Novel & Cerita Sit Down Mafia

The list seemed to grow exponentially with each passing memory. He knew he had made a lot of enemies over the years. But none of them had ever almost succeeded in killing him. Andrew knew this field he was in came with, all its dangers and more, but he always knew who he was going to track down. This time was different, he didn’t have the slightest idea who the person or which Mafia organization it could be. Finally arriving home, Andrew was sitting in thought in the backseat. Alfred broke the silence, “Sir, we’re here.” He said with a calm voice.

I had thought about it before coming here, i just wanted to know what their thoughts were on it. “Problem solved then” Luca muttered clapping his hands. "You have to do what you've got to do" rafael said from beside me. “I would see you guys tomorrow, i have to go” grabbing my keys from beside me, i headed out of the club. Women were always considered weakness in the mafia and most times it gets the strongest man killed. It's just for a year i thought as i opened the door and went straight to the basement without getting out of my suit.

Third Person Pov: Thomas Allen is one of the most ruthless leaders in the mafia gang Hayden Wren heads. Its known as 'Python'. Recently, there's been a fued between the two, hence; Thomas moved to Dubai. The members of the gang thought things would dissolve over time... but it didn't. Communication seized between the two for the past two years. Now, Thomas is back to set things right.

The turnout didn't bother me but her support was like a warm blanket wrapped around my chest. The dimly lit hall was lined with black vinyl flooring and gold lighting, the silence heavier than noise itself. Across the randomly arranged soft couches and glass tables, sat some members of my mafia group, Charlie and James inclusive. They were engrossed in a heated conversation that they almost didn't notice our presence. On sighting us, everyone stood to their feet and offered a little bow. Walking past them, I took my designated seat with Serafina besides me as a morale support I thought I didn't need.

“Good girl. Now get dressed. We have a meeting.” Breakfast was untouched on the table. My stomach was empty, but his rules were clear, I didn’t eat unless he allowed it. My hunger twisted tighter with every tick of the clock. By the time we walked into his underground club, i was exhausted. The air smelt of sex and smoke. Mafia men waited at the long table, their eyes sharp. Brayden took the head seat like a king. I sat on a chair behind him with my collar on my neck. Then all of a sudden I felt it.

I gritted my teeth in frustration. "Aren't you understanding? I don't want to see you, so not talking to you is including that damn sentence." "I understand; I just don't care about it. Like I said, we have to talk. What do you want me to do to tame you?" I closed my eyes. I felt so hot. What the hell did I drink again? As I remember, it was just a few bottles, and though it's a hard drink, I'm pretty sure it won't make me drunk. I get used to any kind of liquid. Growing up as the daughter of a mafia boss, I learned to be tough in anything while I was in my drunken state.

“After what Noah did to Stan? You think you can just protect that freak and act like nothing important happened at all?” I shoved his hands off me violently, my eyes instantly flashing red with warning, Moses mentally clawing to break free and attack him. “Your mate actively tried to kill mine!” I growled, stepping even closer, my voice rising sharply with rage. “Stan and Eric ambushed Noah in the basement of your house. You wanna calmly talk about what happened? Why don’t you start by explaining why your mate was working with a rogue wolf to murder mine?”