Mafia's Love: Left Me No Way Out Mga Nobela at Kwento

Later in the Mafia meant never and Mr Walter knew this , Zayn walked to his car and I watched through the window as he walked briskly and angry , I was aware I made him angry earlier on but obviously this had nothing to do with me . Zayn got into his car and zoomed up leaving behind a very thick air of carbon monoxide , I sat back on my bed wondering what had made him that angry. As Zayn drove on he was thinking about the news he just heard , it had was a normal thing for men in the mafia to be found laying dead by the road side but this had never happened to someone in his own mafia , this sort of this happens whenever there is a blooming war between two different mafia and it ends up very

I said "Arora" dad said "You're going to quit and stop seeing him," Felix said "Are you fucking serious right now?" I asked him "I won't let you get hurt again," Dad said "You say that but yet if you do this you'd not only hurt me you'll hurt my daughter," I said "We're trying to protect you he's in the fucking mafia. The strongest mafia!" Dad said "My fucking soul. You're in the mafia! You actually thought I'm an idiot? You are the Don of the Italian mafia Dad. They keep hunting us because you are the head. Mom died because of this stupid mafia!" I yelled

“I'm—I’m sorry, I just need to figure myself out. I'm trying to adapt—” “Take your time, if you need anything, just let me know. And yes, I'll be waiting for you outside on the lawn,” he adds and walks away. I just had to apologize, regardless I'm under him and I need him to me safe in a strange place as this, I can't mange things on my own because the boss and his men are definitely a Mafia organization, but the boss referred to it as ‘Critically Dangerous Community’, I had to join the pieces to get things straight in my head.

In return, he would hand over the special medication to Vito. I picked up the pen and signed my name on the agreement. Every stroke of the pen was a clean, ruthless cut. After signing, I didn't go back to the Luca family estate. Instead, I headed to the nightclub I used to frequent. I drowned myself there for three days straight. I knocked back one glass of hard liquor after another and danced on the floor until my body gave out. I tried to numb myself with alcohol. At one point, a man reeking of booze stepped in front of me, reaching for my waist. "Hey, gorgeous. All alone? How about you keep me company for a dance?"

“Oh, and by the way, my brother was so moved by your epic love story with Clara, he’s included her as a ‘bonus’ in the deal. She’s being packaged and sent with you to the jungle. You two can be together forever.” I watched as the light in Enzo’s eyes shattered, replaced by absolute terror and despair. “No. No!” He began to smash his head against the bulletproof glass, blood streaming down his face. “Stella! You can’t do this to me! We made a blood oath!” “We have no marriage certificate. By the laws of the mafia, I have no connection to you.” I buttoned my coat, turned, and walked away without a shred of pity. “I hope you and your perfect love enjoy your time in the southern jungle. Forever.

I clenched my fists. My nails dug into my palms. I didn't explain. I didn't defend myself. I just walked out and closed the door behind me. Luna shot me a look over Felix's shoulder as I left. Triumphant and pitying all at once. She had proven her point. Against her, the "first love," I was nothing. Luna pretended to struggle for breath for a while longer. Then, when the door clicked shut, she gradually calmed down.

— I love Sheldon. I just smiled. — How long have you and Enzo been married? —No, we are not married. He has a wife in Napoli. Me and my big mouth. - I understand. “Like you and Signore Ravazzani,” she continued, as if I needed further explanation. — No, I understand. —Mafia men were not known for their monogamy. —More prosecco? Standing, I took the bottle to our table and filled our glasses. Just two mafia lovers, hanging out on a yacht, drinking together. It happens every day, right?

This is getting interesting " she adjusted her sitting position. "I met a young lady ,we fell in love. She wanted to establish my knowledge into money. I was in a place that I would do anything to make sure I own her, that she remains mine. I informed my brothers ,after years of no communication with them, I told them my research findings. They insisted I should get her involve if that was her idea "told her and she agreed. She later insisted we cut ties with my brothers. I actually did. I left Naples and proposed to her, it got complicated after that "

"Blood that I shed because of you, to protect you, to show my damn love for you, so please forgive me if I can't get over you and love another person and forgive me if I'm obsessed with you and forgive me if it's hurting me and breaking me seeing you move on with so many other women but I don't have where to go to, I don't have a muster point, this is the only choice I have. So when Ivy finds out about all of this, I hope you can let go easily just like how you want me to let go of everything and I hope you know that Mafia can never mix with ordinary and she will never want to be with you and I hope you can let go of your child as well and I hope you can let go if you don't tell her what she

Nia and Caterina turned sharply towards the voice, and Nia’s breath caught in her throat. Massimo stood at the doorway, his expression dark and unreadable, his gaze moved between the two of them. Nia’s stomach churned violently. This was it. This was how it would all end. Their love story—if she could even call it that—was doomed before it had a chance to truly begin. The forbidden love between the Mafia and his enemy’s daughter, could have been a hit story.