Pakaian Mafia Novels & Stories

Him carrying the gun like that and his formal attire with the first three buttons open and the hem of the shirt scarcely tucked in the band of the pants gave him an overwhelmingly sexy look. To be fairly blunt, he gave off an air of being a Mafia man. Although I haven't seen or heard of any and I don't think mafia organizations still exist, if they did then this man could be their boss. Because he had such an enticingly dreadful element about him that screamed Mafia.

Marami akong naging part time job, para sa ‘min ni mommy, pero etong underground battle ang pinaka-madumi at nakaka-ubos sa lahat. But in order for us to climb higher and to get out of this den, our big bosses organized a game. Madumi pa ring sistema para kumita ng pera, pero malayo sa masasahol na tao dito. Being able to be part of a mafia team will surely give us more protection in terms of identity and beyond classified tasks, unlike here where we need to fight for as long as we can a day. “Isang talo pa, mauungusan na nila tayo sa ranking.” malamig kong sinabi, hindi pinapahalata ang kaunting kaba.

“Has the issue been sorted out? And who is the cause of it?“ Alex asked looking everyone dead in the eyes. “Don we tried stopping him but we failed, Mack went ahead with his plan of involving kids in the business, he gives them drugs to sell and lets them have a taste of it.“ Mafia B said. “Where is Mack?“ Alex asked. “Don we heard he wants to flee the country, we've sent men after him.“ Mafia A reported. “Why I'm I just hearing of this?“ He growled at them. “Don we thought we could stop him but we couldn't,” Mafia C chipped.

Destros said. Bargaining with him would let him know that Nightingale meant more to me than a one night stand. If I agreed to this, he wouldn’t hand her over, he would make more ridiculous demands till he was satisfied. I know how gangsters worked. I was part of the mafia now, but once upon a time, I had been a mere gangster too. Besides, the mafia was really just an upgraded style of gangster life.

He grabbed the paper bag, “Change into this,” Amara frowned grabbing the bag and assessed the insides. She could see coral-hued cloth inside. Looking up at him, she asked. “What is this?” “A condom.” Amara's eyes broadened. “A what?!” Rhys rolled his eyes. “It’s a dress, little one. I thought you wouldn’t like to go out in my shirt,’ he motioned to her legs. “Without your panties and bra.” Amara narrowed her eyes at him. He was again teasing her. Rhys bit his lips.

So far the police were simply fishing and had no concrete evidence that tied my father to any crime but his lawyers advised us to lay low. I poured scotch into my glass and took a sip. The alcohol burned my throat on the way down. Neko walked into the Living room in a Thong and lace bra. “Welcome home Master!” Neko exclaimed in happiness. Nicoli spits out his drink when he saw her and the sight simply made me want to laugh. I watched as Nicoli coughed out all the alcohol he had breathed in when he saw Neko in her ‘Uniform’ or so she called it.

Dante asked, causing Chiara to raise a brow. She had chosen a cream blouse, black skinny jeans and white sneakers. Her hair was in a tight ponytail and she looked like Aria, except without her hair. She wanted the kind of person to dress in such a girly way but her closet was littered with them. Luckily, Aria was obsessed with fashion, so she could easily imitate Aria’s style. “There’s nothing wrong with what I’m wearing.” Chiara snapped, her arms crossed against her chest. He gasped almost dramatically, his hand gesturing to her bottom. “That! Your ass is a problem.”

“We should head out to the basement. It's time to end this.” The dim light in Russo’s basement cast eerie shadows over the walls, giving the place a menacing feel that matched the intensity burning in my chest. The air was thick with the smell of smoke from a metal drum nearby, flames flickering inside as if eagerly awaiting a sacrifice. Russo’s men stood at the edges of the room, silent, stone-faced, the embodiment of Italian mafia resolve.

The only information she made me know was that I was the youngest. The organization itself was non-affiliated with any other groups or mafias, so even mafias can contact us for a job if they wish not to be suspected. The organization only has one rule, and that is no one is supposed to know the other's identity. However, if they come to know about it, the other party has the right to take the other person’s life if they find it a threat to their personal life. But now, who wants this dear target dead, I’m not too curious, so I’ll leave it as it is. I’ll have to pass by that place to collect my lovely toy.

Ella's pov He left me hanging, my panties are with him the devil 👿, I did my business and moved to the waiting room, the place was set. One thing about the mafia they are good at throwing parties, this is really beautiful I said to myself peeping from the door. The deco was amazing and don't get me started about the men and women looked, they all look exquisite. Many looked out calculating their next move of course it's a mafia party and violence is their language. Dennis mom came over looking into my eyes.