The Mafia World is shaken by the fall of top families. It appears that this feared world has its more evil root. It is called the "Mirage". Saint D'Angelli is a merciless and heartless punisher of the arrogant families and is ready to eradicate them without the outside world knowing about their secrets. His looks, aura, and combat skills made him the most fearsome Underground Boss of Mirage System. Women would swoon over his sexy appeal but he is cold-hearted and sucks at dating. However, a brazen top secret agent appears and tries to unravel the secret. She is Keira Vince. She entered the Mafia World because of her dark past. With that, she was tasked to disguise herself as a Lady Consigliere of a top family that is scheduled for Mirage's eradication. She needs to seduce the underground boss to unravel the secrets of the Mafia World. Little did she know that Saint is also tasked to seduce her. Many obstacles will arise and secrets to be unraveled from both Saint's and Keira's pasts that will lead them to team up with each other until the end. With their seduction tasks, who will fall in the trap first: the Underground Boss or the Lady Consigliere?
View MoreKeira was behind the glass where she could see in real flesh the infamous Lady Consigliere of the De Rossi Family, T. Sawyer. After that successful entrapment, her team delivered the suspect to AMSAF headquarters.Keira had her arms crossed on her chest while she observed the situation.T. Sawyer is a petite woman, skinny to be exact. Freckles were all over her body like she was marked a dozen times with a pen marker. Her short bobbed blonde hair was unkempt going all over her face. Her dark circles showed as if she had a rough life all over her face. She seemed strong. Keira couldn't tell if she is a drvg addict or just an average geek trying to mess up with the police by joining a highly dangerous society, the Mafia World.But right after she reviewed her file, that was when she was bombarded with the truth.She let out an amused laugh while examining the suspect's expression."What do you think?" a voice suddenly asked beside her. "Surprising, huh?" Keira looked over her shoulder a
Keira Vince wore a different character. Her brown sunglasses, red scarf, and stylish Sunday dress had her getting away from her real identity. Her real mood and all. Her Prada bag was clipped to her elbow. She walked in a girl way, stretching all her muscles up to her ears to form her fake smile to people around her.She could hear them murmuring around her asking about her identity. When everyone saw how casual she waved to the Capo of De Rossi, everyone froze.The guy smiled at her. He is Capo Luci Gaffon of the De Rossi Famiglia. The guy had known her since she disguised as Milani Sarmiento, an Italian-Filipino model who just moved to Spain for a vacation. The moment they met was dramatic. Keira wished she could get a grip on all the details from the capo in no sweat but she needed the timing. As Chief Roque said to her, "Timing is the real gold".This mission is one of the most important things the Anti-Mafia Special Action Force (AMSAF) has to do. They are very close to getting a
Monte can't believe his eyes. For years in service inside De Rossi Famiglia, he has never seen any shadows of the Mirage System. He has known them only through their Don's summons in a meeting where they are always reminded to avoid meeting one member of the secret society. What he knows is that the Mirage System has a new Underground Capo Famiglia 2 years ago and since then, the silent mayhem every Anti-Mirage Famiglias did has now reached their doors to the end of their reign. This man is unique in his operations and is very dedicated to making the Mafia World justifiable and to stay a secret.This man, as his Don has described to them, is a man in a white tux and has the eye of the dead eagle. A merciless, evil, sinister man who is considered the Grim Reaper of Mafias. He is called the Mafia Saint.Saint stood confidently in front of the De Rossi Capo without any emotions that can be read. He waited for this day to come that he could enter a very complicated Famiglia like the De Ro
Finally after some several tries, the door has been freezed off from its security features."All good, boss. You may now open it..." Conner instructed after temporarily disabled the security feature of the door.Saint's hand is already in mid-air. He breathed in a bit to brace himself. He is not someone who is afraid of getting killed but right now, death is not his kind of option. He has to fulfill the promise he swore in front of his father's coffin..."I promise you... I'll avenge your death. I'll avenge your unfinished task. I will bring hell towards those people who plotted against you..."Saint finally came inside the main party hall of the resort. He saw few influential people inside the venue. They were holding wine glasses while faking their laughter towards other people. He heard a lot of show-offs that completely made him laugh a little. "Filthy dudes with their bling-blings," he commented.He is still in his bell boy's uniform. But compared to the outside mess, the people a
The well-known hero that slays wickedry like Zorro was long forgotten by many. The current generation is now fantasizing men in suits brutally slaying bad or good people, those who created chaos amongst mankind. The very people who opposed both inferiority and corruption amongst men are the ones that create the renowned word. It is being romanticized on TV and novels as though it is an acceptable thing for mankind.And as Zorro was long forgotten, so as the righteous ones had forgotten to fight for the righteous things in this world. It became a chaos that no one could stop.For Saint, his Zorro was his father. No one could do what he had to do in the past. And now that he is in charge of everything, all eyes are waiting for his fall.He is currently fixing his silver satin neck tie while he faced the human-sized mirror in his little apartment inside New York. After that, he put on his white tuxedo and elegantly moved. He brought his eagle-head staff with him, put on his white designer
After 23 years... Milan, Italy The tick-tacking sound echoed throughout the unsounded hall full of abandoned old and broken furniture materials. All the men who were inside that place stopped as soon as a man entered the old gray hall. A man walked confidently into the hall. He wore a fine bright white tuxedo, a white hat, and white pants with splattered blood all over them. He holds a dark classical walking cane with the shape of an eagle's head on the handle. He is tall and has a well-built body with fair white skin. He is Asian-looking with a vicious and mesmerizing pair of monolid eyes colored in hazelnut brown, perfectly complemented by his quite strong cheekbones and a bit angular sexy jaw. Despite fighting a lot of men from outside, he walks perfectly fine without any evidence of the struggle to see on his face. He approached the old man named Pacito Tolentino at the end of the room. He is seated in a comfortable gold chair carved in European design that is about 680 years o
Minneapolis, Minnesota, 1998The thunder roared occasionally in Minneapolis, Minnesota one night in October. The flashes of light from the chaotic storm made the 7-year-old Keira gasp. She stopped playing with her doll and its crib. A toy stethoscope dawned on her neck, playing doctor all day with her doll named Chinnie. Her dark brown and curly locks swayed as she turned her attention to the window beside her bed. The curtains glided along with the wind. It made her heart pound abnormally. The tension seemed so superb that she froze in her position. She hated seeing ghosts or monsters in cartoons or movies. Seeing them in person isn't what she expected either. She didn't move nor make a sound. She was cautious of her surroundings, felt the eerie ambiance of her place. That flooded her mind over and over until she decided to move.Three knocks on the door came that distracted Keira's deep thoughts. She quickly turned to the door and heard her mom calling her name.
Minneapolis, Minnesota, 1998The thunder roared occasionally in Minneapolis, Minnesota one night in October. The flashes of light from the chaotic storm made the 7-year-old Keira gasp. She stopped playing with her doll and its crib. A toy stethoscope dawned on her neck, playing doctor all day with her doll named Chinnie. Her dark brown and curly locks swayed as she turned her attention to the window beside her bed. The curtains glided along with the wind. It made her heart pound abnormally. The tension seemed so superb that she froze in her position. She hated seeing ghosts or monsters in cartoons or movies. Seeing them in person isn't what she expected either. She didn't move nor make a sound. She was cautious of her surroundings, felt the eerie ambiance of her place. That flooded her mind over and over until she decided to move.Three knocks on the door came that distracted Keira's deep thoughts. She quickly turned to the door and heard her mom calling her name.
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