Model Rambut Mafia Novels & Stories

"Okay, angelo mio. Everyone is excited to see you so get some rest tomorrow is a very busy day." I smiled weakly. My engagement party was tomorrow, to a man I hardly knew. His name was Emilio Armani and he was 40, the head of the Italian mafia. A shiver ran down my spin. I had just turned 20, but this was a peace treaty that had to be honored. If it was violated in any way, they would come after me and my family.

The older woman said. "Miss...Miss Mia?! You are calling Mia Miss? And you are a personal maid? I cannot believe this. I just can't believe this. What have you done to Marco, Mia? Why did you turn him into a man who is willing to listen to whatever rubbish that comes out of your mouth? Marco is not the Marco that I know and fell in love with. He is not the man that you have made him become. do you know that he has a lot of responsibilities and that they are a lot of people are depending on him? if you turn in into your personal errand boy who listens to everything that you say and who even gives you a maid just because you want it what is going to become of the entire mafia organisation and

he said in a husky voice. Sofia was dumbstruck as she stared at the man who flirted with her. He was tall and muscular, he was dark-skinned, and he had red locks and a tattoo on his neck that I recognized. He is from an American family called the Rocks. The current biggest American family mafia in this century is known for their well-known kidnapping of innocent victims, sex trafficking, murder, and most of all their selling of drugs. I stepped away from them and notified the rest of the team mostly Jevon knowing he's gonna flip. He wouldn't want anything to happen to her and most importantly he seemed to have a huge crush on her.

Lorenzo said. "She is dangerous. They hacked into our systems," Paul said. "What! If they manage to hack into your system and you are one of the best, that means they can hack any mafia system," Lorenzo said. "She has. I know she has," I told them. "How?" James asked. "If their system knows which tattoo belongs to which mafia, which cars, the leaders, their wives, and children, you think that they haven't?" I asked, and they all kept quiet. "We need them on our side as soon as possible. Maybe she can help us defeat Elijah," James said.

My mind spiraled with questions as the two men dragged me away. I was taken to one of the clubs owned by the syndicate. It was a front for the criminal activities that goes on underground. I was ushered into a private suite, where Julio, a flamboyant man with a sharp sense of style, greeted me. “Darling, I’m going to turn you into a masterpiece.” He said with a sense of pride. He clapped his hands and his team rushed forward. First came the spa treatment, pedicure, manicure, makeover and then my hair was styled into soft waves that framed my face. Afterwards, I was made to try on different outfits, finally settling on a fitted, midnight blue elegant gown.

My hands itch, my right foot resting above my left starts to wiggle, I sit beside my uncle facing the capos of the mafia with a face that shows the intent of killing. I am mad. I am fucking mad. Someone wants to ruin the joining of the Italian and Russian mafia but why? "I can just tell it's the Russians at work. It's their style to bomb things" someone speaks from the crowd while every other person in the room make sounds of agreement. "They want ownership of our outfit!" another person hollers.

He heard the second man ask. “Yes, she’s Alex personal assistant”. Those words clarified Alex suspicions. They’d intentionally targeted Maya knowing that she had a ‘connection ‘ with him. As Alex slowly approached the men, the black dragon tattoo at the side of their necks became visible as he scoffed. These were the Jensens. Mafia’s from Vladimir’s side. Ever since the incident of his father’s death, the Wolf’s and Jensens had become at war with eachother and sworn blooded enemies. Seeing that Vladimir was already sending his men out to him, it looks like he already got wind of his arrival in Russia. This was good. Alex thought.

Elina's emotion was mounting when accidentally staring at Zara's red face, Elina knew the woman was holding back tears and that was also wrong Elina. "Your pregnant woman's hormone is very fast visible," Adam actually displayed smirk, then returned leading Elina to enter the house, this time with one of the hands hugging Elina from the side. Elina's emotion was correctly lured to show up, the woman quickly grabbed Adam's thick hair, let it go and immediately walked back towards the room with breathing that rose, she actually wanted to kick the genitals, really. Adam holds Elina's mark, a little grimaced was feeling in pain because this was the first time he was described with so strong, but

Audrey Nathan is like a world most precious tool for Mafias, she could break into any defense on their internet access and also build a wall that's impossible to crack, so Mafia organisations refers to a precious tool as she could help them get into their rival's computers, dig up their secrets to use against them. **** Audrey was dyeing her hair into purple, her eyes not leaving the small screen Infront of her, the Chinese show playing on it was at the climax and she wouldn't want to watch it later. She knew some people were after her, they've always been, she paused the movie to check her work in the mirror, dyeing her hair has become a routine, a way to keep her life as hers for a few mor

‘Yes mamma’ ‘Ok darling see you in the tomorrow bye’ ‘Bye’ Monalisa replied as she hung up, she then lay down on her bed and stands up immediately, she takes a ribbon and uses it to tie her jet-black hair. After tying her hair, she walks out of her room to the living room where the Cosa Nostra (members of a mafia gang) is. ‘Silvia, is the contract signed?’ Lisa asks her secretary as she uses her fingernail to itch her tattooed neck and sits on a vacant blue couch.