Novel & Cerita Risky Business Criminal Minds

"Then why did you not come stop me sooner? Maybe part of you wants me to find out the truth." Marcus grabbed her by the upper arms and backed her against the wall. His body pressed close, pinning her there. She could feel his cock, already half hard, against her stomach. "You have no idea what you are playing with," he growled. "These people are not businessmen. They are criminals. If they even suspect I have a weak spot, they will come for you first. Is that what you want? To put yourself in real danger just so you can satisfy your curiosity about my cock?"

"I promise that as long as you help me, I'll marry you in the future. From now on, the Jackson family will take care of your family's business! Wendy, please!" Matt howled. Meanwhile, I slowly stepped back and gave him a faint smile. "Mr. Jackson, what are you afraid of? That fragrance only causes disfigurement after long-term heavy use and intimate contact. As long as you were never intimate with her, it will heal on its own after a while."

“Maybe make a deal with him or something.” “Umm. No. First, I don’t want him here. It’s too dangerous and poses a severe risk to all our safety because I know and I have seen what he can do. Second, he is a wanted criminal. Do you think he’ll come here, among law enforcers, and have a kitty party? No. He won’t. The first thing he’s gonna think is I tricked him into a trap. And I cannot afford to lose his trust right now. Trust me, if there was any other way, I would have taken it in a blink.” “Working with criminals might be our best shot right now, but they are highly unreliable. They don’t have morals or discipline or loyalty like us,” Roman said. “They don’t think twice before killing peo

"Are you belittling me? Rather, underestimating?" "Oh, baby, of course not." He laughed. "You got it all wrong. I'm just cautious about disclosing something that only we should know about. We don't want to get into too much detail with you." I scrunched my nose from the name and just nodded. Toshiro obviously noticed this and sighed. "Well, we are not only some type of gang that you would typically see, but we are also a running business company, and what makes us a dangerous criminal organization is that we are working and doing some risky things. We have many... unlawful.... sources of income in each sector."

Which is why a sense of doubt creeps in. This is too good to be true. There has to be a catch. I lean in closer, lowering my voice. "Kevin, that's... way too much money for one night. What's the catch?" Kevin glances around the empty bar and fixes me with a stare. "Look, Mindy, I'll level with you. This isn't your typical gig. The client is... let's say, very well-connected. Russian businessman, if you catch my drift." My stomach tightens. Yeah, I catch his drift. I've heard rumors about the Russian community in New York, whispers of organized crime, and shady dealings I don’t want to get involved in. "Is it... legal?" I ask.

the time when it would be most appropriate to make her the main course. Svanna instinctively took a step back as she detected the sapphire eyes piercing too sharply. Nightroe was thinking about something. She knew the man would not give mercy. It was too dangerous. In a place where there were barely any people. Svanna just realized that this place was devoted to the meeting of the mafia—some of them had already left the event. What shoud she do ...?

He didn't want to dirty Amora's face and body with his hands, which were still stained. Not long ago, Regis had been involved in a violent and bloody incident. The reason he had left the penthouse earlier was related to his organization’s problems. Regis received a report from one of his trusted subordinates that a group of people was using the name of Royal Dragon to scam other underground organizations. Because of this report, Regis led his men to capture the fraudsters. He had information that these scoundrels were conducting a transaction at a warehouse in the northeast downtown area.

Felix had been furious that he’d been voted out of the family business, and taking over the underground businesses had been his retaliation. “He trained…thugs,” Johnson explained. “Felix did. Lots of them. Criminal men with no morals, no ethics. These men…they’d do anything for money. They’re awful.” Johnson shook his head. “We knew it was happening, that Felix was collecting an army of thugs. But we had no idea how bad it would get. They have guns. They deal drugs. They’re….so dangerous. And I guess it was only a matter of time before they came after my father.”

Studying business during the day and beating the shit out of thick-necked cocky bastards at night kept me busy, until it didn't. Everything about it was dangerous. Each fight was riskier than the one before. The bigger my name, the more cocksuckers who wanted a piece of me. It worked until the day Oren's world and mine collided. Cartels don't limit their investments to illegal drugs. I came out alive, barely. The other guy didn't fare any better.

What if? I sighed, my chest heaving as I lay back on the couch, pulling myself into fetal position, my face drawn. It was too much for one day. From finding out about my mother, my questionable paternity, and then that I was being naively groomed to take over from where my mum has stopped making costly, perfect babies. Everything kept coming back. The thing with Alvin killing Don Al for the same amount of money that my father had allegedly stolen from Vector. I remember how that angry man had called it dirty money. It was dirty. The sort of dirty that people who ran drug cartels found it too dirty. The type that even killers found way too unacceptable.