Rio Money Heist Novels & Stories

So I watched it. And what I saw made my blood freeze. It was footage from inside Thiago’s private club—one even I hadn’t been allowed into. Lucia must have hacked the security feed. The date was recent. Less than 48 hours ago. Thiago stood in a circle of men I recognized only from background intel. Men with names like Herrera, Di Santo, Valezquez. Money launderers. Oil sheiks. An old-school Russian arms dealer with a face like a rotting peach.

"**Mario Rodriguez, founder of the Tirany cartel, father of one of the most powerful hitwoman in New York and Italy**," the first line of the document read, and Emma's heart plummeted. Her fingers trembled as she scrolled through the file, each line a revelation. Mario’s involvement in money laundering, drug trafficking, girls trafficking, and a myriad of other crimes painted a horrifying picture. Yet, despite the details of his illegal empire, there was no mention of her. Emma's mind raced.

Harmony Corporation crumbled soon after. The news spread like wildfire. [Breaking news! Harmony Corporation’s core strategy is allegedly plagiarized. The founder, Oscar, is asking for 3.7 billion dollars in compensation!] [The company’s stock has fallen drastically! The market price fell, and its market value basically evaporated in a single day!] [Insider news: The so-called investment goddess, Celine, is just a puppet controlled by Oscar!] The news outlets that used to ridicule me had switched up their narratives.

I had to rescue Diego before José’s return and before I ran out of ammunition. “Miguel, don’t. Ms. Forester has promised us ten million dollars if we hand over the little rascal to her.” Ramona struggled to get free, and I lost my mind. So Kimberly was indeed the mastermind behind Diego’s kidnapping. I hadn’t expected her to join hands with these two. How did she know about Miguel and Ramona? How did she meet them and come up with such a plan? “Don’t risk your life for such a meager amount, Ramona. Julietta can help us earn more, right, Julietta?” Miguel tried to divert my attention.

"He's going to squeeze me for every cent, isn't he?" Santiago's voice was a low rasp against my ear as we moved. The bass from the terrace thrummed through the soles of my boots. Lorenzo’s desperate pitch about the villa was a lead weight in my gut. The idea that I’d somehow 'fixed' the head of the Rivera family was a joke, but the way Lorenzo looked at us—like we were a matched set—wouldn't leave me. I wasn't falling for a hitman. I couldn't be. This was the adrenaline of Milan, the wine, and the proximity of a man who looked like a god in a silk suit. Santiago didn't do love. He’d carved that into me since the first night.

Big but tight. Rio got into some trouble for not releasing the evidence soon, but anyway, the results of their research work, I don't have to accept criminal responsibility, just house arrest and fines. mental as well as psychotherapy weekly with him. And though he didn't believe it, he was quite interested in my story. Or so he pretended to be. - Her English name is Ria. – One day he suddenly said. Ria. Haven't heard this name in a while. I'm in awe:

“Smile again Riz and I'll cut your tongue off, “ I said to Rizzo whose smile immediately disappeared and I heard Angelo stifle laughter. “Okay, now the bad news is that I hacked into the gang’s Database and saw that they had been exchanging emails with several other gangs and it's not good because they are planning to rebel against you. But what caught my attention was that they exchanged more emails and calls with a certain Mr. Santiago Di Maria. One thing is for sure boss, War is coming to the underground world,“ Riz explained and clicked on the message that was sent by Mr. Santiago. It read “I have already told Diego and his men to eliminate Ricardo on his way from the mental home care, a

Damien ought to be leaping for joy at the crisis which had been swerved, yet he was still remaining defiant. True, they were not out of the deep waters yet but at least there was no countdown weighing on them. Romero would not go down if they did not accept the money, but they will still be worse off due to the other huge fines they needed to pay. He knew he did not pay any ransom for the data. but he might as well use it as an opportunity to get the Young Miss out of there, before Chairman Fernandez decides to come down here on his own.

one of the captors explained coolly. 'Morelio! Shit!' Roger felt a surge of anxiety, bordering on panic, especially as they led him into the opulent suite of the Irish man. Only then did he discover the true identity of the man he had borrowed money from. Morelio is a notorious Irish mob leader. This wasn't a mere financial transaction; he had unwittingly tangled himself in the dangerous web of organized crime. However, the pressing issue was the stark reality that his bank account had been completely drained of funds.

Some others just cheated by using mind control to make fast money. As we walked inside my room, I could hear Tiana exhale a slight cry of amazement at what she was seeing.