The Mafia's Cute Son

Bella is the adopted daughter of the Grande Santos family. When she was just three years old, she and her parents were victims of a terrible car accident. Her father, a government agent, was battling a powerful South American cartel. They had threatened to attack his family if he did not submit to their demands. But her father knew that even if he obeyed, these people would not leave him alone. So he decided to bring his family to safety by fleeing to the United States.

Unfortunately, their escape attempt failed. The leader of the cartel, the fearsome Jefe, had sent men after them to get rid of them once and for all. The car had finally collided head-on with another vehicle, resulting in a tragic accident. Bella was the only survivor. The pursuers believed them all to be dead, leaving her behind, unconscious and defenseless. It was the locals who found and saved her that day.

Enrique Grande Santos, the family gardener, had known and worked for Bella's parents. Grateful for their generosity towards him, he couldn't bear the idea of leaving their adopted daughter alone in the world, knowing that no other member of his family would want her. He had therefore adopted her as his daughter, and Bella had grown up with the Grande Santos and was considered their youngest.

Bella had never felt rejected by her adoptive family. They had always been kind to her, making no distinction between Leïla, their eldest daughter, and Bella. The two girls had grown up like sisters, brought up with respect for family values and a strict upbringing. The Acapulc* neighborhood where they lived was notorious for its danger, and their parents had always warned them about gangs. When Bella reached the age of understanding, they also explained to her how her biological parents had died.

Ever since, Bella has harbored a huge aversion to gangs. She hated anything related to the violence and criminality they were responsible for. She had promised herself to stay away from it all and build a life away from the menacing shadow of gangs.

But during a concert, in order to please Bella, Leïla invited her to attend the concert of her favorite reggaeton artist. Nothing happened as planned. Bella then had an unexpected encounter that turned her life upside down.

Suddenly, Bella found herself faced with another tragedy that would forever change her perception of gangs. The simple hatred she felt before was no longer enough to express all the anger, disgust, contempt, and hatred she now felt towards those who were part of this criminal society.

However, when Bella realized she was pregnant and decided to find out who the father of her child was, things spiraled out of control. The father of her precious son was one of them-those people she despised more than anything in the world.

But this man was not ready to leave her alone or walk away from their son. Beyond the hatred she felt for him, Bella wondered if she would be able to put up with it for the sake of their child. How far would she be willing to go to ensure a bright future for her son, knowing the danger of being near her son's father?

Min-Ho is far too dangerous; his life overwhelms them and perhaps will consume them. His reputation as a ruthless murderer is far too heavy, and his enemies-those who want to see him dead-are numerous. They will not hesitate to use any means to get rid of him, even his greatest weakness: his family.

But this man seems ready to do anything for her, for their son, and for them. Bella can't ignore him; she wants to hate him and reject him, but her heart has its own mind. She also cannot forget all the misfortunes that people like him-the gangsters-have sown in her life.

"You've been mine since the moment I decided."

"I'm just the mother of your son; you don't have to be so possessive."

"Does that mean you would dare look at any other man than me?"

"I never said that, but that doesn't mean I belong to you. Do you know how much I despise people of your kind?"

" My kind?" Min-Ho sneered, "I see. Do you think I'm giving you a choice?"

"Are you going to impose yourself on me?"

"No need, like I said, you're mine; as long as you're breathing, as long as your body can't push me away, you'll be mine."

"Min-Ho"

"Yes, Kitty"

"You're just the father of my son; don't cross the line."

Min-Ho smiled before pressing his lips against Bella's. They kissed for a long moment before parting for lack of air.

"No, I think I'm more than that."

When love and hate collide, Bella wonders what the best solution would be for the good of all. Torn between her contradictory feelings, she will have to face the difficult choices that lie before her.

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The City of Inchon, afternoon.

Shots rang out like a swarm of bees as residents try to take cover. It is rather common in this city where only gangs and Clans rule with impunity.

Whether it is the police or the competent authorities, no one would dare to say anything.

Only gangs rule here.

