you enjoying this story please like, comment , share and don't forget to follow me. You can as well give it a huge reward. Thank you!! "There is no rule of law until the Mafia needs lawyers." ~ Stephen Holme. ______________________________________ Roman's point of view: We got down from the plane. I held her hand and walked to the car that awaits us. She looked surprised but I ignored it. I ordered the car door for her and she got in. She muttered as usual. I walked to my side and opened the door to get inside the car. Immediately I got inside the car, the driver took off. I remembered the first thing on the paper which is: let love be in the air. How am I supposed to let that happen? I don't know. "Stop the car." I said to my driver. He stopped the car. I faced Irina who was already facing me with curiosity lingering on her face. "Are you not hungry?" I asked her. I am trying to be a good guy here. He looked at me with confusion but nodded. "I am." She said in a low voice
If you are enjoying this story please like, comment , share and don't forget to follow me. You can as well give it a huge reward. Thank you!!"Mafia is a process,not a thing. Mafia is a form of clan - cooperation to which it's individual members pledge lifelong loyalty....Friendship, connections, family ties, trust, loyalty, obedience - this was the glue that held us together." ~ Joseph Bonanno______________________________________Irina's point of view:18+ BelowI unpacked on the clothes and poured everything on the floor. I can't believe my sight. She packed not even a single decent cloth here. What am I going to do?I picked up my clothes and called her."Hello." She said instantly."You didn't pack any of my clothes or pj. You chose only lingeries and short dresses, I don't have any decent pajamas to wear tonight." I said."Oh! Is that pleasant?" She said in the form of a question. I know she is probably smirking right now. This is what you get when a badass babe is your sister
"Guilt is the mafia of the mind." ~ Robert Mandel Irina's point of view: After Having breakfast in the morning, Roman informed me to get dressed before ten because we were going out before he left the room. I wonder where he went. Anyway, I was so excited when he told me. I am going out. But I don't have any good clothes to wear. I went to my luggage again to see if there were any clothes to wear. There is no appropriate dress for me to wear. I went back to the living room with a crop top and a mini trouser. I will have to tell Roman when he comes back about my situation. I turned on the TV and started watching a movie. A few minutes later, the door opened and Roman entered with shopping bags. "Hey." He said. "Hi." I replied to him. "What are those?" I asked him with curiosity as he put everything on the chair. "I thought you said you don't have a decent cloth to wear, so I brought you a few clothes, we can hit the boutique when we are free. But I think we have a tight sc
Forgive, yes Forget, No ______________________________________ Roman's point of view: I went out of the hotel room to the elevator. Everything was almost silent when I got to the lobby. I got out of the elevator when it reached the floor I was going to. "Hello handsome." A lady walked up to me. She is only dressed in her bikini outfit. She eyed me from head to toe as she licked her lips seductively. "Do you mind if we go to my room? I will fuck you to your satisfaction." She said as she touched my chest and used her finger to draw a circle continuously on my chest. "Trust me if I was single I would have jumped on the offer but I am married so I am not interested. Moreover, you see my wife in that room, she is a mafian. She won't hesitate to use her sword on you. I mean kill you. And she is the only one who makes me feel satisfied. So if you don't mind, I have somewhere I need to be right now and I am running out of time. Try your luck with another man. Have a nice day." With
please leave a review *Forget about it.______________________________________Roman's point of view:I entered the bar, passed through the tables and entered a room where Anurak was. As expected they are playing casino games. He will never let go of gambling. I leaned against the wall studying him for a moment. He has a scar now. The modafucka is now richer since he is working with the Milan family. The Fyodor family just used him for their selfish interest without treating him well. I can't blame them though.They know that even an enemy should not keep a traitor. Anurak is the greatest traitor I have ever seen, and yet he is living freely due helpful information he is always having for the Dons. Anurak is the best and greatest informant in the mafia world, he has his own team. His spy team is of the best. But he is always causing unnecessary rift between the mafia families.So, I am ending his damn life today. If I end his life, the Milan family will lose their greatest informant
** I left the hotel very early to go to the museum. I met Gan at the reception area, so I walked up to him.He looked so scared when he saw me."Good morning, sir." He greeted me."Good morning, dude. Where is your manager?" I asked him."Why do you want to see him?" He stuttered."I won't implicate you, don't worry. Just tell me where his office is." I told him.He told me his floor and how I would get to his office. I left the reception area and did as instructed.I knocked on his door politely, when I heard come in. I entered his office."Good morning, how can I help you?" He asked without even offering a seat to sit on."Can I sit down? Or is this how you attend to customers?" I asked him."I am so sorry, please do have your seat sir." He said. I sat down on the guest chair and faced him."I am here for business. Purely business. There is a painting that caught my attention and I wish to get it for myself." I told him."I believe you understand that the paintings and exhibitions
Great men are not born great, theygrow great______________________________________Irina's point of view:He came home late last night. I pretended to have slept. He undressed and went inside the toilet, his shirts smells of fresh blood. I understood what he just did. Sometimes every month, Ruslan and dad often comes home smelling like that. It didn't mind me, I guess I am used to it now.I didn't know when I fell asleep but when I woke up the next morning, my husband was in no place to me found. I didn't see him on the bed like I expected. I felt so angry but not disappointed, I guess I am getting used to waking up without him in bed.I went out of the bed and walked to the bathroom, I took a shower and went out of the bathroom. I went to the other room to dress up. After that I went out of the hotel room to the reception area."Good morning ma, what can I do for you?" The receptionist asked in her native Thai language."I don't understand your langue." I said to her."I am sorry m
You talkin' to me?______________________________________"Date?" I asked him."Yes, let's go on a date. A couple's date. A romantic one unlike the date you want to go to with that man." She said with a deep frown."I think he just wants us to go out. There is nothing bad with that." I said."Whatever!" He said."Whatever!" I said in a calm voice."Go and dress up, let's go shopping." He said as he took his phone and he started typing away."Are you okay?" I asked him.He looked confused for a moment before he nodded."Of course, I am." He responded before he continued using his phone .He has been in a foul mood ever since he came to meet me at the pool area. I didn't know what was wrong with him so I had to ask him if he was alright.I went to the toilet to take a shower, after when I was done, I went to the other room to dress up. I thought my husband was going to look at me with lust and take me on the bed when I went out of the toilet with an ordinary towel but he was so focused