Mavuika X Capitano Novels & Stories

Mia “Get a fucking grip Rowan we are not together we're not even in a real relationship don't get this fake don't let this fake whatsoever we're having to get into your thick skulls what the fuck, what the fuck even makes you think you can follow me out here and act like a whole hero or act like a real urmm… reall…. Wh……Whatever you want Don’t do that, don't fucking do this, get the fuck out!!” But when Rowan turned and looked at Kacy's face he was so cool about the information that just dropped and he didn't look surprised so Rowan knew it liv had told him.

She laughed, a theatrical gesture that drew every eye, a queen in her own right. Ava saw other faces she recognized from the briefings Leo’s system had shown her. Every corner held a potential threat. And somewhere in this room, she prayed, was a potential savior. Marcus Volkov materialized at their side, his approach as slick and silent as an oil spill. He was softer than Damian, his expensive burgundy suit stretched over a frame built in boardrooms, not brawls. His face was fleshy and smooth from expensive treatments, and his silver hair was perfectly coiffed.

I say with a shrug of indifference. The laugh that breaks through his lips startles the both of us, which makes me giggle. How long has it been since someone has laughed if it startles them when they do? Once he’s regained his composure, he extends his hand to me in a gentlemanly way and says, “I’m Khaos. Khaos Mokotoff. I’m the team captain of the Augusta Vultures.” I extend my hand, meeting his, trying to place him. He leans in and leaves a light kiss on the top of my hand, which feels all wrong when I realize who he is.

Kai Anderson is the team captain, but I got the job anyway. I get out of the car and go inside and for the first time in two weeks, I eat a full meal, at least now I know where my next rent is coming from.

She dropped the bat and tried to run, but two of them pinned her to the ground. "Who are you?! Let go of me!" Capitano crouched down and set a voice recorder in front of her, pressing record. "Tina Milovich," he said, his voice low and heavy, "your uncle had the old Don killed. Isn't that right?" Tina stopped struggling for a second, then thrashed even harder. "I don't know what you're talking about!" Capitano pulled a stack of photos from his jacket and laid them out in front of her, one by one.

"And if you are going to surrender your sweetness in this penthouse... if you are going to let us touch you, kiss you, and ruin you for any other man... you need to learn the rules." "What rules?" I whispered, completely hypnotized by the sheer intensity of his icy blue eyes. "Hierarchy," Elijah commanded softly. He raised his right hand, his long, strong fingers gently grasping my chin. His touch was firm, possessive, and warm against my cool skin. "I am the captain of the Golden Trio. I lead Chase and Karius on the ice, and I lead them in this house. If you are going to share your affection with us, Cassy, I claim first priority. Always."

"Sophia, thank God you're here. Hurry and buy me some meat. I'm starving." Sophia answered with a slap. "All you know how to do is eat. That's all you ever think about! You old hag, do you have any idea how badly you dragged me down?" Rosa stared at her in shock, clutching her cheek. "H-how dare you hit me?" "What of it?" Sophia snapped. She kicked over Rosa's begging bowl. "Return to the countryside and stop embarrassing me here. If I ever see you wandering around this city again, I'll beat you every single time."

“They’ll kill me.” “Then don’t let them find out,” Marco said, arms folding. His tone was detached, cruelly logical. “You’re lucky we should’ve killed you for Savio’s sins. Don’t forget that.” Her eyes darted to Adriana, then to me. Wide, desperate. Finally, she bowed her head, voice breaking on the vow. “From this moment… You are my Capo, Matteo.” I didn’t acknowledge her. I didn’t need to. I lifted my hand, signalling Marco. My men filed out silently, boots thudding against the blood-soaked ground.

Rowan, who seemed to have recovered his voice, grumbled. "Are you tired of living?" Malov demanded. Rowan quickly hid behind Vegas like a scared dog with its tail between its legs. "You will show me some respect, young man. I did not bring this upon your prince… his stubbornness did." Malov wanted to answer, but a hand suddenly held him from behind. "I am Captain Caleb. I apologize for his attitude, and I promise to discipline my men. And I beg you, Alpha… please help our prince." Vegas straightened, his face beaming with pride.

Eren is the baby of the group, or the mother of the group, he makes sure they don't do too much shit. But again you don't want to see him angry. "Someone over there is looking for our Queen of the mafia" Mavis mumbled while pointing at Angelo making him roll his eyes Mavis is known as the Gamer and killer of the mafia his a little bit like Kelvin but he smiles and does not always glare at people. "Queen, the mafia has a Queen now?" Peter asked "Not yet, I'm not married to her yet, " Angelo said slowly Peter grins at him before placing a hand on his shoulder