Our New Story…
?THE
MASKED
MAFIA?
(His Shy Spy…)
Written Solely By; Sommy Pearl F.
GENRE: R0m-nce, Action, Suspense, thri-ller…
TAGS: Crimes, War, Mafia, Gangs, P@$$ion…
SETTINGS: Milan,Italy & Seoul,Korea
♡SYNOPYSIS♡
After the death of the Don(Mafia Boss) in the Leo La Cruz Mafia Family in Milan Italy, Malcolm Keepers who is the mafia’s consigliere (Mafia’s Boss Advisor/Counselor) goes back to his own home country, Seoul Korea in order to gain billions and able docu-ments in his Don’s name.
In order to do it, He forms alliances and makes a gang and becomes a Mafia Lord, himself.
He becomes a famous and rich singer overnight as a soloist and must stay hidden during his works as a Mafia.
He uses a mask to achieve all this, and execute his plans.
LET’S TAKE A LOOK AT THE ♡MAIN CHARACTERS♡, SHOULD WE?
Malcolm Keepers: A once consigliere, now turned Mafia Lord. He was born in Korea before moving to Italy with his parents, at the age 10.
They died and he grew up in Mafia’s surroundings there, In Italy. He later moves to Korea.
Code Name: Boss.
Ariana Bells: An @$$@$$in, who loses her memory after an accident. She’s taken hostage by Mafia and his gang.
Wanna know why she was held hostage by Malcolm? Make sure to read, then. Sure enough, She becomes pa-rt of the gang…for the main time.
Code name: Spy.
Rhoda: Malcolm’s Korean ex girlfriend who grew up with him while at the Mafia’s family palace.
She was an ordinary maid then, before they broke up.
She moves to Korea and joins Malcolm’s gang. She’s really fast and good with any type of guns, and fighting skills.
Code name: Bullet.
Cindy: Malcolm’s cousin. She’s a cool headed doctor and also a pa-rt of the mafia gang.
She mostly specializes in treating them when wounded, and she’s good in fighting and defense too.
Code name: Cactus.
Ken: A lawyer who wins 99.97% of his case, whether throu-ghlegal or illegal ways.
He’s tough and he’s good with fists and any type of weapons.
Code name: Censor.
Kev: Ken’s twin, and a university professor, in the depa-rtment of languages.
He is a linguist and hence, can speak about 51 different languages.
He’s also tough like his twin, but still opposite from him. He’s good with weapons and fighting skills.
Code name: Key-Lar
Oliver: The youngest of them all. He’s cute, jovial, energetic and he’s a playboy. Yeah,,, playboy.
He prefers the club to the Mafia’s hangout. He’s the hacker in the group.
He can hack the unhackable. That what makes him special. Oh,,, He isn’t good in fighting. He’s learning though.
Code name: Bob
This Is Gonna Be Super Interesting.
PROLOGUE
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Malcolm’s eyes let out bitter hot tears as he watched the golden coffin being led away.
“Leo was a good mafia boss. He never deserved such rogue…death” Rhoda came into view.
Malcolm cried again.
Rhoda sighed and kept his head on her shoulder, as he cried.
“I can’t console you enough,, but just know I’ll be there for you” She muttered, and lifted her umbrella higher, which made the raindrops louder.
2 DAYS LATER**
“WHAT! You plan on leaving? Why? Korea doesn’t want us. The mafia family does! You think living as a maid here is what I desi-re??” Rhoda cried, slowly.
“I have some unfinished business down there” He muttered.
“Then, what about me?? You wanna leave me!”
“Rhoda,, please…un-derstand me”
“I can’t! Listen, If you leave. Its over between us!”
“Just come,, with me…please” He whispered, trying to hold her hand.
“Do you even love me??, Stay if you do!”
“Trust me, I do but I-
“I hate the word,, buts!! And I hate you more!” She screamed, took her hand off and kicked him.
“Oww” He whimpered and watched her leave sadly.
He sighed de-eply and looked down, at his p@$$port.
“Korea,,, Here I come”
A MONTH LATER, SEOUL, KOREA**
IN THE GENTS**
“Here,,, my card” The C.E.O of Makers Entertainment Company said.
Malcolm collected it.
“What’s this?”
“I wanna sign you as a soloist”
“I don’t un-derstand?”
“I just heard you singing and I must confess, You have a melodious voice,,, plus your face…Its so breathing. Who wouldn’t wanna see you on screen and the stage??” The CEO smiled.
Malcolm looked at the card de-eply.
“And that was when i bought two lives,,,A mafia and a soloist…” He thought.
“It was gonna be worth it, I guess?” He added, with a smile.
