Novel & Cerita The Mafia's Mercy

I raised my eyes to his. Logan nodded curtly. "They're a mafia organization affiliated with Crimson Eagle Industries, the competitor to Gil's. These men run the dark of the world. They handle all the 'business' that Crimson Eagle might need to stay off the books. Brutal, connected, loyal only to one man.”

“Set it up.” Brad’s expression darkens. “You’re planning to go to the funeral?” “Yes.” Lamar lets out a whistle. “You? Showing up there? That’ll get people talking.” Good. Let them talk. Let them see that I don’t forget debts or tolerate betrayal. Mercy in my world is the first step toward losing control — and control is something I’ll never surrender. “Good,” I say quietly. “Let them all see.”

Pay up, or the next one we cut won’t be a finger. I couldn’t breathe. My vision swam. The world tilted. I pressed the phone to my chest, rocking back and forth, whispering over and over, “I’m sorry, Papi. I’m so sorry.” People passed by, but no one stopped. No one cared. And that was when it hit me… The mafia wasn’t bluffing. They had reach everywhere. Even in the prison. Even in the law. Even in me. I stood slowly, wiping my face with the back of my hand. My cracked phone felt heavy, like a curse.

Smith gasped and fell on Falcone’s feet “Capo I'm sorry… I am sorry. I was listening to the new entry in the mansion.I..I..I was curious but when I was asked to check on some kid I couldn't stop myself and reached your floor. I didn't know about Mam. Mercy Capo Mercy….I will go far with my family. Please leave me.” he begged “Tck Tck, you are begging in front of the wrong person. People should think first before messing with me , but it's human nature what can I Do? Emry gave him a peaceful death!” falcone dectated

"Alright, I’ll get it done. The winners will join the royal warriors.” Kerry's POV: After I got off the phone with that crazy woman, I sent two of my spies to the mafia family. One of them has already contacted me and informed me that they are indeed intimidating people. The other spy mentioned that their daughter is almost 21 and has yet to shift. Knowing Red's disdain for weakness, I hope he doesn't do anything foolish like bullying the girl. I am uncertain about the timeline for this operation or when they will arrive. All I know is that the king has sent them an invitation to the kingdom. Do these individuals even know about the king? I doubt it. They are too far away, lost in their own

One that hadn’t been seen since the last mafia summit, years ago. Alex broke the seal. Inside was a single sentence, handwritten in bold, looping script: “You have seven days to choose a side, Morano. After that, we choose for you.” Below it was a signature. L. Ventresca. As Alex stared down at the letter bearing L. Ventresca’s signature, the words seared into his memory like fire across old wounds. Seven days. A threat veiled as a warning. A ghost from the past now commands the game board.

, I said before I walked out of the room. Going straight to my office, I had some files I needed to take care of, we needed people to help out with the fees of the orphanage. Everything was becoming more expensive and the children seemed to be multiplying almost everyday, we needed wealthy families to sponsor the orphanage, so I will be holding a Charity Gala two days from now. I hope it will also help some children to get adopted especially Serafina. Entering into my office I decided to invite people I didn't know I will ever invite to my orphanage, The Mafia, we needed the funds, so I will just have to invite them, after all it is a one day event, nothing to worry about, hopefully.

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

His body was a history book of scars—a bullet wound on his side from a double-crossing lieutenant, a slashed throat from an assassination attempt, and tattoos that told a story only the old underworld could understand. Jeremy wasn’t intimidated. He had seen worse. Hell, he had done worse. But he respected men like Michele. Because they were part of something bigger than themselves. The old world. The real Mafia. And that’s why even though he had to eliminate Salvora, he was here to do it the right way. Jeremy entered the visitation chamber, where Michele sat behind reinforced glass, his massive frame hunched over the table, his cold black eyes unreadable. Jeremy picked up the prison phone.

My anger was rising and my grip on my assault rifle was tightening. It was Jerry Gill, the leader of the Dragonbone mafia group located in Camden. Unlike the Morgan family's mafia business that only deals with money laundering and online gambling, the Dragonbone mafia has no specific field. However, they were famous for human trafficking, especially trade for women and organs. Then I heard Jerry whistling while still groping Jeanne's body. "You have good taste in women. It's a pity that you —" I couldn't stand it anymore, so I cut him off. "Keep your filthy hands off my wife or ..."