The Mafias Angel の小説・ストーリー

As Halloway always said “In order to be a good agent, you’ve got to be able to think like a crook and anyone that knew the Mafia families well enough also knew that they had to commit a crime to cover up an organized crime which most times would lead to a slip up. Although it was going to be really hard, Charlie knew that she just had to be a little patient because when that slip happened, she would be waiting to get it and hopefully unravel the deep dirty secrets of the mafia. Then New York would be a safer place and these dark times would be over. She looked up from the pile of paperwork on her desk which she was trying to get through ,yawning because she was beginning to feel a little sle

That made all of us laugh a little bit. We finished our conversation and I made Charlie go lay down since he was looking a little pale. I then called up two mafias and they were more than grateful to help out. We all agreed that we would do this and become allies with each other. Which is great since I don't want to have to fight with them about everything. I did tell them that I want Nick and his other leader alive so that way we can all take turns beating him till they beg for death. They were happy with that part. One of them had a daughter who was killed by them and the other's wife was killed by them while they were doing a drug contract with a mafia in Spain.

"Yeah, they traffic women, children... everyone, kill people, go around with guns, shoot random people and go scot free, associated with rape, drugs, violence" Okay, that didn't go as well as he thought and he was getting nervous. "What do you think about Mafias?" "So that's what you want to talk about?" she asked, her mouth wide open. "Babe, please answer the question" "What do you want me to think about them, they are bad bad bad people that are dangerous" she gave Xavier a look that said 'obviously'. "What about mafia's that are good?" "Are there good devils?" "I'm a Mafia member, a main member Diana"

“They hired a Russian mobster who played me horrible. I managed to turn the situation around and not get so hurt, but this one is capable of anything. It's a real animal. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. “Do you understand why I really need someone to trust, Mina?” He asks me in his broken voice. “I feel like everyone wants to hurt me. I've done horrible things in my life, but this last time I've tried to fix it by getting all this shit out of me, trying to cut ties with these people, but they're the worst scum that can exist in the world.” “Black... That Russian mobster who played you is…” “Yes, Mina. He's Mikael Sydow's own son of a bitch.”

But in reality, they watched silently as everything fell apart around me. I stood up from the floor, lay down on my bed, and took a deep breath. Salvatore is my only hope. I have to make him fall for me again. I did it once, and I can do it again. I need to find out who Romeo and his men sold that woman, Angel, to. I'm sure she's just being used and exploited by whoever that is. The new boy at Narciso's mansion didn't mention anything about the syndicate or whatever loan sharks they owed. All I know is that Angel fell into the hands of people who are ruthless and corrupt.

I was furious “Lord is a Mafia king. There is no way he would get us a place he didn't keep under watch. One thing I know about the Mafia is that they don't trust anyone. What would have happened if you said whatever you wanted to say? He would have heard us and probably was watching us and would know exactly what was happening”, Lucas explained. I suddenly felt stupid as I covered my face in my palms in shame, It all made sense now, there was no way he would have stopped me from talking had he not kissed me. His earlier expression explained it all. He was trying to warn me not to say anything. And there I was thinking he was hitting on me. I felt stupid

That same hand that pulled a trigger right in front of me. I placed the photo back down. The bitterness burned through my throat like acid. The phone on the bed vibrated. A message popped up from Luca. ~ LUCA: The church priest’s file you asked for. I'm sending the details now. I unlocked the phone and scrolled through. Name: Father Kieran Hale. Background: An Unknown Orphan Occupation: Parish Priest of St. Philomena Cathedral. Age: 27. Former Occupation: A church worker. I scrolled down to see a picture attached down. He really had changed, his once tough body now looked fragile under my gaze, his faltering fake smile looked clean like he couldn't hurt a fly.

"We have a few hours before someone comes to disturb us, so try to sleep, we'll have a busy night at the club tonight." Kiara remained silent as she stared at him, not believing that he had held her in his arms. This must be a dream. Every situation with him seems unreal! He hugged her entire body with his body to sleep with her head on top of his chest his masculine scent made her limbs tremble again.. Kiara watched him sleep peacefully.. His name is Angelo from Angel of Angel perfectly suited to his appearance now he looks like an angel seeing his calm angelic face in this condition you would never guess he is a mafia boss! Angelo's steady breath made her eyelids fall asleep easily.

“But I have other aspirations in life. Becoming a mafia wife was never part of my plan.” “Watch your words when you speak of my son,” Mirella warned without looking at her, her attention fixed on the painting as if each word she spoke was just another stroke of the brush. “Dante isn’t just a simple mafioso, as you say. He is the leader of the ’Ndrangheta. The mere mention of the Bellandi name makes lesser men tremble. Don’t get it twisted, girl.” Her tone was soft, but every syllable carried a sharp edge—a reminder that Svetlana was a foreigner in a world that didn’t belong to her.

And now you dare rub it on my face? What you think of it huh? I accept my lifestyle; I proudly wear my status not like you fucking double face. You want to throw your brother into deep holes of sorrow fear and tears, to hell with you. Fuck it. Do whatever you want to get him back. But remember, I won’t help you even if you crawl back to me. Leave before I throw you out". It was the Mafia speaking. Lucas; was a whole mafia himself. He went out of his penthouse to god knows where leaving a messed up Jeffery and a silent Parker behind.