Police sirens were however heard, a sign that the cops are on their way but that did not change the situation. None of the actors in this carnage moved. They are not afraid of the police, on the contrary, it's quite the opposite.

Whether it's the police or the entire political class of this city, all are subject to the will of the gangs that govern this city. Especially the Hwasan Clan.

Over the years, the latter has gained importance within this city spreading more and more in the country.

Its members are senior executives in certain administrations and many high dignitaries lick their feet to be able to maintain their status or even negotiate a place within the government.

The Clan is so powerful that it has representations all over the country and wants to increase its influence abroad.

Hwasan knows no bounds and its abuses have become law. If the Clan has decided that a person has become too troublesome, they order his execution. No matter who you are, what family you come from, your reputation, or your status, once you are in Hwasan's crosshairs, your only way out is death.

No one escapes the Clan, whether its members or its enemies, once you have a relationship with the Clan, you remain there for life or you are executed.

And for this task, only one person is recognized. Nicknamed the executor, he takes care of everything that constitutes an obstacle to the projects of the Clan.

Some say he is a weapon of experimentation created by the Clan leader to fight against his enemies. Others still, the oldest of the Clan say that he is the son of the leader whom the latter had trained to become his war machine. For all these beliefs, a reputation has been given to him for his ruthlessness.

Min-Ho Kim, the Hwasan Clan's mad dog.

He is a man who kills without emotions and whose expression is never visible on his face.

But the very belief of him is that he grew up in this Clan and underwent daunting training which led to the frightening and fearsome monster that he is.

Whether it's dismantling a network of more than a hundred members, no worries for him. He dispatches the mission in less than two.

Whether it's dealing with obvious threats to the Clan, he doesn't hesitate to bare his fangs to protect Hwasan. Especially from their lifelong enemy, their main rival in Inchon, the Cursed Clan.

The two Clans federate on the fringes of each other all the activities of the city and it is not often surprising that a shootout between the two takes place from time to time.

At this precise moment, Min-Ho had arrived earlier in this alley where some thugs like to sit and without any hesitation, killed everyone present.

The panicked people screamed, trying to get to safety as the Hwasan Clan members who came with Min-Ho wondered if this guy had a heart.

It had indeed been reported that these people had a suspicious relationship with their archenemy, Cursed, but he could have reassured himself that it was true.

He just walked in, pulled out his gun without explanation, and started shooting anything that moved, creating this chaotic situation.

Perhaps the scariest thing about this story was his gaze as he killed these people, with no emotion. It looked like he was shooting through the air as blood spurted everywhere.

He's too scary. Normal that no one wants to stay near him unless it's on a mission. In this specific case, they are forced to be alongside this monster to dispose of the bodies. If it wasn't for that, they would never come near such a demon.

Min-Ho finished his job before lighting up a cig seeing the city commissioner's car parked.

Strangely, the chief of police going in person to such a situation.

But it was a matter directly concerning him and as the right arm of the powerful chief of Hwasan, he has a certain power that makes it unthinkable to people to ignore him

"Shit you created a whole mess site", the man spoke, twisting his face at the corpses before looking at Min-Ho who was completely ignoring him.

The man sighed, deciding to speak with a more open person. He walked, dodging the corpses on the ground and the pool of blood as much as possible before standing in front of one of the men who had come with Min-Ho.

"I hope you'll take care of it," he growled before spitting on the floor. "I don't want to deal with more than the paperwork you put on me every day, so please get rid of your Corpses, I'm fucking sick of it."

The man finished speaking before returning to his car, his face very angry. He's sick of all this gang war bullshit. If he could just put an end to it but unfortunately in Inchon, it is not the police who make the law but the gangs.

He sighed knowing that after this Hwasan's movement, Cursed will not remain silent and he will still have to deal with another bloody war in the streets of this poor city.

He feels sorry for the poor citizens of this town, but there's nothing we can do about it. As difficult and dangerous as this city is, it is also thriving and full of opportunities. Despite its reputation as a city ruled by violence and bloodshed, however, many continue to immigrate there in search of a better life.

