The Mafias Angel の小説・ストーリー

I stated. “Reina, meet Jax, the American mafia b-“ “Mafia boss, trust me I know a lot about that and him and his ruthless methods. Nice to meet you… Jax.” I snarled with my teeth gritting together in memory of exactly what he did. “His men. Felix and Ang-“ Reese began. “Angelo, I know, he’s the best friend I told you about.” I interrupted and flashed a genuine smile to Angelo. “You’re Angelo Angelo?” Reese questioned with a disgusted facial expression scrunched on his face.

“You look nervous, ma’am.” “I’m fine.” I tried to hide my nervousness. “Are you sure, ma’am?” I nodded in response. Maybe when I open my mouth, I’ll scream because I’m even more nervous and Yuichi isn’t there. I don’t know how, but whenever I feel like this, Yuichi’s presence calms me down. So now that he’s not by my side, I have to stop myself, otherwise I might do something bad to whoever besides me. “In the next corridor, you will meet Don Facundo. Don Facundo, who is fifty-five years old, is known as a ruthless mafia boss. Many are afraid of him because he has lost a fight. I think you should avoid him.” Blake said.

The last auction at LA was simply made because a certain Italian don needed to be killed, and judging by that fact; I was sure not to head there as not to ruin things for the allying mafia family. It was stupid of the man to actually hold an auction on grounds that he knew weren’t safe grounds ad in what we called ‘the sacred territory’. Everyone who knew who we were knew what the price of breaking the rules was, and the men who dared defy that decision paid their price that night. “I have to admit, you look handsome yourself” Anastasia said shyly. She took my tie from me and went to help me put it on, and being curious to know what she would do, I stayed quiet and watched.

Never second-rate. The underworld deals with blood, drugs, and money. All of the superior quality, nothing of inferior origin. A dark chuckle escaped Arcangelo as he stood up with the pages crumpled in his fist. "You expected to get away with this, didn't you?" Arcangelo cackled at the man. "Did you really think you could double-cross the most ruthless Mafia household?" "I-I-I" The man shrieked as he yelled something in a foreign language, his sentries standing with their guns aimed at Arcangelo's men who instantly took aim as well. However, they were outnumbered, 2 to 1.

“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.

Angel has not taken a life with her two hands but I, the cold-blooded assassin still always feel like herself flinch whenever I was staring into her eyes. There was something about Angel, something dark and unfeeling, something auspiciously sinister that'd make even the most feared don reveres her. To the rest of the world, she was just Angel Volkov, wife to the biggest casino owner in the city and the owner of one of the best and most popular shopping complexes in the city but to the underworld, she was the Capo of the Volkov Mafia, second in command only to her husband, the Don. The Capo was supposed to be my title after everything I've done for the mafia but I didn't care at all about tit

That man was lethal when provoked and deadly if his family is brough to harm. Nikaulas couldn’t let this matter slide. Angela was the string that was holding Spanish and German the two most powerful mafia clans together. She was the essential factor and he had taken the responsibility of safeguarding her; more like the responsibility was forced on him but still. Besides, she was the queen of the German mafia. Her name was associated with his. A scratch on her would be a scratch on his pride. And his pride was something he cherished dearly. “Get the jet ready,” he instructed Stefan while patting his pet. He was flying back home. He will have to take the bull by its horn.

"Then it turns out Harper was only a spy" Valerie gasped "And the reason why he came was because of Rachael" Madam Zuna continued "Who's Rachael?" Valerie asked "Falcon's wife, mother of the three siblings" Madam Zuna replied "Then....my father came because of her? Why?" Valerie asked "You see? Being a Mafia can be dangerous Valerie, I mean your opponents will try whatever to bring you down, and if they can't get you, they go for your weakness, that's how things work here"

she says with a hint of sadness. "Well?" Angel finally speaks. "How do I put this......" mama drags out. "We as a family are running the Italian Mafia"

Andrei tells her and she looks at him suspeciously. "It's Angelina" She says finally and Andrei throws the money on her and she catch it out of reflex. "That's for telling me your name. Get off the streets." He says then drives away ignoring her shocked look. I look at him but don't say anything. His mother worked on the street before she had him for a mafia man she slept with one night. They killed her and took him when he as six. So seeing Angelina on the street must have brought back bad memories.