Novel & Cerita Shelter In The Mafia

"The 20 students who will be left will proceed to level 2 of the training. Good luck my future mafias! Your time starts, now!" None of us moved, we just looked at each other. No one wants to kill, even Brenda and Maureen are already shivering. But we were very surprised when suddenly someone shouted not far away. "If you don't want to move, I'll kill you all! I need to be a mafia!" A man yelled which immediately alerted us all. And everybody is already in chaos. But do I need to kill? I can't kill! And I'll never kill!

"There's so much to explain, but now is not the right time. Your safety is our priority. Once we get you to a secure location, you'll be free from the shock, regain your memories and fill in the missing pieces. Trust me, Nalita." As Mia wrapped a bandage around Suzzane's head, her mind began to wander, and flashes of her past flooded her consciousness. It was as if she was watching a movie of her earlier life, a life filled with pain and hardship. She had been an orphan, passed from one owner to another in the despicable secret trade of slaves until she ended up in the clutches of a ruthless mafia household - Vito DiMarco. The three sons of the mafia boss had been perverts, taking advantage

Am I going to embrace what is my destiny, or will I remain the person that I know I am the best at…Colton Cruz. Do I really want to be a Mafia Boss that hides behind a bodyguard, that only draws his gun when he is pushed in a corner? Do I truly want to be another version of a Vic Stone? So as I am left here in this godforsaken warehouse to wait for a cleaning crew to come to clean up my mess, I have the world in grasp of my hand. But does it truly have to mean that I cannot sit around the same table as the Mafia Queen? …Trinity POV…

Santiago replied Mockingly, a satisfactory smile evident on his bearded face. He was a one time mafia Lord but later left the family and allowed someone else take over, he trained Nahil's father but the latter used that opportunity to create mathux for himself to keep him and his family safe, Mathux became the number one group in the country and no one could dominate it aside from Nahil and now he was back to make sure he gets his hands on Mathux and return as the mafia head, if only the woman seated by his side was smart enough to know he was just using her. Just like Nahil Gustavo, the man sitting would do anything at all to get the power he needs and right now he has taken what mattered m

I couldn't take the suffocation I felt. My father didn't stop me. He simply sighed as I made my way past him and into the family room. I wanted to laugh at the irony. I sat on the couch and stared at the piano. I wanted to play but I knew the moment I touched that piano I would break down. I had no room for emotion in my life right now. I was going to be the biggest Mafia Don this world had ever seen. Mafia Dons have no room for emotions or family. My father taught me that early on. “Good Evening Master, Neko is making Dinner. Would you like me to play you a song?” Ayla questioned as she spotted me staring at the Grand Piano.

"The only really safe place would be in the A****n mafia city." "Ah! Those women with an incredible harem of men? That place is my dream! I always thought it would be a safe paradise there." "Yes, actually, men's stay is prohibited there." "It could be a good place to hide. I believe the mafia will start looking there for the nightclub where you live, the assassin's ring." "Then let's head to that place!"

Don Lorenzo Valenti had forced them out. Burned their mansion. Shot her father. Destroyed their stability in one move. And worst of all? Everyone in the mafia world now knew it. The thought made anger simmer beneath her skin. Valeria clenched her jaw tightly as the convoy finally approached a large gated property hidden deep within a wooded area. Tall fences. Armed guards. Heavy surveillance. Temporary refuge. Not home. Nothing about it felt like home. The gates slowly creaked open. The vehicles rolled inside. Valeria immediately stepped out the moment the SUV stopped moving.

“He made it possible for you to live, and this is my own way of thanking him. He did all this for his mother. Why should I abandon him after getting what I wanted?” “Ava, are you hearing yourself?” Peter’s voice hardened. “Don’t be fooled by his generosity. Men like that don’t change overnight.” I pulled my hand away from his. “There’s a rumor about him being in the mafia. There’s a whole conspiracy surrounding him. I did quite a lot of research about him, and something is not adding up.” “I don’t care.” The words came out immediately. Peter stared at me. “I’m not leaving until my contract ends. Matter of fact, he has agreed to terminate my contract after one year if his mother gets well.”

He said one day he'd save enough and he'd buy us a house. He said there would be a little mailbox in front of it. And the nameplate would say Lorenzo & Liana. He said we'd get married in that house. Raise a kid in it. Live a quiet, ordinary, happy life. He said someday, when we were old, we'd watch the sunset together and just go. Then they took him. Locked him in a cellar. Said unless we paid up, they'd shoot him. The mafia has a rule. You never go to the police. Not for anything. You go to the cops, your man dies.

I replied as I wiped my tears “Maybe he was right, you are a dangerous person and I am an innocent one. You know the difference between you and I? I save lives and you end lives. I can’t see how this will work out. It is best you stay away from me. LET ME BE ZACH WESTLEY” With no other word, I turned back to my door and walk into my house slamming the door at his face. Maybe if he was different, we could have made it. He is a mafia and a killer. He runs the Italian mafia for gods sake, that is nothing I can take lightly.