Even if for the most part, they find themselves enlisted in gangs and do not last long.

He sighed, turning the key to his vehicle before starting to drive. He glanced at Min-Ho and twisted his face. This one is the worst, he is young but already has a whole graveyard behind him. He does not even count the number of people who would like to kill him, whether outside or inside his Clan.

It's really unfortunate.

He rolled away from this tumultuous area as Min-Ho received a call.

"Yes? Fine"

That was all. Min-Ho also took his vehicle and drove towards the Clan Leader's mansion. The latter must have a new mission for him. He might complain about it since he's coming out of another but frankly, he doesn't care. He doesn't have to think, it's his job so he'll do it.

He arrives in front of the mansion while the people he meets, all of the same clan as him, avoid him like the plague. Others even literally run away from his gaze believing that he might eat them if they try to cross paths with him. He sighed, it's not like he needs any friends or companions within this Clan.

He knows that everyone here would like to see him dead. Many of them want to quickly climb the grades in the hierarchy of the clan and would not hesitate to shoot him in the back.

He knows it very well, which is why he is always on his guard, leaving them no loopholes from which to attack him.

In this world, betrayal is like a quality and feelings are a curse. He has no right to have this kind of weakness, otherwise, he is dead.

He arrived in front of the Clan leader and stood at attention, placing his hands behind his back and spreading his legs slightly.

His usual expressionless face and icy gaze fell on the Clan Leader who smiled at his finest creation: a cold and ruthless monster.

He is particularly proud of it.

"Hello my boy," the chieftain greeted, receiving no words in return as he felt increasingly happy. A woman by his side, with seductive looks, certainly his new bimbo clicked her tongue seductively coming to caress the old man as she winked at Min-Ho who just coldly ignored her.

The latter blushed with embarrassment while the clan leader burst out laughing.

"Darling, don't make that face, my little Min-Ho isn't interested in women, unless it's one I asked him to please," the man spoke thus recalling one of Min-Ho's other tasks.

His incredible physique and gorgeous face made him a trap for women and the clan leader decided to use it. When a mission involved a woman, he didn't need to get his hands too dirty, he just had to seduce the woman and use his body in ways other than fighting.

Min-Ho just looked at whoever he can call his master while waiting for the mission order.

The leader quickly realizes this as he stops having fun and asks for documents to be brought to him which he throws in front of Min-Ho.

"Are you aware that I want to expand our business to South America," he stopped before handing his cigar to the woman who lit it for him. "Well, it seems that in the region that I targeted, the Jedi who is established there is a little... difficult". The man ended up slightly annoyed by the turn of events.

"Do you want me to get rid of him?" Min-Ho asked, his gaze still studying the stack of documents in his hands.

The Clan leader burst out laughing again as the other Clan members stared at him like crazy. What could amuse him when this psychopath has just announced that he would kill one of the most powerful Jedi of the South American cartel?

You had to be damn crazy to imagine such a scenario.

"Ah my little Min-Ho, you're so funny," the man spoke before taking a glass of whiskey being served by the woman next to him.

"No, you won't have to go that far. Let's just say I have some pretty reliable sources that tell me that the godfather of this cartel is just a godmother and she has heard a lot about you. Do you know what I mean?" The man finished giving Min-Ho a consequent look as the latter enclosed the documents in his possession.

"I understand," he answered calmly, knowing the tenor of his mission. Satisfying another one of those women who drool over his body.

He turned around receiving the final details of his mission as he made his way to the airport.

"I adore this kid, he has become so indispensable to me that I can't imagine my Clan without him. Ah, still happy that he has no life apart from the Clan." The man sipped his whiskey before his face turned cold.

"Anyway, I would never allow him to attach himself to anything other than the clan, anyone who comes to interfere between my faithful dog and I will have to disappear"

He announced breaking the glass in his hand as Min-Ho on his side was ready for his journey.

He never imagined that this trip would change his life for the better.

