Model Rambut Mafia の小説・ストーリー

I guess my black hai ,black eyes and six pack body with height does makes me look like a mafia but it is okay. The one who will look good as a mafia will be Elijah because he has everything which needs to be in a mafia. Even though I don't know how mafias look like not that I have seen one but he will pass off as a great and scary mafia if he has a cold look on his face. His bron hair with with steel blue eyes and his sharp features are everything which makes him good looking but approachable. I check my phone to see if I have any calls or messages and their were none except form my elder brother who says that Mick was missing me.

Eyes pinning me with a look that leaves no misunderstanding. A butch rugged sort of man, short and stocky with a snarl and a skinhead. He’s dressed head to toe in standard Mafia uniform and I know he is not a Carrero. He’s all wrong, far too white supremacist and looking at me like a starved dog who just came across his dinner.

Mj blushed as Mao gave her a sly grin and hurried to sit down. Mao made quick work of releasing Mj’s hair from the knotted rats nest sitting atop her head, the older woman began to run her fingers through Mj’s matted mess of hair starting from the bottom and working her way up, as the knots untangled and dark red beauty flowed where a frizzy mess once sat. Mj wiggled in her seat slightly and Mao thumped the top of her head “sit still..didn't your mother ever teach you any better,” the chef scolded and Mj slumped her shoulders. “I don't have a mother Mao…so no she didn't,” the older woman began to work Mj’s hair between her fingers like fine silk as she began to hum softly. “You will come

Lavender: “A Mafia’s wife,” she added and they grew more excited. At first, I thought that once they put me on camera, I would tell them I was Mafia King Nikon's wife. But when Kenzie introduced me as a rich man’s wife and everyone grew even more excited, I realized it was a terrible idea. These people hid behind masks, but their hatred for the rich people was clear. To them, stealing and hurting a boss’s wife was a twisted kink.

Renee ran her hand affectionately on his hair like a mom does to her child. “Do you think I am stupid for not being able to recognise people? I have been running the Night Eagles mafia for seven years. They are not some local thugs who are thirsty for money but from my enemy gang. People here only want blood and flesh. Money has no place. It is a harsh but the nude truth of the mafia. The name is the only thing that I am yet to know, once it is done they are out of this world.” Two hours later…

She possessed striking beauty, with blond hair and dark brown eyes like her father, often seen in elegant dresses and expensive jewelry. [Moretti Family] Henry Moretti, the head of the Moretti family, was a towering figure with a shaved head and a thick, graying beard. He favored dark tweed suits and was rarely seen without his gold chain necklace. Marco "The Shadow," Henry's right-hand man, was a master of disguise and deception. Marco often changed his appearance, making it difficult to identify him. Mia Moretti, Henry's daughter, was a woman of intelligence and ambition. She bore a striking resemblance to her father, with short black hair, amber eyes, and a penchant for tweed suits.

he ask while we walk out of his house. I look at him like he's stupid "I'm not apart of the mafia I am the mafia," I say. He raises an eyebrow at me. "okay, maybe I'm not the mafia but I am a mafia queen I was born into the mafia so I'm mafia by blood," I tell him. he nods his head in understanding. "but seriously I am the mafia technically because Luca is the King of all mafia and he is the mafia so technically I am the mafia," I say trying to convince Blake but it didn't seem to work cause all he did was bust out and laugh. I pout a little and go over to Luca and I's car. "

I decided to taunt her more I want her to loose it . I moved closer to her and touch her lips ,I felt a weird connection between us ,so I moved close to her and whisper in her ear .. where do u want it lil slut? Here or outside ?? I fanned her neck .. she shivered lightly .. I was about to do more before I felt someone pull me back … I had totally forgotten my sister is here .. lilo dear ! Sorry but I will talk to you later I need to leave now and she .. I said pointing to the girl is coming with me ….. she made to protest but I stopped her no lilo I promise you I won’t kill her … take care lil sister I said and peck her on her head ….. I dragged the girl along with me , we got to my car ,ge

We hereby fully reject you as our Alpha. I growled low and aggressively, instantly ripping the paper completely in half, my blood quickly boiling with intense fury. How dare they think they could casually try to take away my rightful title? Moses roared loudly in my head, his mental claws scraping violently, desperately demanding blood for the insult. I grabbed the heavy desk lamp and violently threw it, the crash loud and shocking as it completely shattered against the nearby wall.

The promised son's name, as recorded at the time of the contract, was listed as Ace. Don Caruso was writing to inform us that Ace had been promised to his son Marco at birth. The contract carried the full weight of Italian mafia blood oath tradition. Don Caruso was formally requesting that the terms of the contract be honored. I put the letter down on the table. Rem was watching my face. "Should I get Ivan." "Get Ivan," I said. "Get Ace. Get everyone."