Mavuika X Capitano Novels & Stories

"These lands are not yours, woman. This place is in the land of the living which means none of these things are yours. You do not own even a single bead of soil." Mara looked up when it started pouring. She wiped the first droplet of rain that has touched her skin and then looked at the furious captain again. "Look, the sky is crying. Would you like to talk and rest inside the hut?" Mara asked which made the captain even angrier. "You numb bitch." The captain was about to give Mara a three hundred and sixty degrees slap when someone caught her hand before it lands on Mara who was not even bothered by the angel's sudden attack.

She was Viso's wife, not a maid servant. Titus thinned his lips, he didn't know how to tell this girl that whatever she believed her husband was nothing but false assumptions. He pitied Isabel as she didn't know what kind of beast her husband was. "Madam, I am only following My Capo'a order." "Your Capo is my husband and his orders do not apply to me," she told him firmly before gesturing to him to step away from the door. Titus felt bad for her, he knew the mood Viso was in, He wouldn't like any interruption.

he asked. I pulled my drawer open, taking a cigar and lighting it up. “You are constantly making a mockery of me, Matvei.” He continued blabbering, Violetta nodding her head like the chained dog she is. “You let the guards see me as a minority. I was the fucking Capo of this fucking clan. You are my son, give me some fucking respect.” “I took a drag slowly from my cigar. “Stop yelling,” I muttered, completely unbothered by his foolish rants.

In the next second and due to his heavy breath and cold sweat, his eyes opened with a shot and he heard the same dialogue again and also found someone was gently pinching and caressing his cheek. " Mishu baby, let me massage your cheeks. Please don't be so rude to me. I love you so much. Sorry, Janu." Vihaan twitched his mouth with great annoyance. He struggled hard to release himself from Captain's grip. " I am not your mishu. Captain! Wake up… leave me… Otherwise, I have to use my power on you. C'mon wake up." After a few efforts, he succeeded to release himself from Captain's grip. But the Captain was still in deep sleep. Vihaan's rudeness did not bother his sweet dreams. After that, Viha

He watched me for a long moment, those icy blue eyes studying my face like he was trying to figure me out. The silence stretched until it felt uncomfortable. Noah had stepped back into the kitchen, pretending he wasn’t listening, but I knew he could hear everything. “Alright,” Cole said finally. “There’s something I want you to look into. I have a feeling Damien Holt, that captain from Ridgeview, has a secret relationship with Marcus Vale.” I frowned. “Who’s Marcus Vale?”

The tall one had blonde hair, brown eyes, a bag over his shoulders and daring look while the other had blue hair with blue eyes, his face was cute, like a fallen angel. “That’s Emory and Marsh, Emory is the captain of the hockey team” Xyla whispered in my eyes, it felt like talking about them openly would inquire consequences. I looked over at them, their seat were aligned. Emory sat behind Marsh. A part of the hockey team, I thought about it, seeing them made me excited, I couldn’t wait to apply for the hockey team. “Marsh is the right defenseman” Adele added. I nodded, then she leaned closer.

But the last thing mentioned by Antonio hinted to him he couldn’t afford a closeness with her to feed Capo’s doubts. “How are you?” She blinked her eyes. She looked like a goddess, but he didn’t utter a word. “I am well. How was your trip with your new friend?” Margarita didn’t expect this. Every conversation they maintained in the last few meetings was filled with Aslan and Capo, and she hated when these people occurred between them. “It was good. You know Mr. Ivakov is a talented doctor.” She wanted to keep it casual, but he took it another way.

Arturo completed after his brother, both of them chuckling. Luciano did not seem happy at all. His body went stiff and I could see he was trying so hard not to loose his temper. "Can we have a toast to her then? To our lovely Jade, the wife of our capo?" Another man stood up with a wine glass placed loosely in between his fingers. This word 'capo'! What the hell is a capo? I always forget to research on it! Hopefully I can take a mental note about it and do more research on the word.

"You will officially sign over the remaining southern shipping routes to my family by tomorrow morning. And if the Cruz remnants try to step another foot in Tuscany, you will hunt them down and destroy them yourselves. If you do this, the list stays in my vault. If you don't, I will bury you all." The four men looked at each other. They were powerful men in the city, but right now, they looked like scared children. They knew they had no cards left to play. I had the gold, I had the guns, and I had the truth. "We agree," Capo Moretti said slowly, bowing his head. "The shipping routes are yours. We will handle the south." "Good," I said, turning around and walking toward the exit. "Do not make

He supports me as he moves away, holding his arms steady while I find my balance and then sit up myself, moving off his lap and tucking myself into the corner of the couch next to him, watching him carefully. But he doesn’t look at me, just down at his hands. When I’m settled in next to him, he speaks. “That’s over, Iris,” he says softly. “It was…never real, not really. Like so many mafia relationships and marriages – it was all for position and show.” “Was it?” I ask, kind of surprised. I mean…Violetta and Christian looked pretty happy together. Slowly he nods, still looking down at his hands. And I can’t help it – I laugh a little. He snaps his head up to look at me, I think justifiably a