The plane has just taken off and already Min-Ho is minding his business. For everyone on the plane who had to accompany this guy on this mission, the air had gotten heavy.

This guy's aura could overwhelm a person and it's not his icy gaze that will say otherwise. Honestly, don't these women who ask after him have any common sense? Or just his incredible physique attracts them. For the rest, they do not care since they are not permanently at his side.

They are all in the private jet that the Clan leader has made available to them but he is the only one who takes his ease.

All are in a corner gathered in a small band and if they were not sure of the reliability of this device, they could imagine that the jet tilted on their side because of the weight.

But their antics don't seem to reach this cold monster. He does not look at them, even less speak to them. He never talks to anyone unless the clan leader asks him a question.

His mouth stays sealed and they figure that's part of his training as well.

Min-Ho meanwhile has absolutely nothing to do with what the others are saying about him. He can hear them from where he is, it must be said that they are not so discreet but he does not care.

Having a bad reputation also has its advantages. He is solitary and can easily apply his choices without involving anyone else.

Even though he looks cold like ice, the last thing he wants is to involve innocent people in his business, and by innocent he of course means those who have absolutely nothing to do with organized crime.

He looked down, deciding to focus on his next mission.

It was basically about meeting Jefe and satisfying her.

It's not a big deal if he considers that she is already won over by his charms. The only problem here is the disgust he feels every time he has to use his body like this.

He sighs as he decides to learn more about her.

Titania is her code name, she started at the bottom of the ladder as a simple drug dealer in the slums of the city of Acapulc*. Gradually, gaining recognition from her bosses, she rose through the ranks and found herself Jefe of a Territory.

It was of course the first time that a woman had reached such a level of power.

Titania has been famous thanks to her ruthless and bloodthirsty character. She did not hesitate to plant a bullet in the head of her former mentor and protector and then took over the reins of the latter's territory.

Her ambition since that day has become disproportionate to the point that today she can be counted among the four great godfathers of the whole South American region.

A true legend.

He should feel honored that she heard about him, but his admiration for her stopped when she too decided to treat him like a piece of meat.

Min-Ho continued to read the information about this woman congratulating his boss. He must recognize that the man had had a fine nose in this story. To interfere in the territory of a big head of the South American cartel and to be able to collect so much data on it.

Unless it's deliberate from this woman to get a hold of him.

Min-Ho shook his head not wanting to think about it too much. It doesn't matter if it was a finely crafted scheme or an expression of the trustworthiness of the boss's information network, he's just going to do what he came for.

Min-Ho thought of the clan leader and smiled one of those rare smiles no one ever sees. This man is really serious in his decision to make Hwasan an organization with international influence.

As far as he is concerned, he doesn't care a bit. All he knows is to do what he's been taught to do, obey the Clan Leader's orders. It doesn't matter what he thinks of his actions. Anyway, he thinks nothing of it.

He put his hand on his cheek looking outside after assimilating all the information he will need for this mission.

He must meet this Titania as he descends from the plane. At least his men must lead him to her. He thinks she's being very negligent unless, as he once thought, it's a plan on her part.

She's confident enough to let in a gang member who could potentially become a rival in the future.

She must be underestimating Hwasan or she just feels her strength is enough to contain them.

Such a level of arrogance borders on a certain respect on his part.

He sighed before deciding to rest, he doesn't know what awaits him there and it's better to get some sleep.

These kinds of dangerous women can often be unpredictable and if he is not careful, he could lose his head.

He closed his eyes and within hours they were in the most dangerous city in the country.

Acapulc*.

He came down from the plane to come upon many branded vehicles waiting for them as the other clansmen who accompanied him whistled at the reception.

"Wow, the mama has not done in the lace", one of them speaks while the others nod in agreement.

"She must be desperate to get ridden by this demon, my word," another adds, receiving a nudge in the rib.

"Shhh, don't talk so loud asshole. Whether it's that freak or that woman's men, best not to provoke them," one warned.

