Mafia Resentment

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a smile or even a grin on my face. I was staring at the man in

me mai? solo perché eri benestante? Credi che i tuo

ng to do it? Why? only because you were well-heeled? Do you

my brain, and I keep

u've got a greater chance. All you h

ers, was assisting me in cleaning up any potential messes, though I'm sure I'm being overly careful. Still, he's ranti

s competitors in the criminal industry. It's a good thing Mr. Richardson was able to work out a deal with another competitor to join us in

him could kiss, much alone have intercourse wit

hoping the motherfucker has just entered from his hotel suite. Do you have any idea how much that hotel room costs? A

you still have to catch a flight? Mr. Ri

brother, is dispatched to take my position. Despite my youthful age, I was the Richardson Mafia's right hand, and he remarked that because I was the only trusted and younger member, I ma

rivate jet. And because I knew I would be starting my work again the day I presented myself to Mr. Ric

ly gripped in my hands. Then, when one of the old man's bitches was giving him a job, his skul

I go into my pocket for a pack of cigarettes and light one while doing so. I flee the abandoned structu

ne of my closest friends, we practically shared the same faith. His mother, like mine, was a victim of assassination. Mr. Richardson first met me when I was seven years o

; however, I haven't seen my father since I was b

ut he knew I could outrun the knife that was soaring through the

ulshit, Kiaro! Because of what you did, We almost caugh

easy. I need to go. don't have

y head and

at I needed to catch a plane." F

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le of hours ago

nking, I noticed a woman on the dance floor who was dancing wildly. She had a gorgeous, appealing physique with her lovely wavy black long h

"watt prendere in giro" (watt tease). What's more shocking is

surrounded by a number of women, but I didn't make the first

ect at flower shops. Every time I went shopping for my mother's grave,

d I do that? I was surrounded by a large number of females. Ready to be fuc

navigating. I noticed her sport black Montero shrieking and then zigzagging. The car made a wooshing sound. But,

Bambina. I haven'

e, I drove my aut

han I had expected. Her blue eyes were fixed on mine. If I'm not mistaken, she was sedu

Because if she hadn't stopped,

ray eyes met her blue ones, I believ

ragazza così prima d'ora. (Fuck I hadn't eve

breath and s

he fact that my heart was racing, I

e girl