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?THE
MASKED
MAFIA?
(His Shy Spy…)
By; Sommy Pearl F.
CHPATER 1&2
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“Oppa!! Saranghae!!(I love you!!) I can díe for you!!” The loud screams rented the air.
Including the surplus light sticks waving about, in all directions.
“Ahhhh!” The audience couldn’t stop screaming.
Malcolm as usual, didn’t fail to bless them with his de-ep and natural sweetened voice.
Some girls fainted due to the fact he was hot, Se-xy looking, handsome, charming and had a voice, taking all this traits mentioned.
?I will always love you?
?And only you?
?I will make you mine?
?Till we díe..eee?
Malcolm stopped singing and smiled at the crowd after raising his eye lids.
“Saranghae Co-keepers!” He shouted.
Co-keepers is his fandom name.
“Saranghae datul!!” They all screamed back.
He took off his shirt and threw it to them and they all screamed so loud, trying to get it.
They stared at his hot and able abs, taking videos and pictures.
Drips of sweat went down, making it, look more se-xier.
Some of them fought for his shirt.
“Thank you for your time” He said, and made a large heart sign, over his head.
He bowed down slightly and the stage bought out a heavy thick smoke effect.
The moment the smoke died down, Malcolm keepers, was out of sight.
“Ahh!” They all shouted, sadly.
They wanted to see him more.
They wanted to hear his voice more.
THE CHANGING ROOM**
“M.K, That was so muah, great. What could I have done without you?” Malcolm’s manager, a bald man by name, Mr. Chadwick asked, m@$$aging Malcolm’s broad shoulders.
Malcolm was seated, facing the hu-ge mirror.
He closed his eyes, and brush Chadwick’s hands off his shoulders. This story is solely written by sommy pearl f. on authoress sommy pearl’s libr@ry on fb.
“How was the performance?” Malcolm asked, coarsely.
Chadwick scoffed.
“And do I have to answer that? Isn’t it obvious? Its veryyy perfect. br@vo, M.K”
“So, what else, on my schedule?” Malcolm asked.
“Nothing much. We should have a commercial deal with a wine compa-
“I won’t do it” He cut off sharply, with a scoff.
“Wh…at? No…Wae?(Why?)” Chadwick wide-ned his eyes and Malcolm inhaled de-eply.
“I’m leaving” Malcolm stood up, and took his black leather jacket from the chair, rest.
He wore it and advanced to the door but Chadwick quickly held his arm.
Malcolm looked at his held arm and glared at Chadwick dangerously.
“Oh…I’m sorry” Chadwick blinked, and took his hand off.
“Why don’t you wanna do it?” He asked.
“I have plans. Good day, Mr Chad” Malcolm replied and walked away.
“Oh goodness” He sighed, as soon he was out of sight.
****
“Boss!” Oliver greeted when he saw Malcolm walk into the cartel.
Oliver is pa-rt of his mafia group.
He’s a big time computer literate and can hack the unhackable.
He’s number 1 in that and no one does it better than him.
They were 2 other guys, twins, precisely,, and a young calm lady with him.
They also paid their respects by greeting him but Malcolm ignored them all and sat down on his hu-ge and royal chair, which was silvered made, with red softings.
He had this bold and cold facial expression and his gaze definitely showed he only meant business.
“What do we have in hand today?” Malcolm asked.
“Oh… So, we-
“Hold on” Malcolm stopped him.
Oliver swallowed as Malcolm looked around.
He breathed angrily and stood up, walked to a desk, tou-ched it and looked at his palm.
“Red li-pstick” He muttered.
He sque-ezed his face and turned to them all.
He looked at the only girl there who happened to be his cousin, Cindy.
“It’s not you, Cindy. You hate the red color and there’s no other girl here” He blurted, staring angrily and dangerously at them all.
He sniffed, and suddenly jacked out his pistol from his pocket.
Pointing it to Oliver who was fidgeting seriously and vehemently, Malcolm asked;
“You brou-ght in another lady?”
“Boss, I’m really sorry. Forgive me one last time. I couldn’t say no when she asked to come over and have se-x. I swear, we never lasted much” Oliver shook his head.
The twins shared glances and laughed, before returning their eyes to the scene.
Cindy scoffed.
“Oliver might be a cute and little 21 year old but trust me, This kid lasts for an hour plus”
Malcolm gr-unted, still pointing the pistol at Oliver who didn’t stop fidgeting.
“I’ve warned y’all without numbers, especially Oliver to stop bringing people to our hideout! You could put us in danger and our secrets will be leaked!”
“I’m really sorry, Boss. I didn’t know what got into me” Oliver was about to cry.
