Mafia From New Moon To Full Moon

py old man could see he was capable of becoming the Alpha of the Mafia. His job was a feisty one, but he made sure every ou

obby said coming into his office. He knew Bobby was tired and didn't want

te.” He said scribbling on the paper. “Finished.” He snapped getting up, pushing his oversized le

didn't want to step over anything. Bobby rushed past him,

e. “Here.” Bobby snapped. “You

ing.” He said snatching the papers out of Bobby's hands. He looked down. “A little

led. “You got the pape

ou do it.” He growled throwing Bobby into the chair. “You need to show your respect, remember I choose who is Alpha, and your attit

air, rubbing his neck.

r. “I have information about a Daughter of yours.” He sna

e. “I know her face, but don't remember her name,” he said throwing the folder on the desk. “I have n

o the other side of the desk, he leaned against it. “My information is correct.” He snapped at Bobby. “You were a care

and he went and paid some girls, he was careful. He used prote

lly Brenda your whore isn't with the DeMarco family, otherwise, a new war has started and you will have to finish this before it blows up in your face. DeMarco is a dirty son of a bitch.” He said walking to the windo

needed to find Mico and get this started. His father threatened his lif

Mico

t the wall. “I have a daughter.” He said punchi

estion, he stayed in the corner.

d for, got pregnant!” Bobby looked down at his hand, it hurt and was bleeding but it was expected since he punched a brick

rely asked him to leave the ro

ound his phone. Dialing a number of an informant he ha

you?” the man on t

name. But she hung around Little Italy, she has a Daughter, I want to know if this is true or n

h,” Geno said be

“You need to get our plane ready, I need a shower, ten minute

ane. Mico was waiting at the door for him. “I called the boys in New Yor

no again. “We'll be there in eight hours, have a hotel ready when we arrive.” H

is, his blood boiled at the thought of having a Daughter, possibly by a DeMarc

id handing him

some water. Closing his eyes, he played this whole situation out. It was either going to be

y shook his head; he opened his eyes. “

ough the ride. Boys are waiting o

ns and a plain blacktop. He put his shades on, combing his black hair out of his f

t his team, they were perfect. He thought about running the mafia in the stat

t a number he recognized. “Y

me the pleasure of you in