Mafia's Angel Novels & Stories

I stepped inside without wasting time and took my seat. He was sitting far away from me, smoking his cigarette.I didn't dare to look up. There was pin drop silence inside the car. My head was spinning by the thought of what will they do to me. Will they keep me as a maid ? Or they'll beat me up or even worse. I have seen in some of the movies, how the nasty mans treat a girl. Watching these people almost killing my dad made a sense to why my mom and dad were so afraid of them and specially Dean. He looks like a young businessman by looks but what I saw earlier made me think he is a mafia and my conclusion can't be wrong as no one would simply have a army of men of their own with guns. At tha

Eren is the baby of the group, or the mother of the group, he makes sure they don't do too much shit. But again you don't want to see him angry. "Someone over there is looking for our Queen of the mafia" Mavis mumbled while pointing at Angelo making him roll his eyes Mavis is known as the Gamer and killer of the mafia his a little bit like Kelvin but he smiles and does not always glare at people. "Queen, the mafia has a Queen now?" Peter asked "Not yet, I'm not married to her yet, " Angelo said slowly Peter grins at him before placing a hand on his shoulder

, until he had the courage, but that wasn't exactly what happened, so everything there came down to courage. So, I did it, I liked it and I continued, at that point, I literally felt like continuing, I didn't want to jump from one branch to another, it would be exclusive, it was better than being a whore who is shared by three fantastic creatures, and an eternal old whore of a casino. Meanwhile in the Hells casinos angels City of Pleasures Guilt Nights The lord of the casino, Angels Night, the blond, Greek gentleman who came from a traditional Greek mafia in the city, was worried that his son would fall into the hands of some angel pope.

“I kissed a stranger at a party when I was supposed to be investigating the mafia. But that’s all it was.” I adjusted and continued, “I know it's wrong, but believe me, it was a reckless decision. A mistake.” Cyrus’s stare didn’t budge. “That stranger wasn’t a stranger, Angel. Intel confirms the man was the Mafia Don.” The words cracked through me like a whip. Even though I knew, hearing it out loud made me flinch. Still, I couldn’t let him see the truth seeping through my skin. I leaned forward, pressing the cuffs against the steel table.

Whose hand is this? Angel knows that their maid does not just enter her room, so whose hand is it? It couldn't be a thief; that wasn't possible because he found out that she was only in the house, so he dared to enter her house. Angel held that hand tightly so that it wouldn't let go, and she flipped it with all her might, even though it was heavy. Her father is a general of the police, so it is not impossible that she knows this simple way of self-defence because, as the daughter of a general, even if she's a woman, and even if she's not a police officer or will be a police officer, it is still necessary for her to be ready to defend herself because not only her father is the one who is app

she says with a hint of sadness. "Well?" Angel finally speaks. "How do I put this......" mama drags out. "We as a family are running the Italian Mafia"

"Be careful tonight, Cassandra. This crowd isn't as civilized as it pretends." Then he was gone, swallowed by the crowd with his entourage trailing behind. I stood there, pulse racing, champagne soaking into the hem of my dress. What the hell was that? "Making friends?" Ruby appeared beside me, her voice dripping with mockery. She looked perfect in red silk, playing the role of Roglas princess like she was born for it. "That was Rafael Montez. Mafia boss. Very dangerous. Very off-limits." My stomach twisted. Mafia. "Uncle Javin would have a stroke if he saw you talking to him," Ruby continued, examining her nails. "The Montez family and our... associates have a complicated history. Stay away

Angel glanced between the two men and shrugged. “What I needed to, to get Jordan on board. His dad will not follow me, he will fight, but I can make short work of him if he keeps on. So, I told Jordan about the last man who thought I was just a supposed pretty face.” Damian lifted a brow but it was Antonio who answered. “The worst part about what Angel did to that man was cut off his dick.” Damian glanced back at Angel who only shrugged again. “I’m not a good woman, I belong to the mafia, my sins run deep and the blood I have spilled runs like a river. You can go, if you like, you wouldn’t be the first,” she told him in all honesty.

I couldn't deny it any longer—I was being weak, allowing Angel to talk to me rudely and stop me from going out, and my own silence was complicit in his actions. Angel, was not only a powerful figure in the mafia but also a man who knew how to manipulate and control. Over the month, I had become accustomed to his brash behavior, his sharp tongue, and his complete disregard for my feelings. But now, as I stared at my reflection, something in me had changed. I am the daughter of a mafia!

"I don't stay here all the time. I travel a lot; I came to L.A. regarding a deal when I first saw you." "Oh. You're full of surprises. But why kill people?" "Hmm... No, I'm a very dangerous person, Angelina. I just like to keep the fear of my name constant in a person's mind. I am a bad person, too bad for someone like you." "Why—" I dreaded asking the question, but continued anyway, "Why don't you leave this behind?" "Leave what?" His gaze snapped to mine, and he replied curtly. "This. The mafia business, or whatever you call it. It's bad, Danzel. Killing is bad. You are not doing any good if you keep killing people, good or bad, it doesn't matter."