Novel & Cerita Surrogate For The Mafia Lord

They took out their penises from their pants and pointed them at Harry's helpless body. “Arrrggghhh!!” Harry immediately screamed in pain when the mafia members did something he had never imagined before. His wounds became even more painful, even more painful than before. He continued to howl in pain, his body shaking violently. Slowly, his vision began to darken. “You're going to die, you stupid traitor!” said one of the mafia members, making the others laugh with satisfaction. They were going to prolong this old man's hell. ***** Meanwhile, Jefford, the leader of the Black Wolf mafia, was focused on staring at the photo of a wolf on the wall in front of him. It was an alpha wolf, symbolizi

The kind of smile a devil wears right before he throws you into hell. “Would you still offer your body now, Elina?” he murmured in a slow, dark tone. “Would you still beg to be mine, knowing how easily I could end you?” “Would you…still swear loyalty, not knowing if you’ll live to see morning?” His voice dipped into something darker. “You should know by now…I’m not your savior, Elina. I’m not some soft-hearted man who’ll wrap you in silk and whisper sweet promises. I’m a mafia lord.”

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

"No, I don't do chick anymore.” "So you do what?” He twirled his glass slowly, as if eager to hear my reason. “I'm neutral.” His throaty chuckle high-pitched and infectious. It's funny to me how every little statement made him laugh or was it an old age trait? "Man, it's one thing to lie, yunno. I can't believe that, I can't believe that the mafia lord can be neutral, nah, that's impossible.” He head dropped, nodded in disbelief.

Said Jean carefully. "Sure, you must have a lot of questions to ask. And call me, Delia." The woman named Delia introduced herself. "Who is Dominic? What does he do? Is he a mafia? Where is he now? And what is the motive for bringing me here?" Jean asked lots of questions in a row. Delia stopped her steps. "Wow !!! One by one Miss. You don't know who Mr Dominic is?" She asked back. Jean shook her head in a sign that she didn't know.

Thirty-year-old Damien Steel was the current leader of the Moretti family, a notorious and one of the most powerful gangs that controlled the region. Living up to the standard of the former leaders, he was brutal, cold, and heartless. Apart from his right-hand man, Armani, no one had the courage to speak to him, even if they tried, they ended up stammering. His dark blue eyes, which were always cold, were hooded and capable of piercing through the soul of the person he was staring at. “Open the car.” He commanded, whisking his hair aside. “Yes… sir.” His driver replied and the next minute, the door was opened. Crouching, he scoped an unconscious Scarlett with his broad arm and with a smirk p

Master Luca Wilde roars back, his voice shaking the heavy wooden pillars. Luca Wilde is a legendary elder in our werewolf mafia world, his fur streaked with grey and his silver eyes glowing with a lifelong love for battle strategies. He is totally different from Master Luciano. Luciano is much younger and climbed the ladder by playing dirty territory politics, snagging the presidency of the Painters Association to play power games. Luca holds no fancy mafia titles, but his immense clout comes purely from his raw talent, honed over decades of devotion in the wild woods. When it comes to pulling dirty strings, Luciano is the go-to guy across the borders. But when the talk turns to actual brush

Or. "Adam? Damn. I should have let that wolf tear your throat!" "L-Leonard?!" Adam startles, his face pale as a corpse. He didn't anticipate the mafia being in Rossie's territory, alone. "W-What are you doing here?" "Don't you have the shame to return here?" Leon retorts without answering Adam's question. However, Adam is not in good shape. He starts trembling, and his eyes suddenly blur. Leon doesn't bother Adam further upon seeing his alarming condition.

“Do you really think it's all for money? If that's what you think then you clearly need a rethink. Lucas is a fuckin mafia lord, if I cross him, I die!” She thundered sharply as the frown on my face dropped to a mask of pure, unbridled fear. The rumours were true. I always knew they were. Whenever I stared at Lucas, I felt the heavy energy coursing around him. I always knew he was more than what Madame Browne said he was. He was a mafia lord. A fucking mafia lord! “I can help you flee… I can do.. anything.. just let me walk out of this elevator alive.. I'll do anything Please.” I said and she stepped closer to me.

My eyes widened. “I can help you if you help me. Landon is a mafia lord, you should know. I know everything about him but you don't, he's a web of lies and secrets that you can't untangle, you can only get rid of him instead. If you decline the contract, let's work hand in hand to take down his empire and you'll get back with your boyfriend, Tyler Danvers, and I'll make sure to give you a nice job and elevate your mafia family.”.