Romans & histoires The Mafia And The Nun

I felt like a woman who had finally found a way to make a mafia boss pay for her mother’s recovery. A muffled curse, followed by the sound of glass shattering, echoed from the room next door. I pushed the connecting door open without knocking. "You know, for a guy who's supposed to be an untouchable mafia boss, you’re making enough noise to alert every neighbor in the province," I said, leaning against the doorframe.

She lay and held her teddy bear closely. "Who is that man?" She mumbled. Brown scratched his hair. "He is a Mafia." "Mafia?" "Yeah. His name is Leonardo Cappuccino." "Wow. I have never seen one before. I only read about them in stories, are they exactly the way stories portray them to be?" Brown stared at her, "You mean like the way a bad boy that belongs to the Mafia falls in love with an innocent girl and then destroys the whole world for her sake?" He smirked and Ashley laughed.

Some witnesses who got interviewed by the press narrated what they saw and few pointed out that the recognized one of the men who happens to work for a dreaded Mafia. The coffee mug fell from mum's hand when Serena's name came up. She couldn't believe it. I walked in as saw the pieces of the coffee mug and rushed to mum. "What is it mum? Mum pointed at the TV speechless. I turned back and watched the news but couldn't get why mum looked terrified. "I don't get it mum. What is it? " She is a mafia." "Who is a Mafia? " Serena is a Mafia" " Serena? No way. Who said she is a Mafia?

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.

"We are the Black Roses. One of the notorious mafia families in X city. There are two other mafias that we work with. But the big problem is that they are trying to fight us to win. territory. It's a major subdivision west of City Y. I'm sure you've heard of this before." Yes. She has heard. "Anyway, they're the ones who shot Michel." Trying to find her voice when she noticed how dry her throat was, Fanny licked her lips and swallowed. "Why are you telling me this? When you release me, aren't you afraid of what I'll say?" To her surprise, Carlos turned his head and let out a loud laugh. "Why do you think I'm going to let you go? Oh baby ah, you're not leaving. You're our nurse now. You'll wo

Their enigmatic personalities held an air of mystery and danger, adding to the palpable tension in the church. Lady Bella, known for her sophistication and elegance, graced the scene with her graceful presence. Her refined demeanor and sharp intellect made her a force to be reckoned with in the complex web of the mafia world. Don Ermes, accompanied by his wife Chiara, who concealed her identity behind a mask, carried an air of enigma. Their silent partnership hinted at a deep understanding and shared secrets within their formidable alliance. Last, Don Maceo, the final figure to disembark from the bus, made his way into the church. His imposing stature and unwavering gaze exuded authority and

If so I need to get the girls away from them as quickly and humanely as possible. They're not good guys though they may seem it on the outside inside they don't give a shit about anyone but themselves ever since Maulvey’s sister committed suicide they became the most deadly drug dealer assassin and I feel that a storm is coming and the worst one in history one that can cause a war between the mafia and the drug lords. There has already been some ruckus about Dreads death and if they are blaming either of these two girls as well as the Greens they will take their ultimate revenge and it won't be pretty.

He scoffs and turns to look at her. " We shouldn't be talking about this right now cause there's a gun fight just few feets away from us." " I know, right?" Elsa say sarcastically. What did she just did ? She wasn't even thinking before shooting the 'Bad guys' as Radon put it. " One rule of the Mafia; kill or get killed. It's your choice. No one gives a fuck about anyone. You break the Omertà, you get killed. All of that shit is what builds the Mafia. We're gonna go out there and shoot some fuckers." He smiles as bullet hit the wall behind Elsa.

Thankfully, the men were decent as not to touch me. “We came down here for breakfast. Therefore, I do suggest we get something to eat because there are a few things that I want to ask considering the men who I would be meeting with” I said trying to change the subject. Truth be told, I didn’t even know how I was going to speak to a bunch of mafia men about becoming a cop. The two or three cops that I would be working with were also associated with the mafia, and that fact itself wasn’t assuring as I didn’t know how dirty or low this game went. Whether or not they were loyal to what they did or if they were truly with the cops. I didn’t know what to and what not to trust, and something just t

"Ohh. Are you somehow referring to him being a mafia lord?" "You know about that? And, you still accept his money?" "Darling, what exactly is the meaning of the word 'mafia' to you? If you're a mafia, does that mean that you're a bad person instantly?" "But, he kills. ." Zoey can't even continue her own sentence when she's literally inside a nunnery. "He punishes bad people, yes. I know that, too. But, all of the nuns here wanted to view that like he was the modern Robinhood. The money he gains from stealing from other people is a blessing for the hungry and poor."