Novel & Cerita Why The Mafia Is Not An Aesthetic

“No one bats an eye when an upcoming artist in Chicago dies. Maybe the city will mourn him for 24 hours but that would be it.” I heard the loud screech of the chair against the marble. “You killed him?” “You make it sound like a crime.” Now, I looked at her. Her eyes were misty and her bottom.lip quivered. “It is! He was better off in prison.” “The little shit would be out on parole if he is on best behavior. That's why justice looks stupid nowadays.” “I hate you!” “And you think I care?” She turned around to leave. “Try walking out that door and you'll find out why I'm a mafia.”

he said with a smirk. I stared at him for a moment before shaking my head and heading outside. In the driveway, a sleek black Range Rover awaited me. The driver opened the door with a respectful bow, and I climbed in without a word. As the car pulled out, Damon’s words replayed in my mind. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do. A laugh escaped me, sharp and bitter. “Damon Dark, mafia and werewolf,” I muttered to myself. “What he wouldn’t do is make peace.”

Alexander pov Drugs, weapons, and death. Those were the three words that defined the mafia. When I was younger, father would always sit me down and remind me that nothing was more important than staying on top. "Emotions are a weakness, Alexander. Something the likes of us cannot afford. They’re a distraction—nothing more than a fleeting delusion meant for humans. But you are not human. You are a monster, a creature of the darkness, and that is what you must be to everyone… even your family, even your child. Because your own blood might be the first to stab you in the back."

Volume/Book 1: The Stylish Mafia Girl & Her Muse Mafia men have been the trend of town for ages; their dominance over the world resembles a ghost ruling the graveyard—driven by that statement when exceptionally beautiful female Simone Thompson—the ruling Mafia of Austria vows to change the belief, then destruction is accompanied by terror, action, and the everlasting love to kill for adventure.

Although Amadeus was not cleaning their own mess, being in the mafia world is prone to having to deal with dangerous and stomach-turning works. But what stands their organization among the rest is that they stand at the top, and what drove them to the top is not the greed for power, but for vengeance. Those fools did something to Amadeus, to his family, that ended in an incident that they will never forget and will never forgive. That incident made them who they are now in the mafia world, cold-blooded and bloodthirst.

Lorenzo broke first. "Please." The word came out cracked. Pathetic. Human. Mark didn't move. "Please." Again. Nothing. Mia found herself looking away. Not because she pitied Lorenzo. But because she suddenly understood something she hadn't before. The mafia didn't survive because it was brutal. It survived because it knew when brutality wasn't necessary. That realization unsettled her more than anything she'd seen. On the drive home, she stayed quiet. Mark let her. For once.

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Her heart wanted to leave the matter as she was not in her right sense or do what Falcone did years back and still redempt over it. The very first one is acceptable as it will extinguish her soul's anguish! “when you fuck you can’t see status, person or their occupation. You did it in the past without any iota of regret. When I asked the same, you started preaching to me? Yeah why not a CAPO, a great mafia leader with a high bloodline would want to copulate with a peasant. But I have a solution… I know you are not interested in me to get laid..no no no the right one is FUCK.” She came close to him and whispered

Martin was silent for a while, thinking of what Tyler was saying before shaking his head like he didn't care. "You want me to leave work then spend my life trying to make a woman forgive me? In case you've forgotten, I'm Martin Llyord, a ruthless and dangerous mafia,I have goals and love isn't part of it" he rolled his eyes and put some toothpaste in his electric toothbrush. Tyler just chuckled and shook his head.

Ken answered, “As long as you’re with me you’ll be safe.” “Why is that?” I asked. “I am one of the most feared Mafia leaders out there,” he smirked,”Only the stupid people dare to mess with me.” “Okay then,” I mutter. “We’re here,” Cole announced. “Lets party,” Dexter cheered. We got out of the car, and I looked at the big house in front of me. “Jesus you guys must be billionaires,” I gaped. "What did u expect,” Ken clarified. We walked into the house, and I was surprised to see everyone look so……classy.