Mavuika X Capitano Novels & Stories

I thought I just got a membership, why VIP? "What is the name of our captain?" She suddenly mentioned. I turned to her in surprise. "Uhmm, Zyrus Valencia? Is he our captain? Hahaha, why did you ask?" "That's the reason why you got into the VIP." "Huh?" (* _ *) "Sir Zyrus is also known as Mr. Metous, short for meticulous, though he is just a captain of the research guild, he is a triple S rank vanguard and a part of Glorious 5 of Lumiere City.

her voice was barely above a whisper. Imani clamped her hand over her mouth, eyes wide with disbelief. Surprise had taken hold of her, threatening to spill from her lips in an uncontrollable gasp. Imani could hear her heart pounding in her chest. Of course, she knew about the mafia, but it was one of those things you never paid attention to. There were only rumors, and at times the police would be investigating, and suddenly the investigations would come to an end. She had thought it was because they were unable to prove anything. To have Elena sit across from her, with terrified eyes and tell her she had been the mafia's captive was unsettling. "H... Hh... How? Wh... why? What did they want

Only a dark, twisted kind of amusement. "Miss me, Captain?" he murmured. His voice was a low rasp, barely audible over the screaming fans, but it was enough to make my skin crawl. "Get off me, Volkov," I spat, shoving my glove into his face to create space. My heart was hammering against my ribs, not just from the hit, but from his suffocating presence. He let go, skating backward with a mocking salute, leaving me gasping for air.

"Is it in there?" "Carla needs to mind her own—" "Before Valentina there was Marco," I said. "Before Marco there was the one from the Geneva conference whose name I never got, and before him there was—" "This is not a conversation I'm having with you." He took the wine out of my hand and returned back to his seat. “You've had enough for one night.”

"Noted, Sir." I drive hurriedly into the designated spot, specially reserved for me at Domi Sotto — the upbeat, popular club owned by Jojo Wyatt, who was my best friend and also a renowned mafia don as well, ten minutes later. The parking lot is a few meters away from the main building and is only ever full on weekdays. Today, however, William's sudden visit with friends must've scared the customers away as the lot was as silent as a graveyard with Jojo's bodyguard trucks, SUV, and of course, the huge black van that undoubtedly contains Salvatore's men. I crane my head to peer more closely and count the number of men. It's just two I see through the half-tinted glass. They're watching me as

she paused while Venus gave her wife a stern look. "How about you, Sasha? What do you think about your Captain?" Venus said, tilting her head forward to look at Sasha's direction. Sasha bit the nail on her thumb and sighed. "Captain's an asshole," Sasha said which made Venus and Kalaya gasp out of surprise. "I mean, people in their right mind would not think about saving and taking responsibility just to make her comrades safe."

“If I drop dead, she goes down with me too. And we both know you don’t have the heart to watch that happen.” Vincent didn’t move but Santiago just laughed, low and bitter, cutting through the heavy silence. “You can pretend to be heartless, Vincent,” he hissed, “but deep down? You’re just another fool who made the mistake of having a heart.” He sneered, disgust twisting his face. “You know what happens to men like you in the mafia, brother. You know how deadly it is to love. And yet…” He yanked me roughly, forcing me to stumble back with him. “You went and gave your heart to someone so worthless. So pathetic.”

I firmly believed hoes over bros, but Xanthos was my husband, and his food should taste better than the others, even if it were the worst, right? Right. My mind reeled back to Raven's and the discussion in her room. She didn't know Giovanni’s true identity. I couldn't tell if she was being serious or not, but from the look on her face, she seemed oblivious. I couldn't tell who was even more oblivious, she or Xanthos, because the difference was glaring. Even though he didn't write on his forehead that he was a mafia capo, people who could see should know. The confidence he exuded, the dangerous aura that encircled him and his words.

But Antonio knew that now the angry beast was getting out and it definitely going to be lash out at Vienna D’angelo. He opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by a knock on the office door. They both turned their heads towards it and found Richard with Vienna standing there. “May we come in, Capo?” Richard asked, Evan clenched his jaw tightly and nodded. “Capo. Antonio,” Richard bowed his head in greeting while his heart was thumping hard in his chest. His girlfriend was not opening up to him and now this. Evan gave him a murderous glare and it was enough for Richard to understand that his Capo knew!

Oh my God. It dawned on me at that moment… Lucas already lost the captain's title… There's no way Coach is letting Kianeffing Maddox go. “Everyone gather around.” The coach's voice came as he hugged Scott, “That's my boy. I am really proud of you.” “And to everyone on the team. We have our new MVP and captain of the team. Kian Maddox.” The coach announced. The rink erupted with cheers and whistles. Lucas threw his helmet on the floor, getting everyone's attention.