Matteo Mafia 소설 & 이야기

He never fucking liked me and I did nothing to earn his approval because I would never get it. l am Alessia Ferrari the Don of the Italian mafia. Father only passed it down to me because he is dying and he has no male heirs, which is quite unfortunate for the bastard. He did not even have any illegitimate sons despite the fact that he fucked day in and day out. He hated watching me take over his mafia, making it mine, making the power mine. But I never asked for this life.

I was the collateral payment so I was scared because I knew I would suffer earlier than later. I just think that the appearance of the master of this syndicate or mafia or gang whatever terrifies me. Long beard, yellow teeth, plump body and a pedo look. Oh my god, why am I here!!! The man grabbed his tuxedo and glared murderous at me. I just step back. I need to back out in case he will push me down the stairs. When they were gone from my sight, I fidgeted my hands as I think of ways I can escape here.

Once a Mafia always a Mafia" " Serena look... "Matteo held my hands. " I know. You're scared for your family that I might cause another harm to them. Don't worry, from now whereon, I won't bring any harm to them cause it all ends today. I'll free you today and you can go be with your lover Rosa" I broke off from him " What? What are you saying? You are talking nonsense. Look... " " I've had it up to here and I'm done. I'm so done" I threw the envelope at him.

I’m not one to allow people close to me physically or mentally, but I didn’t feel the need to push him away as his intentions didn't seem malicious. The rosé wine bottle arrives, and he says, “Ask away.” I begin my inquiry, “What is your name?” He says, “Alessandro Bianchi.” Bianchi? No. That…That belongs to one of the most powerful mobsters in the city. I gulp and ask, “Okay…Who were you shoot…shooting yesterday?” He answers, without a glint of emotion, “Santino Martino’s gang member, he had been hired to kill me and the gang is my biggest rival.”

Immediately I look back, but I can barely distinguish by the edge of the ajar door that Black, George and the contractor continue to fix the picture. "Yes, of course." I mutter. "Do you have basic math skills?" "Of course." "Tell me how much is twenty-four for two." Are you kidding me? "Forty-eight." I say, completely safe. "That's the message. Adjö (See you again)." Hang. This man has made me more tense than I was. I don't know what kind of mafia Black is into, but this is starting to disgust me a lot. More so, remembering that twenty-four were the millions they were leaking, according to the contract.

This is my city, and I will not let someone come in and screw with my city. The first thing I see are some kids standing on the corner looking fucking guilty. I decide to pull over and send their dumb asses home. I stop on the curb and shut the car off. Stephanie rolls her window down, playing the part in getting their attention. She already knows the routine thanks to her life of being a mafia princess. One guy whistles and walks over to talk to her. “Hey sexy lady.” I shake my head at their lack of imagination. “Hey boys! Can I get some of what you got?” she asks, sounding just as stupid.

I asked. "I'm good too. Listen, I got some good news for you guys. I was able to hack into the system of the Italian Mafia bank, and I transferred a huge amount of money into our account." Liam and I exchanged a look and chuckled. We both knew how dangerous it was to mess with the Mafia's money, and Matt had just pulled off a huge heist. "Are you serious?" Liam asked, his voice filled with disbelief. Matt chuckled, "Yeah, I'm serious. You should see the look on their faces right now. They have no idea what hit them."

Before she could start her car, Emiliano Romero approached her and said: "Aren't you going to apologize? - Aren't you going to apologize to me? - And why would I do such an idiotic thing? We all know that you Romeros are criminals who work for the mafia. Emiliano's eyes widened enormously, as he felt Maria knew more than he wanted. - Do you have arguments for that accusation? - You see no, if you clean everything up, it's impossible with the bovine mafia. - You are insolent.

." "Love has made you two blind, but I'm not blind. I'll find out everything." "Whatever, I'm not going to spare him this time." "Do whatever you want, but keep in mind that he is your brother." Seeing Henry's arrogance, Andrew leaves his mansion, being mad. "He is not my brother anymore; I'll kill that rascal!" He shouts and throws the bottle full of whisky towards the wall, making it break into pieces. As his phone rings, he receives it instantly. "Hello," Henry says. "How pathetic! The most powerful mafia is suffering for his love, his brother, and his mother." Annoying laughter hits his ear from the other side. "Who the hell are you? How do you know about me?" Henry is so clever in his f

“You are one to talk, aren't you. I mean, we can remember how you kept insisting that you weren’t going to have anything to do with Matteo, but look at you right now. You didn't just have one thing to do with him, you are going for a lifetime of being together." Amelia looked at me and pressed her lips. “Hey, don't come at me like that. Blame it on Matteo. It isn't my fault that I happened to like men who are daring.” She bit her lips as she looked at Matteo from across the pool. “There is something about him being in the Mafia that turns me on.” I crossed my arms and sighed. “You do know Mafia men aren’t just daring, right?" I asked, raising my brow. “They are also deadly.”