Mafia Bodyguards の小説・ストーリー

She wasn’t dreaming, Julian had finally come for her. “How did you get injured?” she asked him after she’d gain some sort of control over her own thundering heart. She lightly touched the cast as Julian continued to hold her close with his free hand. “Remember how I told you that I have another mission left ‘till I become CEO of the Turner Security?” Julian asked. Sia nodded, her face pressed to his chest. “That’s what kept me from you for so long: my last mission as one of the company’s bodyguards. But it turns out, there were a few Mafia thugs involved, hence the wounds and the broken arm.

Because if Jesse didn’t go back with any info from tonight, the gang would send more, other people, who weren’t going to be cute Jesse and Michael would have to do stuff he didn’t want to do. So, if Garrey wanted to know more about him, let him. That’s why Michael quickly stepped back into his role- the one of a mafia member from the lower ranks and repeated the tale of how being a bodyguard was what he’d been doing his whole life and nothing else.

said Avanindra. "Who is this guy anyway? Does he have that great a track record against mafia?" asked Aryan. Avanindra sighed. He sure as hell was not going to tell his son that the man who is going to protect him is the nightmare of many across the globe, mafia's included. That would not go down well with his son and he wanted Salvatore's presence kept quiet as much as possible or Salvatore would end up drawing enemies to himself and become a target.

the door cracked open as Damon came inside interrupting her thought. "Can you leave us alone Damon commanded the guards of which they obeyed" being the best and most trusted friend to the deadliest mafia king feels so good? He gets whatever he wants and also give orders, he is almost equal to Jeremy but Jeremy as the mafia king has more authority. "Hey, are you alright".? "Yes, she answered". "Don't worry I will get you out of here very soon" With that, he gave her a peck on her lips and he turns around to leave but was interrupted by her charming voice.

“I suggest you speak now, ragazzo. Torture is Cara’s most favorite sport. You’ll regret not talking.” He then pulled the knife out of his thigh… slowly. Dylan Ross groaned again in pain. “I’m impressed. He holds omerta very well.” Sol scoffs. “Look at him. It’s obvious he doesn’t belong to the mafia.” “And yet he knows your name, fratello. It’s such a wonder.” I spoke calmly. I stepped to his front as I looked at him trying to lift his head to look at us. “You know the guy standing in the corner of this room.” His eyes weakly traveled to Franco. “His name is Franco as you have heard me speak his name many times. He's the best tracker. The best of the best. He finds anything and everything I

Mia was safe in one of the secure wings, under heavy guard. “I’ve been digging,” Elena said, sliding a folder across the table. “Salvatore wasn’t working alone. There’s a network of about fifteen old Council loyalists still active. They call themselves ‘The True Blood.’ They’re funneling money through offshore accounts and recruiting from the disgruntled capos who don’t like your legitimate business push.” Leo flipped through the files, jaw tightening. “Any direct cartel connection?” “Not yet. But they’re reaching out. If The True Blood gains enough momentum, the cartel might decide your reformed structure is too unstable and back them instead.”

I received it in haste and i dash into the airport. I started to look around for anyone suspicious , anyone who might be the rightful owner of the bag. " Hi " I heard behind me and i whirled around to see a white handsome guy with a long hair which he pack in a ponytail. No doubt he was into something illegal because his face looks like those of the criminals in the movies i usually watch Back home ,he has a scar on his forehead. Subtracting the scar he would have been the most handsome man i have ever seen in Louisiana.

26 YEAR LATER: Alex, an Alpha and head of the most powerful, biggest mafia group in the city, entered the club like he owned the place. On his sides were his cousin, brother Mike, and friend Type, his two bodyguards. Alex was very capable of taking care of himself, but he knew he would always be a target.

Mikeal's bodyguard. My father has a special habit. His bodyguards must have his initials on their bodies. This is not only to remind the bodyguards who they are serving, but also to highlight Mikeal's rights. To ensure their loyalty, Mikeal employs bodyguards for life. It means that the bodyguards are getting paid a lot of money and selling their lives to Mikeal. If Mikeal were to terminate the contract, the bodyguards would not only have to pay a high penalty for breach of contract, they would even be secretly killed. That's how Mikeal works.