Malcolm sighed de-eply.
“I’m only gonna let you off the hook if you got goodnews for me”
“I do have goodnews” Oliver swallowed nothing down his throat, and nodded his head.
“Let it out dude” Ken, the first twin, and also a pa-rt of the mafia group said.
Kev, the second twin, only snickered.
Oliver sniffed, nodded rou-ghly and ran to his computer.
He pointed the projector to the hu-ge white board and after few tappings on his keyboard, the projector reflected diagrams and writings on the hu-ge white board.
They all looked at it and waited for Oliver’s explanation.
Cindy adjusted her gl@$$es and watched.
“Our business deal is with Man mok” He said.
“Wow…Daebak(Awesome)” Cindy pa-rted her li-ps.
“Man mok?” Malcolm thought he didn’t hear him well.
“Did he finally agree to exchange his ha-rd drugs. Its a lot of deal” He added, and slowly kept his pistol into his pockets.
“Man mok contacted me this morning and said he would exchange his ha-rd drugs plus his weapons, which includes expensive guns and golden bullets” Oliver explained.
“Wow. He’s quite stubborn. What happened to him now? Why did he suddenly change his mind?” Kev asked.
“Oliver, Are you sure he’s the one?” Malcolm asked.
“Yes. He called me by my code name,,, Bob. That is to say,,, He knows I’m the one and from your mafia group of course”
Malcolm breathed.
“And not only that. After the call ended, I tracked the phone line he used and it showed his location. He was at his cartel then” Oliver further explained.
“That means, He’s the one!” Ken laughed.
Kev shook his head.
“And why do I have a bad idea about this?” He questioned.
“I swear, I confirmed it. Believe me!” Oliver said.
Cindy looked at Malcolm.
“So, boss,,, what is gonna be?”
Malcolm looked at Oliver.
“Call him and tell him we’ve reached an agreement. 1k pounds of marijúana for him and our location should be the Gangi sea port. Tonight at 11pm”
“Okay boss” Oliver bowed.
“I’ll call him right away” He added, and started organizing back his computers and others.
Malcolm went into the inner room and took off his jacket.
His back got exp-osed and it showed his muscles and tattoos. His upper arm had a tattoo too.
His right ne-ck side had a unique pattern of star tattoo.
He sat down on his desk, opened it and took out a large indian hémp.
He placed in between his li-ps.
“Fu-ck. No lighter nor a match” He uttered, searching around.
“I’ve got you cousin” Cindy walked in, and kept the lit lighter on the indian hémp.
At once, dark and hu-ge smoke filled the air. It came from the Indian hemp.
Cindy sniffed it and smiled.
“Thanks cousin” He said, without a smile.
She nodded and raised her brows.
“She called again” Cindy said.
He took out the hemp from his mouth and breathed out large quantity of smoke from his mouth and nose.
“Who?” He asked, de-eply.
“Rhoda” Cindy replied.
Malcolm scoffed and stood up.
“I don’t wanna talk about her. Leave” He commanded.
“Or don’t have business to run in the hospital? Doctor?” He asked, sarcastically.
Cindy rolled her eyes.
“Sure. I have one by 2pm. An hour left” She briefly looked at her wrist watch and left.
Malcolm faced the window and let out another smoke.
“Rhoda? What exactly do you want now! Its over!!” He thought aloud.
MAN MOK’S CARTEL**
Man mok is on the floor, bundled up with big heavy ropes.
His gang weren’t an exception.
All of them are tied up by some unknown people, probably mafia, ganster or something of that sort.
They haven’t even seen this kind of people before.
They are all men, with just a beautiful tall lady who wore all black leather clothing.
One of them who seem to be the boss is smiling, while seated on the chair, staring at Man mok who’s talking throu-gha phone call.
The boss is wearing a leopard gold mask.
The call ended and the boss man took the phone away from man mok’s ear.
The lady walked to the boss and sat on his thi-ghs.
They stared at each other and shared a smile.
His li-ps could be seen, since the mask isn’t covering his li-ps.
“So,, what’s next now there have reached a compromise?” The lady asked.
The boss smiled, and tou-ched the tip of her beautiful nose.
“You,,, my Ariana will kill him, immediately he arrives”
Ariana, who happens to be the name of the lady smiled wi-dely.
Taking the cigarette off the boss li-ps, and placing it in between hers, She replied seductively with a wicked smile on her face;
“I can’t wait for his blood to spill on my hands”
“I’ll kill Malcolm Keeper” She added, in a whisper, and let out white smoke from her mouth.
HOW’S THIS FOR A START?
WAS IT WORTH IT?
TBC
Love?