Mufasa Ahadi Novels & Stories

I just want to know who he is. “You think? You need to tell me everything you know about that night-“ “Oh crap, my job. It’s been over a week,” I say, the sudden terror consuming me. I’m not even considered about being immortal, but I am concerned about losing the new job promotion that I was meant to start over a week ago. “I was meant to start my new position and now Noah is going to fire me.” Cian looks shocked that it’s even at the forefront of my mind right now, but I’m not going to pretend like I wasn’t riding on that promotion. “Abella, none of that matters anymore. You belong here, in the immortal realm.”

What a lovely day it had turned into for everyone except for a particular mafia boss. The mafia boss let out a muted noise of discontentment. Didn't they have anything interesting to report? Traitors to be made examples of? No people playing in territory that didn't belong to them? Anything would've been better than the financial report his right-hand man continued to drone on about. David's head remained supported by a hand under his chin as he forced himself to continue listening.

thank you brother Khloe pov I got to Dante ‘s house and screamed his mf name ,the neighbors are use to my noise … Dante don’t you dare run , just wait and lemme hit you I promise you it won’t hurt .., I said to him running after him .. we ran around the house till we collapse on the ground while breathing heavily …

Damn! The man who entered the musala was Ahmed Floyd Austin Jr. He was a handsome pious man at once an athlete in equestrian and archery - sports favored by the Prophet Muhammad. Ahmed himself became the idol of many Muslim women in Clofus. Additionally, Ahmed was Madura Regent Floyd Austin Sr's son. I became sure that Ahmed is someone Aisha texted earlier? "Assalamualaikum," Ahmed greeted us politely. His baritone voice was sound charismatic.

he said. I shook my head, he doesn't get it. "You don't get it, Mario-" "look at me, look at me. I have over 36 Mafian empires at my favour that are willing to stand for me any day any time, my aunt is one of the most influential Mafian leader in the world, I have people within and around this country willing to protect me when needs arises.

Love you all, mauh. B_O

she snapped. Carlo's hand clenched into a fist, his face filled with emotions, mostly anger, like he wanted to punch her but was doing everything not to. "Really? How disappointing. I always thought you were more than this, thought you were intelligent and knew what you wanted, but I was wrong! You're just another foolish slut!" he insulted. "Do you know that Mr. Mason has been taken to the hospital due to your vile actions? Do you know how enormous the bills are going to be? You're done for if he decides to take legal action against you!"

She can’t accuse me of interfering. “Hey! I’m glad you’re here.” Mia steps back after opening the door—and I glance up in time to find her staring at the six-packs. “What’s that? A study aid?” I have to cough to stifle a laugh. “Come on. Brad and Pete aren’t in class with us, so they have to do something.” Brad and Pete. Of course, that’s their names. Just as generic as they are.

Now it was too late. With a squeal of tires, I pulled up in front of the house. I marched past the imposing statues at the entrance, up the front steps. The front door opened before I got there. Carlos Hemingway, Lucius's consigiliere, short, balding, exactly the way I remembered him, stood there smiling at me. "Mira," he said in his quiet voice. "It really is nice to see you. It has been so long." I bit my lip to keep in the curses I wanted to hurl at him. Ignoring the hand he stretched out, I shoved him aside as I went in.

**** PRESENT "So we already had the information prior to this meeting, but we needed to calm everyone's nerves. Mason Xander... You had innocent people and your fellow Rosians murdered for your own greed... After Gray trusted you." "Gray Mctokins is dead! And there's nothing wrong with me being ambitious or wanting to be the leader." Reina glared at Mason and stabbed him in his arm, where the pain hadn't reached yet. "Arrgh! You bitch! Who do you think you are?" Reina chuckled and replied, "Oh, me? I'm Maximus Don's second living daughter, Ashlyn Don. It's nice to meet you in person, Scarface. I've heard tons of stories."