Mafia Skull 소설 & 이야기

- You are a hypocrite that frankenstein, it was not David Del Valle, you disrespected me first, and I always knew that the damned one is still alive, and I am not sure where you have him, but I do know he is alive. Maria De La Cruz, and her people had undoubtedly gone overboard with their actions again, as they would have bought one more great enemy, but what is a mafia without enemies? They put the Colombian totally naked, they totally changed him, they checked his ears, hair, nails, so that he would not have any secrets, they left him in the Brazilian border to survive as he could, and that was undoubtedly the beginning of the great mafia war, that would have been detonated, thanks to him,

"And books. Do you have books that are not about finance or territory management or whatever it is you people read." "You people," I repeated. "Crime lords." He said it without blinking. "Mafia. Whatever the correct term is." Nikolai made a sound from behind his newsspaper that was close enough to a laugh that both Ace and I looked at him. He did not lower the paper. "There is a library off the main corridor. Mixed collection. Help yourself." Ace nodded. "What else can I ask for." "What else do you want." "My own key to my room."

"Dante Moretti thinks he can dismantle me? Burn my warehouses, millions in arms, drugs, tech, all because of that little Volkov bitch? I should've ended her days ago!" Pavel, the quiet enforcer with a scarred face from too many knife fights, stepped forward cautiously. "Dante's feral now. Raids on the safehouses, the estates, he's hitting everything. Our backups are scattered; suppliers won't answer calls. If we don't release her…"

Sabrina’s POV It's been a few days since the nightmares have resurfaced, and they seem to be growing more vivid and disturbing with each passing night. Today, Michal and I find ourselves in the cozy yet professional office of Dr. Gray, the only medical professional trusted by the mafia. Her role is far from ordinary; she is not just a doctor but a trusted confidant who serves in multiple capacities, including obstetrics and gynecology, personal therapy, and everything else the intricate world of the mafia demands.

"Bianca Whitmore. The singular cub your ledger priced at five million credits." With a slow, dramatic sigh, the mafia boss reaches over to rip the thick burlap sack off my head, holding my shaking torso tightly against his chest armor. Overwhelmed by the sheer wave of primitive fear, my joints stay completely frozen like ice. Hot tears have entirely ruined my face, and my hair is a total, messy disaster.

A few days passed. Damian was discussing some business with Jack in his office. They had managed to capture the culprits who were selling drugs at the event Damian had attended a few days ago but before they could get any useful information, those men slit their throats with razor blades. Jack paced in front of the desk. “Damian, those guys sneaking drugs into the City must be coming from Zach’s Mafia. That’s why they killed themselves.” “Mm-hm, I know,” Damian responded calmly but his eyes held a glint of calculation.

Nico gritted his teeth in anger and banged the table loudly. "We want the money in cash,,,now", Venitia said. "And what if we don't give you", Nico asked. "You don't want to play fair,,,,we won't play fair either", Luca said Marco already drew up his sleeves, preparing for a fight. "Come here", Nico said to one of his gang members and whispered something into his ear. The guy nodded and went in and came out with bags of money containing £60 million naira and dropped it in front of Luca. "Nice doing business with you", Nico said with a fake smile

Savita tai got shocked to see this and signalled his special man to come near her. "You planted the bomb in cars or not." She asked doubted. "Yes i did." He confirmed. "Then did he saw you or else why would he call for the new cars." Savita tai asked perplexed. "What do you think savita tsi if he would've watched me then till the time, we all would have been under the graveyard, six feet under the ground. He is mafia leader after all." "We've got three millions to do this. I can do anything for money." Savita tai said with evil grin.

“But I have other aspirations in life. Becoming a mafia wife was never part of my plan.” “Watch your words when you speak of my son,” Mirella warned without looking at her, her attention fixed on the painting as if each word she spoke was just another stroke of the brush. “Dante isn’t just a simple mafioso, as you say. He is the leader of the ’Ndrangheta. The mere mention of the Bellandi name makes lesser men tremble. Don’t get it twisted, girl.” Her tone was soft, but every syllable carried a sharp edge—a reminder that Svetlana was a foreigner in a world that didn’t belong to her.

She was pretty aggressive with her choice of words whenever she was pissed. "Then tell me because I don't know how I'm going to trust you both now" Ariel said as tears dropped from her eyes. "Shit!" Xaiver cursed inwardly. "It's a long story okay. They were people that paid for their sins" Xaiver said trying to coax Ariel. Actually, those skulls were that of two guys who were the enemy or rather in the opposing Mafia. Though Sebastian was the Don, there were still other Mafias that were opposing him and his reign.