The Mafia Lord and his Stripper

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bs," Beck said to his boss, steadying his hand on the pistol strapped to his waist. "I

est exposed and Beck tried to pry his eyes away. Nobod

t his personal home but the building where his gang members stayed. Being a Mafia lord, he had to separate his

cked up shit they always seem to draw on

It's getting tougher to find the

enough and I'm impatient. Carry on with the tor

y bo

. This is what bothers him, he's been searching for the members of the North gang for years, s

s an understatement, he enjoyed killing, he could say the same for any mafia boss out there. He's been trac

ring how tough, dangerous and skilled he was, people who knew about his gang wondered

s. She wasn't a typical housewife, she was ruling the South at the time. But then, young Xavier had gone up to his room to gather his own blanket made guns and he too

ere wide open, directionless, her blood gushing out from the bullet in her head. It ha

orth

. It showed Xavier just how powerful they were. They ruled the North with so much trepidation. Xavier could be a soft m

sses, no

tion was that he helped them kill people they couldn't even find. He didn't care nonetheless, he was just as untraceable as well. His gang members were even more dange

cken change to bring Xavier's head to a certain amateur gang. Till this day, it makes Xavier laugh. Trying to seduce him was the one thing he could ne

e day, it can come down to having to kill an innocent person to get answers. He still doesn't feel regrets about any of it. Dining and atten

their way through Xavier's walls and try to harm Xavier

means

him Kanik always did before he sucked the life out of them, either by snapping their neck, putting a bullet in their favorite body parts, he always makes them choose

he walk in closer in his room butt naked and stared at himself in the mirror. The man chuckled at

rts were neatly hung, he grabbed a dark blue one. Throwing it on, he turned to the other side of the room and grabbed a pair of black pants. He was dressed immedi

s undone. The ink on his chest, a tattoo that means a lot to him that read, "Hibiscus" was well written and he loved how eve

a chance that his competitors might know he'd be there so he had to go with tons of bodyguards. He grabbed a pair of white sneakers and left the closet to settle on his bed. Ca