Mafia Seat Mga Nobela at Kwento

Planned murders were common, after all. Liam stood up and went to the seat on which Thomas was sitting upon. Thomas understood what he was asking him to do, he nodded and stood up, giving his chair to Liam. Today, Liam knight got what he wanted, for what he did all the drama of a lover boy. Liam Knight had the reign of the Canadian Mafia in his hands and he was going to rule over it, till the end of his life. He was not going to give up the chair of the head in the near future, the rules of the commission could go to hell. It was his chair now. "The chair is mine now. I know the responsibilities as the head but first I need support in cleaning out Mexicans and the Masked man from our territ

Chandeliers lit up the room, the roof being ordained in murals and paintings. The announcers loud voice boomed into the room when he introduced us. "Mr Ace Hernandez, American mafia and Mrs Alessia Ferrari, Italian mafia." It was still so fucking weird to be called Mrs. I smirked when most of the people in the room turned to look at us. Stares of unbridled fear and trepidation overwhelmed them. What a beautiful sight. It was no secret that we were wed. It was, however, a very dangerous alliance between two of the most formidable mafias in the world. I have to say, at least I wasn't given away to someone who was beneath me.

Lillliana tried to apologize in my behalf to the woman but I pinched her waist thus stopping her from asking for forgiveness which was initiated by Gina herself. "For your kind information, my gentle ladies,"I danced my eyes on each woman present on the round table sipping on the most expensive and aged wine.Her ears perked up to listen to what I had to say more. "I will be taking over my father's position as next mafia ruler of Grayson Gang and Alessandro will be equal to me in terms of having the supreme power whom I think you call a capo de capi here in Italy. I and Alessandro will be the Capos.You know what is plural number in grammar."I tried to sound as regal as a mafia princess must a

Everything is fine now, but the horrible memories of their past will take time to burry under the weight of their fresh memories. Every generation of their family had to see something horrible. He just wants their next-generation, will never experience such things. Next Morning:- It was Theo’s ceremony to take over the title of British Mafia King. All the mafias were present there because it was the ceremony held by the King of Kings. Some Mafias were there to talk with Seb about the next King of Kings. Many were even ready to fight with Seb if he tries to deny their demands. Ethan, Georgia, and Vivaan were standing in between the other mafias and were smirking after hearing their talks.

superciliousness, and cynicism, all of which exude negative energy. Despite his scintillating and resplendent appearance, his activities are dreary and hideous, and he is regarded as the worst human being people might ever encounter. His profession and character have earned him the hatred of those who have encountered him, as he engages in merciless killings, portraying the worst form of selfishness as a mafia leader who delights in darkening the lives of others. Jacob Kyler is a 29-year-old man who has gained notoriety as one of the most powerful mafia leaders in Washington DC, recognized both locally and internationally for his influence and authority in the underworld. He possesses a str

Although Maria De La Cruz did not like the tone of the order, there was no time for silly fights, so she obeys and gives the order, she gets a little nervous, but she will try to hide it. David Del Valle, Pablo Altamirano and his hitman Lautaro Nicolas Romero enter through the main door. Maria De La Cruz, receives them in silence, and orders them to bring the corresponding seats for them. David, looks at her penetratingly, but not with love, but with challenge, perhaps she had gone a little too far with her haughty movements. She does not lower her gaze to her boss, but anyway she keeps it with respect, she does not try to challenge him at all, finally they all sit down and three more gang m

"Tell him you'll fix it on your part, make something up. I'm trying to take care of you, that one or the other boot lickers is trying to overtake you." "I don't want you to take care of me! And that's the most twisted definition I've ever heard of caring for someone!" "Well, it's about time you realized I'm a little twisted. Mina, you're just getting to know what this whole world is about. If you let me, I can show you everything, as long as you go carefully and follow my every precaution." Your world. The business one. The mafia. The money guys. Politics. The power one.

Third Person Pov: Thomas Allen is one of the most ruthless leaders in the mafia gang Hayden Wren heads. Its known as 'Python'. Recently, there's been a fued between the two, hence; Thomas moved to Dubai. The members of the gang thought things would dissolve over time... but it didn't. Communication seized between the two for the past two years. Now, Thomas is back to set things right.

Mafia Meeting Rafael and his men arrive and sit in the leader's chair. Many of them did not want Rafael to be the leader; he had inherited the chair, which only his family members sat in. His face was expressionless, and he stared coldly at everyone. Everyone looked up to him; some were scared of him, and some despised him. Only one of them was his competitor, and he thought he deserved this chair. Andrew Wood "So the leader is finally over his tough day; maybe now he can focus on work," said Andrew Wood.

" I yelled, my words hanging in the air like a threat. Just then, I saw the Triplet Mafia men walking towards me, their black tuxedos exuding an aura of confidence and elegance. "What's going on?" I asked curiously. One of them spoke, his voice firm. "You have violated our code of conduct. You lied about your address and now you're acting dumb." I shrugged, feigning nonchalance. "Hey... Are you mad about just a simple lie? We lie all the time, don't we? After all, we are mafias!" I said, raising my hands in the air.