Romans & histoires Manfred Von Karma Ace Attorney

Walking toward the overly full and extremely exhausted man, he stopped about a foot away from him and cleared his throat, causing Casper to jerk his head up toward the waiting commander. “Have you ever heard the term fuck around and find out,” Ace asked and Casper only nodded slightly then shook his head no. Ace leaned down into his face, “you will make sure to say only what you are told and nothing more or less when she hands you that phone, any funny business and I will rip your tongue out of your face and feed it to my Alpha on a gold platter,” he hissed and Casper only responded by nodding slowly and dropping his eyes to the floor.

Ace looked at me with uncertainty in his eyes before leaving me to clear the dishes. After cleaning the dishes he rushes back to my side on the chair "Sunshine are you sure you're alright?" He asked with worry in his eyes. I smiled at him "What should I do to prove I'm fine?". Ace got up and lifted me up bridal style "Don't lift a finger, I'm not risking anything". When we got to our room, Ace placed me on the bed and proceeded to prepare a bath. Few minutes later he emerged from the bathroom "I have prepared a therapeutic bath, it will help you relax more" Ace explained. " You didn't have to" I said sitting up to give him a kiss on the cheek. Just as I got up to get undressed I overheard Ac

I promised myself never to come back here, and now here I am. "So what questions do you have for me?" Ace asked while taking off his shirt. "Who are you exactly?" I asked softly looking at him. Ace lets out a breath before walking towards me. "I'm A Mafia Leader," he Said I tilted my head to the side before letting out a chuckle. "that's a lie right?" I asked softly. Mafia's ain't real, they were just people's fantasy, Just things Girls love using to create stories. "not lying Lisa, I'm A Mafia Leader, Leader of the Italian Mafia, and people were one of my enemies," he said.

- Ace had a cunning smirk when he lifted the call saying 'hello'. "I was expecting a call from you already. You thought you would make a mess like a street dog, and I will keep cleaning all your illegal outsourcing because you use my mask? You are exposed now, Mr mafia and your little secret about Prosthetics is now out to the world. You cannot play with my reputation anymore. Did you like the slap I gave you?" Ace chuckled loud and narcissistic.

I said as I cocked my loaded gun. “Alright! Alright! Enough with the violence woman!” He yelled dramatically as if he was a preacher and threw his arms in the air. I rolled my eyes and a slight smile formed on my lips. Romano is like my idiot little brother. I couldn't stay mad at his goofy ass. The familiar roar of a Porsche 918 engine pulled up next to us. I watched as Ace stepped out of the car, dressed impeccably in a white designer button up and slacks. He had a wide smile on his face as he walked over to us.

Mop my floors till they shone? A slow, cruel smile curved my mouth. "Well, well, well," I drawled, my voice low and venomous. "Look what the gutter dragged in. Isn't Karma such a bitch?" I went and sat behind my desk again. She came forward, till she stopped three feet from the desk, her chin lifted even as her knuckles whitened around her purse. "Mr. Ace." "Sit." Even she knew that I didn’t offer her the seat. I'd pointed as if I were ordering a dog.

“What are you capable of for a woman? But before that, what are your intentions when you have a woman almost in your arms?” Ace’s smile erased. Did it mean that Cameron claimed herself being in his arms? What was he capable of? Well, the truth was Ace had never moved a single finger in order to have a woman with him. They always came to him like ants go to the sugar. But this time everything was different with Cameron. She was slowly becoming in his karma. “What? Don’t you have an answer for me?” “Cameron, I-I…” “It’s okay. I understand. I should’ve thought twice before asking that. You’re the kinda man that-”

No one else would dare. I had escaped my father but I just basically went from frying pan to fire. Hakan was Scorpion, there was no doubt about it. I was in the arms of the deadliest and most feared mafia boss in the whole country and maybe further than that.

“Clearly fuckin’ not, Manfred. It’s all there, in black and white. You know what a clever man Romano is, did you honestly expect him to believe her story?” “You forget who you are talking to.” I square up to him, his new information has put a bitter taste in my mouth. His attitude, and how he’s delivering it, are making me want to throttle him. “I don’t know who I’m talking to anymore, Manfred. You're detached, nothing matters to you but that damn girl. Did you know we had a whole shipment disappear last week? 150k worth of cocaine just vanished. And do you know who dealt with that? Me. And all while you were upstairs flicking through the big fucking book of baby names, deciding what to name

She knew what that man was. It was the first time Jalefel had touched her, but he reached out to comfort her. Placing his hand on top of hers. “He lied. I still have doubts he can be as bad as the two of you are making him seem, but based on criminal behavior, he did that to get something from you. Did anything happen after seeing him like that?” Acheki paused, letting go of her hand as he slammed it against the table. “Wait, are you saying that he, Professor Mozart, is a meta human or, even worse, a superhuman?”