Mafia's Caged Poppy Novels & Stories

"I have every right to do as I please with you because I own you, and your Rosa must have made you come here to pay her debt." "Debt? That's impossible," I angrily shouted, panting heavily. "Nana can never owe a monster like you, let alone have anything to do with one!" "Your Nana, or should I say the infamous Donna Rosa, former mafia lord and leader of The—" Kael began. As Kael's words echoed in my mind, I felt like I was drowning. My Nana, a mafia lord? It couldn't be true. She was always so kind, so gentle. Could those same hands have pulled triggers, and ordered hits?

He extended his arm while showing the red mark from her hit. Clara rolled her eyes, "Can you be a little more serious? Something bad is happening, and you're still worried about your reddened arm?" "Come on, the mission is well planned, and I know exactly what to do there. I won't attack Liam and his troops in Canada. In fact, I'm not tasked with attacking ElWagner's headquarters because Rafael has arranged a team from a mafia network led by Mikael Williams." "Who is Mikael Williams?" Clara furrowed her brow upon encountering another unfamiliar name in Lucas's story.

Instead, she averted her eyes, looking around the dark and musty warehouse, studying each empty stained crate, anything to take her mind off the wet squelch of blood and the seemingly endless screaming. “I think it’s time you answered some questions.” With her hands covering her ears, Vin’s voice sounded muffled, but Callie listened nonetheless. “I already know you’re the one flooding my streets with drugs,” said Vin, his tone bored and detached. “ I’m willing to let that slide.” Callie almost scoffed out loud at Vin’s words. This is what he thought letting things slide was? If yes, then she didn’t want to know how the mafia boss would react if something worse happened.

“Are you okay?” Poppy fell into another awful daydream. Rafael’s voice jolted her awake again. “I’m ... fine ....” She lies! Poppy’s current emotional state is far from good. She was terrified when she realized she had made a dangerous contract with a man who would become the head of the mafia. “I’m sorry, Rafael. I have to go inside right now. Robin will look for me if I’m gone too long.” Poppy said goodbye right away to avoid suspicion because she couldn’t hold her nerve anymore. She rose up without waiting for an answer and moved her feet away from her brother-in-law.

“Uncle Bogun wants revenge on Bobby Vincenzio for his role in the Velvet Handcuffs raid. He wants Bobby dead.” I let out a curse under my breath. ” Absolutely not. We can’t afford to lose Bobby. We need the Outfit to distribute my cocaine. Revenge isn’t profitable. We need Bobby alive for now. If he doesn’t agree to our alliance, then we’ll have to use brute force and take down the Vincenzio family and the Outfit.” “Misha, I need you to look into selling illegal marijuana here.” I tell Misha. “Didn’t you know weed is legal here.” Maxim says with a smile.

Not a single sound or cough out of her. Micah chuckled. “You work for the Italian Mafia, correct? You recently shut down some vampires trafficking drugs to humans?” “Yeah. Their drugs fucked with the humans in ways that was calling attention to the drug and what was in it. It also made their blood undrinkable, rendering the humans worthless. Doesn’t matter if you’re vampires, humans, or werewolves. You cross the mafia and try to make money out of businesses we have our hands in without permission, shit happens.” I took another drag and fed it to Auri again, her head still back as I held her chain tight. I had to fucking sell it and I hated every minute of it. She was starting to relax in my

Italy was more favourable than I had expected. I couldn't believe that the White Mafia was the brain behind the Trojan Cartel. I met their Lord who seemed delighted to see me. "Good! You took great care of Romano's empire. He didn't make a mistake choosing you over his greedy sons," Lord Simba said as he stuck out his hand for a handshake. I was surprised that he knew so much about me. He must be one of my father's allies. I thought. Above all, the deal to deliver 500 tons of poppy pods succeeded. I signed the multi millionaire deal and I was on my way back home to make necessary arrangements for the stock delivery.

he walked gently, taking steady steps along the borders of the rooftop. "I am Dylan Cross, the Pope, leader, don and godfather of a mafia cartel known as 7 Daggers. I wasn't born into the business nor did I inherit the position or succeed any predecessor. I built the cartel from the ground all the way up to its present status. "I have seen the two sides of existence, life and death. I have seen glory and the gutter. I have seen loyalty and betrayal. I have seen love and I have seen hate. I have made men and I have slain men. I have seen the smallest spark burn down an empire. I have seen the smallest man bring down an emperor.

I waited to hear a third new voice, but after a short time of not hearing anything, I realized what was different about this room. "We ain't stealin' kidneys or nothin'! We're here to help y'all out," Poppy announced, taking her key ring back from Mia's hand without any resistance, "All I need is yer name and Ultimate if ya got one." Poppy had taken the lead in the information briefing, and her newly returned chipper mood was met by the new guy's mood spiking up as well.

G R A C E P O V We stood in front of the big mansion of 'Family Antoïni' in Italy. My legs were shaking, my hands were clammy and my body was sweating like I was walking through a desert. I felt like dying. I didn't know if I could do that. I seriously doubted it. My leg wasn't healed completely yet from the bullet wound and they were also weak from the nerves. If Giovanni wasn't holding me up I would have sacked through my legs already.