Maniac Novelas e Histórias

There were times when it seemed Mancini was playing games, he kept making a point of being suggestive, not that he was overly lewd or anything like that no he's too much the gentleman for that, but it seemed he was trying to get under my skin with every word. "So what is it that you do again Sierra?" "I'm in acquisitions." I took a sip of my wine to take my eyes off of his, he was looking right into me as if he knew my every secret it was to say the least very unnerving. "Really what is it that you acquire?" There he goes again with that knowing look and my traitorous feelings were no help either, each time he looked at me like that as if he would like nothing better than to take me right th

Didn’t she get what she already wanted? Man B snorted. “Lucky for you, the boss let this slide.” “Marcus Katrakis. That greedy piece of shit,” Man C remarked spitefully. “They were part of his family.” “Tsk. For people like them, money is above everything,” Man A stated. What the fuck?

he rolled his eyes at the thought of Mitch telling Serena with a sweet smile not to call him sir. Serena laughed, " are you getting jealous Alex? Mitch is not what you think he is, he is a gentle man, sweet and friendly". Alex shook his head, he stood up and walked over to where she sat, his hands held her face to look up to him, so she could see the seriousness in his face, " iam a man Serena, I have come across many Mitchs, they appear all sweet and friendly, but their main intention is to get into your pant, I hate that you are too trusting, Mitch wants to fuck you, and that is why he had given you this job, they see people like you who trust quickly to be cheap and an easy prey!"

"I didn't want to allow you to weasel out of this one, McKaine, like you have our last three scheduled appointments we have made. It seems that every time we set an appointment to meet, something comes up that requires you to cancel. We need to discuss the terms of..." "I already told you that I have no interest in selling MMK." Micah cuts him short, "Not now, not ever. I made this company myself using..." "Mob money, McKaine. Blood money. Don't try to make it sound noble." The man cackles. It is an eerie sound, neither kind nor warm, but cold, calculated. It is the mocking laugh of a man who sees himself as superior. "At least my company was funded honestly."

I smiled, as I heard the one in the middle whimpering. The man looked up at me, a full glare filled with spite on his face. I reacted swiftly, lodging the pliers into his eyes. He gagged through his scream, as blood trailed over his face, creating a horrible effect. The other two watched in Shock. I straightened, taking up my dagger, and exhaling a breath, trying to tame the monster in me.

I said. "That's not how a Mafian works, it's Mafia over every other thing in the world, that makes me look weak, makes me look so stupid, that I lost a Mafian family because of emotions" "Look, it's not your fault, you just lost someone very dear to you, it's normal for you to feel that way, you don't always have to be strong Everytime, you're human,so sometimes be human"

he asked “The one by the mall, the one in the north where that parking lot is facing…” “That is my best spot, Andres… you cannot do this” Manuel whined “And the east side that is free from the cops. You should be grateful that I am allowing you keep your life, you will bounce back and make sure I never have to take up arms against your family, is that understood?” “You have a deal” Manuel said, sighing. The once strong mafia lord, felled by his own children; thankfully I never did love kids so I wasn’t going to worry about having any with Catherina because I wanted none.

The man was barely breathless. Safety my ass.

"pl-e-ase... I moaned out loud. I am begging the devil for his touch proving that I am his SLUT. His gun made contact with my harden nipples and all I knew at that moment was I was looking forward to be his SLUT (end of mature content) I was really a SLUT because the devil just left the room without touching me. I wasn't expecting that at all because to him I am a slut and I should be used for his sexual escapades, he just left without a word which made me know he is bipolar man. I mean he switchs within minutes, this minutes he is sort of cool the next he is something you can't explain. Yes, he is a mafia leader and his moves shouldn't be known, I feel he and his dad have something like a s

Sir Bruno took a sit opposite me. "Eat." He commanded. Even though I didn’t have any appetite for food, I hurriedly pick up the fork with shaky hand, I began to eat. After a while of eating silently. "I have a mission for you Annabelle. I think you would be perfect of this mission." He said finally. I froze. He signaled to one of his men, who handed me an ipad. On the screen was the image of a man, he was strikingly handsome with deep blue piercing eyes that radiated power and cold hostility