The Mafia And His Angel Novels & Stories

Morgan asked. “You don’t need to know my relationship with Marcel. Just mind your own wife, and what just happened was purely accidental. Marcel, let’s go home, and I will never meet this man again.” Angelica took Marcel’s hand and walked straight towards her car. Morgan could not believe it. Angelica, the woman who looked like Alice, turned out to be very close to Marcel—the future mafia king who controlled businesses in several countries and was among the world’s top tycoons.

“What? She’s the property of the Burning Devils, and I’m not leaving without her.” “Well, me as the head of the mafia in the USA is saying that you are going to be leaving here without her, and I don’t think your little club will be able to take down the Mafia. So, if I were you, I leave now and forget about Angel or you might lose your life and all those in your club.” He stared me down with such angry and I just smiled at him daring him to challenge me over this. He then turned to Levi.

his grey eyes show nothing but anger. We arrive at the docks. We file out of the car. Both Angelica and her accomplice are tied up kneeling on the cold hard cement. I smile walking up to them. “It’s an honor gentleman…” She smiles right back at me. "Burn her fingertips back sure there’s no fingerprint left…" I order looking her right in the eye. She tilts her head looking at her brother. “You know Dre you’ve got yourself a cute little wife. A bit of an airhead. She’s too naïve to be a wife of the head of the mafia’s right-hand man though.” She teases.

Just far away,❞ she said. Angel just wants to travel, run, and forget the pain caused by the painful events in her life. ❝Your problem seems to be big, ma'am,❞ said the taxi driver. Angel didn't speak; she just looked at him. ❝Did you and your boyfriend have a fight?❞ this is a gossipy question. Boyfriend? Angel frowned when the taxi driver asked her. She didn't have anyone with her, and she was alone. Perhaps the taxi driver was referring to the man she only met at the bar; she thought of nothing but that.

She is an angel He is a devil She scares of darkness, He is darkness himself Xavier is the most ruthless and heartless mafia of UK. His name feared all over the world. People fear of him. People say crossing his way it's like coming to death. He is famous for his ways of torture and kill. Angela simple breathe taking gorgeous, girl.After completion her education. She went to Island with her friends to enjoy their graduation. But something unexpected happened there. She end up being a witness of a murder. She thought it was a simple murder but she didn't know the murder done by the king of that Island. The most heartless Mafia king.

My angel was so concentrated on removing Daniella’s tongue that she still hadn’t sensed my proximity nor that Aurelio had given us space. Daniella’s gargled cries echoed in the basement as the blood oozed down her mouth and chin. I wasn’t sure if I should have been worried when Isa dropped Daniella’s tongue on the bloody floor with a deranged laugh, but something about my angel at that moment had me both hard and terrified of how capable she was at doing this. We have always ensured to keep the women out of mafia-related dealings like these. It was what you’d call, mafia law. But I felt like Isa needed the involvement for closure. She’d taken care of Mattias herself, so why not grant her Dan

I implored, my heart pounding with anticipation. I needed answers, I needed to clear his name and uncover the truth. "Let it be Angel. The mafia world is more dangerous than you can think. I don't want you to get hurt even more. Let the things be hidden. My life has already ended, I want you to live your life" he urged, his eyes pleading.

I stammer, each of us entering, pressing the button for the lobby as we did. “Yes you do, you just got all dreamy when speaking of him” chides Angel. “I-” pausing I don’t know what to say as it was true. I did have a thing for Mr. Tall, Dark and Scary. God I’m such a sucker for guys like him. But while I did have a thing for the man I met I knew I wouldn’t be able to act as I was engaged to marry into the D’Amico family and the reason I was currently here with Angel and Caleb, to try and forget that my father had sold me to the top Mafia family in the world.

“Isn't that wonderful?” “So what man, are you hesitant about the 09 fortune because of her?” “Angelo, not now.” I waved my index finger in the air. “Hillary is your key to the 09 fortune, why are you hesitant?” “Probably because he's in love with her.” Rafael suddenly joined in, I looked at him with daggers in my eyes. Angelo laughed loudly. “That would be crazy; in this mafia game, there's nothing like love, you know why? Because it makes you weak, no one wants to be weak over a bitch right?”

“Always poking at things you really shouldn’t touch. What if Enzo snaps completely? You know exactly how dangerously he can get when he’s angry.” “Let him snap for all I care,” I said, taking another long drag from the cigarette. “It’ll be incredibly fun for me to watch the chaos. He’s spent years acting like all humans are nothing and meaningless, and now he’s suddenly stuck with one he genuinely can’t let go of. I want to see exactly how long he can hold out and deny the bond.”