’t like the suits you usually put down for cash. He’s not some banker screwing his secretary or a wannabe thug flashing a Glock to feel untouchable. Dominic Sokolov is the fucking Mafia King. The most dangerous one to ever crawl out of the underworld. He’s bad new

I gave a nervous laugh "Jones and Harry. Seize the traitor of a beast!" Both men took out their guns but instead aimed it at me. "W-What?" I asked confused "I said Ferro, not me!" "Sorry Boss." Jones clicked the hammer "We only take orders from Damanico." "Damanico?" I asked in horror "What madness is this?" "The fact that your mafia has been playing you all along." a voice said and a figure walked calmly through the door in a black shirt and jeans "D-D-Da..." I was stuttering as I took a few steps backwards