마피아 소설 & 이야기

I was going to know the shape of it before it arrived. At five in the afternoon Rem called back. "The shell company traces to a registered firm in Cyprus," he said. "The firm has three directors, all nominee. But two of the transactions on the account match payment patterns we have seen before." "Where." "The Marchetti family. Northern operation. They dissolved publicly four years ago but the account structure is consistent." I sat with that. "The Marchetti family paid the Rossi family to kill two people in Vanguard twelve years ago." "That is what the money trail suggests. I still need another confirmation before I would call it certain."

’ [Little brother, have you come to taste the little Bratva whore? Alessandro looked at his brother, ‘Perché? Perché l'hai presa e perché non me l'hai detto?’ [Why? Why did you take her and why didn’t you tell me?] ‘Lei è la moglie del Bratva Pakhan è stata una buona occasione da perdere ed è così fottutamente caldo, vincere, vincere fratellino e non sei stato informato perché non sei mafia non ti riguardava’ [She’s the wife of the Bratva Pakhan it was to good an opportunity to miss and she is so fucking hot, win, win little brother and you were not informed because you are not Mafia it did not concern you]

I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him quickly only to be interrupted by Landon. "Can't you two seriously wait? We're kind of in the middle of something if you don't remember." I grinned at him before shooting one of the opposing mafia members just before they could reach him, unbeknownst to him due to his complaining. His eyes widened as he glanced back at the body lying behind him then turned to face me again. "Thanks." I nodded, the grin growing on my face.

Nicholas remained oblivious to the fact that his deeply trusted confidant secretly prepared the blade against him. Luke was holding a sharp weapon against him. Adrian was curious why Luke wanted to betray Nicholas. “ So what did Nicholas do to deserve this betrayal from you.” “ He killed my parents” Luke’s voice laced with so much hatred that it even surprised Adrian. He could still remember that night clearly. Nicholas and his dead bloody parents body. He could remember feeling so helpless. He hadn't joined the Mafia then. He closed his eyes trying to block the memory “How” Adrian was confused, his voice bringing him back to the present.

We drank, and she had come begging for a taste of my dick, and I gave her hot, more than she could handle. She swung and spun around the pool like a professional, her ass swinging around with her. The fun part is that she is always naked, unlike other strippers who will wear pants and a bra. She finished dancing and walked off the stage without glancing at anyone. “Let the banquet begin,” Father announced from the head table, his smirk aimed in my direction. I looked at him with a stern face. He must announce the start of the ceremony since he is the most powerful mafia ever known in Italy. Father is the head of La famiglia Oscura, the deadliest mafia.

His rage simmered just below the surface, threatening to shatter his carefully crafted composure. He never got stolen from. It was an abomination to those who knew him. It was an unforgivable transgression. And yet, it had happened. With his rage will come chaos. His perpetrators will pay, they always do. It was a promise, a known fact. He is Stefano De Rico. A Mafia kingpin whose name sent shivers down the spine of even the most hardened criminals. He is the master of the underworld. He tames even the wildest beasts that refuse to bend to his will.

"What? A powerful, brooding mafia boss trying to win your trust? That’s something straight out of a romance novel.” Amelia shook her head with a small laugh. "I can hear you even laughing — my fucking goodness, you're gone totally." Mia chuckled. "It's not as if he is going to hurt you. You understand the scenario better than me because you are the one living in it, and before this, you know he has been making his advances towards you. You are not a child, Amelia so suck it up. A Mafia don here in Italy is interested in my best friend. While I am scared, I am also excited."

Eren is the baby of the group, or the mother of the group, he makes sure they don't do too much shit. But again you don't want to see him angry. "Someone over there is looking for our Queen of the mafia" Mavis mumbled while pointing at Angelo making him roll his eyes Mavis is known as the Gamer and killer of the mafia his a little bit like Kelvin but he smiles and does not always glare at people. "Queen, the mafia has a Queen now?" Peter asked "Not yet, I'm not married to her yet, " Angelo said slowly Peter grins at him before placing a hand on his shoulder

I just kept staring at Papa. "Their family is one of the biggest mafia organizations, not just in the US, Arietta. They do a lot of illegal things, and one of them is murderer. Do you really think they can't lie? Lying is nothing to them, Ari." Papa stared at me, as if he was trying to make me believe what he was saying was true. "I-I don’t think Aunt Giovanna would lie—" "Giovanna is part of another mafia organization, Arietta. She’s the daughter of Ciro Verdi, the former boss of their group. Now the two organizations have merged because Giovanna married Marcello. Do you really think that Giovanna Grimaldi is as righteous as you think?"

Blade inquired with a cold tone as she approached Marisa. "I'm Marisa," she replied, maintaining her artificial smile. Blade, unimpressed, took a seat on the nearest couch. "Marisa, do you know where you are?" she asked, her tone sharp. "Ummm... I'm in a mafia house," Marisa replied, nervously chuckling. Blade smirked and settled into the couch. "Mafia house, huh? Well, I guess you haven't heard about the Gambino family." "Ummm... I don't really know much about Mafia families," Marisa admitted, her nervous smile betraying her uncertainty.