Raphael De La Ghetto Novels & Stories

“He was at one of my clubs, drunk might I add, before saw me. He claimed that ‘Ezra D’Caprio’, in his eyes, ME, ruined everything for him alongside his wife. He started public shooting, and almost killed three girls at the club. Thankfully, the cops weren’t around the scene when we got out, and people were yet to arrive in full numbers. But I had to close down for a while. Now, I came here because if men are going to end up coming to Moscow to ruin my business, then I am going to have to deal with you.” “You’re part of the mafia, aren’t you?” “Isolated or not, it runs in our blood. I am Pakhan, or in other words, Boss bossov.” Boss of Bosses. “Or what you call a Capo dei Capi.” “Separated or

asks Falvio to Maurizio. Maurizio looks at Falvio once and then at Raphael and asks "Why do you think this place is good for a gallary?" "his place has a lot of history. This is where Raffaele would spend a lot of time alone. He would train kids to obey him. Some became obedient and some lost their lives. This place is the standing proof of Raffaele true identity. What he really was. He didn't hold back himself in this place. Anyone who was with him in this place, truly saw him for what he was" says Raphael.

Raphael now blinked, disbelieving the sight he saw tonight. He continued to look around as soon as he saw Lapzburg where he was right now, filled with many beautiful lantern lamps adorn the city. All around him, he saw many sellers offering various goods, from sweet treats to lanterns made for guests from the Northern kingdom and the local residents. The fact that he stepped out of his comfort zone to attend the festival he had wanted to go to while he was still living in his old place because people could not accept the presence of half-blood witches in his place actually surprised him.

Raphael also had casts and bandages over his head and body. “It was a family affair gone wrong. Less than a year ago, Raphael Rothschild married Henri Ascott’s only daughter, Sierra Ascott, in an intimate wedding in New York City. The couple was expecting their first child together, but it was then revealed that the baby was not Raphael’s, but it was actually Colton Rhodes who fathered the child. Raphael and Sierra were granted a divorce several months ago, but it seemed like Raphael wasn’t ready to move on. He followed Sierra, who fled the country with Colton Rhodes to France, and that was how the incident happened,”

page where he wrote GREENLAND, BOOKSTORE, KIWIS, RAZZI, LONDON SITE but this time hr added... 'At Annual Ghetto fiest.' When we pictured the caliber of people who always attended the event, these highlighted managers of the places were always in attendance. Greenland is owned by Razzi so he is bound to attend because he hosts the event. The Bookstore or library perhaps is said to be owned by a major General who resides in the town but is an indigine of our neighborhood and this explains why there were soldiers all around. It meant he was in town even though he barely came to the neighborhood. KIWIS is the largest grocery store in London. It is owned by S. M. G. Dangana and he made attending

He saw the raw, exposed nerve of my desperation and dug his nail right into it. Luca’s voice was low, dangerous. “Why would you help us?” Raphael tilted his head. “Because your enemy is not always my enemy. And besides—” his smile sharpened—“I like seeing how far you’ll go for her.” I wanted to put a bullet between his eyes. Right there. Right then. But I couldn’t. Because he was the only thread we had. “Where,” I demanded, my voice raw. “An old warehouse. Outside the city.” Raphael shrugged. “They won’t keep her there long. If you’re serious, you’ll come now.”

outside of room a man in his early 20 s standing with a hand in his chest and head down. He stopped and looked at his right hand man ...the man said "Lord ..the information of this girl's death already went to human council...I did what you instructed..we have to wait for their reply " ....he smirked and said "Raphael Ralph don't care about the reply of another side ...when someone will break the rule...he or she should die...this is the rule of my world" ...the man nodded in agreement ...he looked at his assistant and said "Clean up the body...give this to my loving Python girl...prepare my dress...I have to attend a function..." ....The man nodded and went inside the room... He was none o

His throat bobbed softly, and from his expression, it burned but he liked it. “Rafael killed Rico,” Gio said, “The trafficker. That’s why I haven’t been able to buy enough girls for my brothel.” His accent rolled off his tongue in anger, but Aria tried to maintain her irritation. “Che figlio di puttana!”(Such son of a bitch) He cussed, as he slammed his cup on the table in anger. “Merda! He’s out of control,” Marcel puffed out smoke, “He’s blocking off the ports too, and you’re letting him breathe?”

“It can’t be that easy.” I took my phone back. I didn’t know what to tell her about how her son had been treated. I’d met Raphael when I was much younger, when Joel was still alive. He was trailing behind one of the men on the Council. I’d seen him bounced around the Council for years until he was sent to Rapture, a smaller brothel in the southern part of Warhammer territory. I dialed the number, “Not… nearly as close of an eye as you’d think. He just had to keep him away from you. Ben’s got too many hostages in too many places to keep track of all of them.”

Raphael rubbed his sore head and slowly sat up as he looked at Felipe and asked, "You know me?" Felipe walked over to the window and leaned against it as he let out a light laugh as he looked down. "You're the young master of Romero Song family in Beunos Aires,the director of the biggest hospital also in Buenos,can’t you remember anything?”Felipe finished and shook his head. What a pity. Raphael listened, still unable to recall any of his past, he thought of the fact that he was now badly injured, and thought that he wouldn't be able to leave this place for a while.