Port Mafia Dazai Novels & Stories

II She knew that she had to give too many explanations, but he did not ask her for any, he only asked her to relax, to be together as long as necessary. The first day they were relaxed, they started talking about different topics, such as their favorite food, favorite place in the world, economic issues of different countries, how the organization of their work would go from now on, without too many details, David talked a little about his private life, parents, and his career as a doctor, and the construction of his mafia empire, he specified how Lautaro Nicolas Romero, had been part of that important growth, and how he had apparently betrayed him, then Maria De La Cruz interrupted saying,

Lucas grinned, eyes gleaming. Amara stared at him, face set. "That would be nice, but I'm not stupid." "Clever girl. Good head on your shoulders." Lucas chuckled. "I can admire that. Ever consider working in a mafia?" "No," she snapped, then closed her eyes and took a breath.

No one else would dare. I had escaped my father but I just basically went from frying pan to fire. Hakan was Scorpion, there was no doubt about it. I was in the arms of the deadliest and most feared mafia boss in the whole country and maybe further than that.

I said, looking straight into his death stare. “No?” He shook his head slightly and continued, “Every whore works for someone. Is it the madam of an underground whorehouse that is in need of money or one of those useless scumbags that want me dead?” His upper teeth grazed his lower lip, biting down enough to deepen the curve of his mischievous smile as his eyes gleamed with a dark amusement. At that moment, I carefully slid my hand into my purse and collected the tracker without him noticing, but I had to distract him so I could attach it to his watch.

“Why not? You two clearly have feelings for each other. Once Harry and Marina are out of the way, it’ll be smooth sailing, won’t it?” “No,” I muttered, shaking my head. “It won’t be. At the end of the day, he’s still a mobster and there’s no telling whether he’ll ever fully escape the mafia. I can’t fall in love with a guy like that.” “But, my dear, you already have.” My face burned with embarrassment and frustration at Ema’s words. Without another word, I turned on my heel and made for the door. It was time for the party, not for speculating.

“Because he lives a different life from me. He has a farm in the countryside. He stays there with his wife and twin boys.” I smiled, imagining it. “Wow, he’s married. He’s sure the opposite of you. He lives a calm life.” Dante continued, his fingers tracing lazy circles on my back. “His grandfather and mine used to be friends and business partners, but his father took over the mafia business. He moved to the countryside and started his farming business, he raises cows and all that farm stuff. He met a girl there, they fell in love, and got married.” “That’s sweet,” I said, leaning into him. “So he’s not involved at all in the mafia?”Dante shook his head. “Not directly. He deals in arms only

Auntie Helynia says. “That explains part of but what about Dontay?” Daymon asked coughing. “To explain that I will need to tell you about my family. My great great grandfather had five children, all girls. He was also the Pakhan (Russian Mafia Boss). He like all other Russian mafia bosses married off his daughter, well all but one. His youngest daughter took after him. She was a ruthless bitch. He knew that the other mafia bosses wouldn’t accept a female Pakhan. His daughter, Daria, came up with a solution. She had a cousin who was gay. She and my great great grandfather made a deal with him. They would keep his secret if he agreed to marry Daria. They were able to get away with it because t

"Then it turns out Harper was only a spy" Valerie gasped "And the reason why he came was because of Rachael" Madam Zuna continued "Who's Rachael?" Valerie asked "Falcon's wife, mother of the three siblings" Madam Zuna replied "Then....my father came because of her? Why?" Valerie asked "You see? Being a Mafia can be dangerous Valerie, I mean your opponents will try whatever to bring you down, and if they can't get you, they go for your weakness, that's how things work here"

Wanting to see to the extent that the girl's eyes could endure the temptation of showing her darrel's grave, although Bella would never have been able to meet him even if only by a mountain of dirt. Yes, Marco was indeed a ruthless man with no compassion at all. It is evident with the body of an AD darrel that vanished even without a trace from the earth, after obliterating the darrel. Marco told pablo to take the man's body to his pets, he innoculously told pablo to throw the bloody corpse into the pit where the lions were waiting for their rations.

Her whole body was shaking. He knew she was trying to hold it together, trying not to fall apart—and that softened him. Bit by bit, his anger faded. He wrapped his arms around her gently, trying to calm her. “You’re so damn stubborn,” Regis muttered as he lightly patted her head. Amora knew she'd been naive, thinking she could reason with Diego Lorenzo’s men. But the truth was, the mafia world was far more brutal and ruthless than she’d ever imagined. Those men had aimed their guns at her without a second thought. There was no hesitation in their eyes—just cold resolve.