Port Mafia Dazai Novels & Stories

Bianca Cruz was always a step ahead of them, and they missed her…so very badly. “We’ll be back as soon as we pull out Hila Zidi,” said O’Grady in a hushed voice, and Bianca spotted the handsome, brooding face of Piers Delano, who was on the phone, in the background. That her Masters were in awe of the Mafia boss was no surprise for her, she thought dryly as he bid her goodbyes and rocked her son to sleep.

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“Well, I just wanted to tell you again how much I appreciate everything you’ve done for us, Harper.” I try to let the tension bleed out of my shoulders. I’m about to change the subject when Dante speaks again, his voice cutting through the moment as he gulps down lemonade. “Plus, paying Mr. Sinclair’s debt in full like that? Taking down those mafia thugs?” He whistles, a sharp, mocking sound. “That’s a boss move right there.” The world tilts.

I asked in their face. “Yes mafia princess, please spare us” “Hm “I thought. “We’ll do anything,” one said pleading with tears in his eyes. That’s when an idea struck me. If they’re from the American mafia then they should know all the plans and tactics that the big bosses use. They would be of great help to us and then we can kill them off. “What are you guys name?” I asked. “Wyatt” “Jamey” “Keith” “Mackison”

"Well done!" Zhang Dazhi jumped up excitedly and said, "I've told you that this kind of Snow Mastiff is just pleasant to the eye but useless!" Upon seeing the scene in the cage, Bai Ziping sighed. Although he didn't know how Qin Haodong had made Damao grow rapidly, it was still a dog barely more than a month old. It was normal to be scared by such a ferocious Tosa! He put his hands over his eyes, unable to bear seeing Damao get bitten to death by the Tosa.

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

He picked up a file under the scattered files on the floor and handed it to her, the file had her mother’s name written on it. My mom?..” she looked back at him and he nodded. “You…. are a descendant of a long line of a powerful mafia family, the most feared Daga empire. When your father, Lord Rufus, rose to power, he was the greatest leader of his time. He was not just the leader of the empire, he was the Don at the overlords' tables.

“And now look at you, making Paris more beautiful.” We sat in silence, sipping wine, letting the memories drift between us like smoke. Then I laughed. “When we first met? You were so cold and intimidating.” He snorted. “Of course. I was the big bad Mafia Lord. Wasn’t that the charm you fell for?” “Please,” I rolled my eyes. “The moment Mama Rosa called you ‘Little Pumpkin,’ I knew it was all an act.” He groaned, covering his face with both hands. “You never forget anything, do you?”

“I can handle myself. You focus on James. Don’t let him get killed.” “Why would that happen?” “I have a feeling we’re heading for a war with the Zhangs soon.” “Why’s that?” “Those guys you killed? They were Zhang’s crew.” A grin spreads across her face. “No way.” I freeze, scanning her for clues. “Flint?” “Bingo!” Dai Qing pretends to shoot with her finger. “Looks like he hired them. I wonder what for?” She taps her finger to her lips, pretending to think.

That same hand that pulled a trigger right in front of me. I placed the photo back down. The bitterness burned through my throat like acid. The phone on the bed vibrated. A message popped up from Luca. ~ LUCA: The church priest’s file you asked for. I'm sending the details now. I unlocked the phone and scrolled through. Name: Father Kieran Hale. Background: An Unknown Orphan Occupation: Parish Priest of St. Philomena Cathedral. Age: 27. Former Occupation: A church worker. I scrolled down to see a picture attached down. He really had changed, his once tough body now looked fragile under my gaze, his faltering fake smile looked clean like he couldn't hurt a fly.