Novel & Cerita The Mafia King Broken Rose

If she wasn't clueless, she would have tried to be less obvious and planned more on how to get out of the place. Now, someone dares to poison her? If she catches that person, they will regret ever messing with her. And if they think they could mess with the princess, guess what? They now have a mafia to deal with. She let out a harsh breath and sat back down beside Arthur. He looked at her and asked, “Are you done thinking? So who gave you the food?“ Kira scoffed and rolled her eyes away from him. He frowned at the attitude but as he was about to caution her…

Despite knowing that he was already treading on a thin line with David. "Yes Don. But there are-" The sentence wasn't finished before the right-hand man found himself forcefully pinned against the hood of the car. His legs were pinned by the other man's knees pressing into them painfully as the powerful Mafia boss towered over him pinning his hands above his head. He could feel the anger rippling through the other's body. A stark contrast to the calm, unreadable expression on his face. Miguel knew that he should have been scared in his current position. Yet, he couldn't push back the small tingle of excitement that went up his spine as the thick scent of vanilla and mint assaulted his senses

V A week after my phone call with my little rose, I came to find out from Marco that rose's parents' accident was actually planned, meaning that someone wanted to kill them so they decided to temper the car they used that day in order to kill them without making anyone suspicious, and after a few days of investigating, we found out that the rival mafia in Russia was responsible for it as the Clays owed them a large sum of money which they failed to return and at that time they didn't know that the Clays have a daughter but unfortunately just a few days ago they found out about her and now they're hell-bent on finding who the girl is and as far as I know the Russians mafia, they are ruthless,

Grey growled, gripping my hips harder before returning between my legs, drawing his tongue through every sensitive spot. My legs wobbled. My body shivered. My skin became feverish. My feelings were a mess. Grey, the powerful Mafia boss, the killer, the one who owned me, was on his knees before me. The sole sight filled me with an odd blend of fear, embarrassment, and wicked excitement.

“I see it every time you look at me. I see it when you flinch. And I hate myself for it. But I’m standing here begging you anyway.” My heart hammered. “Kiss me, Isa,” he said. The words came out raw, almost broken. The ruthless mafia king who never begged anyone for anything was begging me. “Please. Just kiss me. I need to feel something real from you. Even if it’s angry. Even if it’s pity. Just fucking kiss me.” I closed my eyes. Fear washed across my face. I could feel it. The fear of wanting him and hating that want. The fear of letting him back in only to be shattered again. My breathing turned shallow.

"Let's test his bravery. I'm going to play with that old hag." *** Mr.Laurens was relaxing at his swivel chair after a meeting with a well-known mafia boss in town named Pablo, he talked to him and asked for an alliance against Vincent but the man said that he couldn't do that since Vincent is his boss too. "Damn you, Hastings. Gathering all the people and making them your men. You're a real asshole, I won't let you have your hands around my neck this time." Then the door went open, just as he was about to stand up and turn his head to see who just arrived, someone pushed him down, his face on the tiled ceramic floor. "W-Who the hell--

My mind goes blank from the pain for a second and I lose consciousness just enough to break free from Rose's order. And then I start running back to the pack house. I got there right as the rogue king was laughing. I see Rose take a step back and I can understand why. His laughter is cold, sending cold shivers down my spine. I've seen people go insane, and I know this man fits the bill. Rose has no chance escaping him even if she runs away now. She has to make a deal with him. A temporary one. I can help her, we can take the packs for him with Rose's new powers and then we can go. We can still go to Europe. I know she said she didn't want to, but I can make her change her mind. The only thin

I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him quickly only to be interrupted by Landon. "Can't you two seriously wait? We're kind of in the middle of something if you don't remember." I grinned at him before shooting one of the opposing mafia members just before they could reach him, unbeknownst to him due to his complaining. His eyes widened as he glanced back at the body lying behind him then turned to face me again. "Thanks." I nodded, the grin growing on my face.

the guy said "A mafia farewell," Dad said "Yes since Matteo is the head of the Spanish mafia and you are the head of the Italian Mafia Rosemary will get a mafia farewell. It's where all the mafia leaders and their families come. We haven't done it in a while but I think today we all need this," the guy said I looked around to see many mafia leaders standing near their cars and many guards around all of them "Thank you," I said and everyone nodded their heads "We also set up a parameter so that the media will not be heard or seen while we bury the mafia princess," the guy said

His rage simmered just below the surface, threatening to shatter his carefully crafted composure. He never got stolen from. It was an abomination to those who knew him. It was an unforgivable transgression. And yet, it had happened. With his rage will come chaos. His perpetrators will pay, they always do. It was a promise, a known fact. He is Stefano De Rico. A Mafia kingpin whose name sent shivers down the spine of even the most hardened criminals. He is the master of the underworld. He tames even the wildest beasts that refuse to bend to his will.