Novelas y relatos de Yakuza Villain

That scar… god that intriguing scar that stretched from the top of his left lip down to his jaw only added to his charm in a strange unsettling way. The man sitting opposite him was leaner with a black fade haircut, ink creeping up his neck and knuckles. Kenji Sato — the Japanese yakuza leader that based in the heart of the country —Tokyo city. Alina recognized the sly man instantly. “Who's that with the Don?” Mira whispered to Alina. “Quiet.” She murmured back. Antonio's smooth voice spoke out. “What makes you think this Alliance you're proposing will benefit me?”

Luca's Pov I could feel the tension shift in the room. Almost like a hush fell on everything breathing and not. The Viper was not a name to be messed with in the mafia world. Everyone knew this whether affiliated with the mafia or not. Ken Kaori, a one time most wanted assassin, head of the Japanese mafia, drug lord and head of a global trafficking ring. Also known as The Viper. I never knew he and Vincent were on a first name basis. I knew everything about the Moreau mob syndicate. Everything but this tiny bit of information.

"What the hell are you talking about?" "The fact that I discovered, or rather, of the great possibility, although I still have no solid evidence that connects it directly to the facts," I remarked the last sentence very forcefully, "that my father-in-law, the Yakuza as such, has been doing business with the corrupt clan of the camorra in such a way that history takes complete turns involving even the Chechens themselves. According to my informant, the Yakuza is the most benefited from the route and, although the evidence is not entirely conclusive, the suspicion is valid. "You have to be lying to me, Hiroshi Yagami is the most upright man I know, he agrees that they are solid and when he all

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

Marco »»»◈««« I drove the knife into his hand, relishing the sickening squelch as it pierced flesh. His screams were feeble, pathetic. Prolonged torture does that to a man. For once, I found myself favoring knives over guns, appreciating their capacity to deliver relentless agony and suffering. As the blood pooled around his trembling hand, a smirk tugged at my lips. It was a satisfying sight. For fifteen days, I subjected Georgio Bruno to relentless torment, making sure that every moment was a living hell for him. He would fucking regret the day he ever crossed paths with us, I made damn sure of it. Day after day, I relentlessly tore into him, exploiting every shred of weakness, every hint

That's what they all believed. It was reasonable for them to think that way. A spoiled wealthy girl and a naive innocent one. Who was the villain? Apparently, no one was on my side. People believe what they want to believe, and I was the one who got their anger. That was that. They couldn't be changed. But I did hold some grievances. I was pissed not because everyone hated me, but because of Annika Summers, the girl with an innocent face I used to take as my best friend.

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

he asked, his brow furrowed. I struggled to catch my breath, the words spilling out in a hysterical rush. "I was abducted...by this scary, narcissistic guy with an eyepatch and his goons! They are dangerous, you have to help me!" The officer's expression shifted, a strange gleam entering his eyes. "You have come to the right place," he murmured, a chilling smile spreading across his lips. "I know who you are talking about, his name is Deangelo Luis Valladares, also known as Scorpion. He is the don of drugs and the most feared mafia in the city, and one of the four fathers."

A few short moments later, there was the sound of several gunshots and screams, and all was then quiet. Find your way out of your cage. And if you can’t find an exit, make one. ‘Easy for you to say.’ Ren thought to himself. [1] Yakuza: Yakuza is also known as gokudo, and they are members of traditional organised criminal syndicates in Japan

I asked and the Japanese Yakuza nodded with a smile. "Good." I smiled as well and leaned down to his ear to whisper something to him. He leaned back and bowed. "I'll do so right away, Oyabun." He said and walked away to the awaiting boat. That was something no one knew. Except my close one that is. I was the Oyabun (Mafia Leader) of the Japanese Yakuza and the Mafia Don of Italy and a partner to the Leader of the Spanish mob. Power was my second name and they gang trying to fuck me over should be praying to God, if he exists.