Mafia: The Old Country の小説・ストーリー

Xavier stated twirling his spaghetti around his fork "I'll take you there one day." "I'd be honored." I smiled "What exactly do you do you know where?" "Everything a normal mafia does." Xavier said to me softly and I looked around to make sure no one was listening "We're the biggest and most deadly mafia in Italy. We don't deal with drugs though. We leave that out the mix but we do everything else." "You kill people then?" I asked shyly

You sure you really want to know I don’t think you’re mom will want me to. "Tell me.’ "There’s a lot of things you kids don’t know about me, Raven and Luca." He placed his arm around her hugging her. "We have been fighting for years Luca’s father wanted Italy." "Where is his father?" "Dead. I shot him." "Oh." "Don’t be mad at me princess it’s just how the Mafia works." "You and Luca are the Mafia." "We are. Luca wanted an alliance I refused but we made a deal they he could see his son as long as he stayed away from your mother."

Growing up, my life wasn’t a fairytale despite what it may have looked like, my parents were wealthy and I needed or wanted nothing but their attention, their love, and their gentleness unfortunately though those words were not in my parents vocabulary instead they used violence and had both me and my brother growing up around petty thieves and criminals which is why when I decided to leave my childhood home I promised myself that i would never get involved with anything like that ever again. “Cole Jones?” I suddenly ask in a low whisper as my eyes continue to look down at him, his smirk still present on his lips but his eyes were following my co-worker who apparently ran out without sputter

“You should have done your research beforehand. Perhaps you won’t fail stealing from another mafia.” He grunted. “Who are you?” She finally withdrew her gun and squatted down to his level. The confidence of this woman was beyond me. “Allow me to introduce myself. La regina. The queen of the mafia.” His chuckle was taunting yet with desperation. “There is no queen in the mafia.”

Aleena and sukoon meet their friends and they all talk with each other they do lots of gossips and aarav vihaan on the other side sits together and watch their wives Vihaan asked did you both have a love marriage?in which aarav said yes. For some time aarav did not say anything. Then he asked if you don't mind, can I ask you something? Yeah sure, ask me. Are you vihaan khan king of Italy? Hearing this, vihaan looked at aarav and did not say anything for a while then he asked "how do you know?" Aarav smiles and said because I am king of London vihaan eyes get wide hearing this he said oh got it that's why you know me who am I

" The sudden call Henry received a while ago is from none other than their old enemy David Brook, for whom they lost everything but don't know a clue about him. David Brook is 59 years old and a mafioso. As he is an older man, his evil tricks are more dangerous, and using his tricks, David keeps destroying Henry and his family nonstop. After igniting Henry's anger, he calls his other prey instantly. "It's time to contact her." Oliver, a 32-year-old underground mafia, says to his assistant after reading the mail from his crime partner. "Boss, her phone is switched off." "Try to contact her as soon as possible." "Yes, boss." "It's been a while, my dear sister. You tricked him well. Just a few

I couldn't take the suffocation I felt. My father didn't stop me. He simply sighed as I made my way past him and into the family room. I wanted to laugh at the irony. I sat on the couch and stared at the piano. I wanted to play but I knew the moment I touched that piano I would break down. I had no room for emotion in my life right now. I was going to be the biggest Mafia Don this world had ever seen. Mafia Dons have no room for emotions or family. My father taught me that early on. “Good Evening Master, Neko is making Dinner. Would you like me to play you a song?” Ayla questioned as she spotted me staring at the Grand Piano.

The outside world faded away as I delved into the intricate web of alliances, deals, and power struggles that defined my existence. Minutes turned into hours as I meticulously reviewed financial reports, analyzed rival activities, and strategized my next moves. My focus was unwavering, the anger that had consumed me earlier now channeled into the pursuit of dominance and control over the criminal underworld. The business of the mafia required cold calculation, and I was determined to ensure the safety and prosperity of my organization, regardless of personal distractions.

My father spoke out as he wiped a tear from his eyes from laughing so hard. “What is it?” I asked shortly. The familiar pain in my heart was returning, and I needed to see if Allegra’s letter came today. “As you know, the Italian and American Mafias have never been so successful, profitable, and organized.” Xavier spoke out as he leaned back in his chair. I walked back over to the bottle of whiskey and poured myself another glass.

That wasn't comforting. “And if she isn't?” “We will kill each and every one of them. Vincenzo is ruthless, but he is not stupid. I am sure he wouldn't want to start a war with you”, Ben said, no matter how comforting his words were. These people were Mafia lords, they feared no one, not even the law itself. My eyes drifted off to the CCTV footage, “Cara is leaving, let's follow her” I said, standing up. Usually, I wouldn't be present to catch her myself, but I was anxious about Taylor, any sort of distraction just not to worry was highly welcome.