They were driven into the vehicles and as Min-Ho suspected from the start, he was driven alone into a car while the others got into other cars.

"Titania asked me to drive you to one of her clubs in town." The man, who would presumably act as his driver and guide, has spoken. "She has a matter in progress and asks you to excuse her. We will take good care of you while waiting for her return. Please feel free to contact us. ask what you want," the man finished speaking with an aberrant monotony in his voice and Min-Ho licked his lips.

This man is strange. He has a look that is both simple and dangerous, but what is remarkable about him is the aura he gives off.

Min-Ho has not often had to rub shoulders with foreign gangsters but this one, even if he does not give the mood of those of his country, who tattoo themselves everywhere and have imposing bodies; this man is one hell of a piece.

Min-Ho felt a particular excitement rising within him. He wants to fight with this guy to better appreciate his character. He looked away from the man trying to hide his murderous impulses towards this man when he thought it was a shame that he met such a guy in such circumstances.

**Maybe I'll get the chance to fight him one day** Min-Ho thought, hoping that day would come soon.

The car drove him to a trendy club in town and he could see many teenagers on the streets. It's the weekend and many of them come to jiggle in the clubs without it shocking anyone.

Seems like age doesn't matter in this town. He kept his cool gaze on the street when it fell on one special teenage girl he found particularly beautiful.

"What a nice piece of cake". He spoke carelessly as the car finally pulled up in front of the club.

"Herminia, if the parents find out that we're here, they will be very angry," a young girl of about 18 spoke as she was dragged through the city streets by her sister. They are dressed quite lightly and the young girl hears the men whistle as they pass.

"Stop being stuck Bella, we're not kids anymore, it seems to me" the one in front retorted before adding "In addition, we are adults and the baccalaureate has passed, loosen up a little my dear"

The girl who spoke stopped, giving her sister a critical look. The latter just lowered her eyes before nodding her head.

"I'm sorry Leïla" she apologized before hanging out again in the street.

Her sister Leïla is her model.

After hearing that Bella's favorite Reggaeton artist would be performing the same night at the inaugural opening of a new club, Leïla had worked for almost a month to be able to get them tickets.

And even though their parents are sure to kill them when they find out about their night out, Bella is still happy to spend this time with her sister. Especially since she did all this to please her.

They arrived in front of the club where a nightmare crowd was already gathered in front of the club entrance. The security guard seemed a little overwhelmed by the crowds and soon two other big guys arrived to lend a hand.

They ordered the crowd to calm down as anyone showing agitation will be banned from the club and his concert ticket was torn up. Bella clutched her ticket to her chest not wanting her sister's efforts to be in vain before she felt Leila hold her hand.

"Calm down, Herminia, I won't let that special day when you finally meet your idol be ruined," Leïla reassured her when soon it was their turn to present their entry ticket.

The security guard looked at them for a long time, seeming to study them while Leïla was starting to get angry.

Bella wonders if they're going to ask them for ID.

They're not 18 yet, Leïla will be 18 in a month and she will be in three.

Technically, they are still minors.

"Hey tío, you're still not going to prevent us from entering, are you?" Leïla tried to negotiate taking her sister's hand. "It's my little Herminia's dream here to see Paolo in concert. She worked so hard for this, please don't send us back" Leïla said, making puppy dog ​​eyes and encouraging her sister to do the same.

"Please tío," Bella pleaded as well and finally the guard sighed in surrender.

" Fine but it's the last time, next time, be at least the required age ok?" He growled as the two sisters laughed while thanking him.

"Don't worry tío, next time we will be adults"

Leïla spoke with confidence and finally, the two girls arrived inside the club.

The noise from outside was nothing compared to that inside.

It feels like the floor, walls, and even people are vibrating and shaking. The music is so loud and noisy, the beams of lights illuminate the room making it look like a Star Wars movie. The set is like those American movies they watch all the time.

The two sisters feel like Hollywood stars sharing the feeling of being in a zone that only celebrities frequent.

This club makes them dizzy.

Bella stared around the room in fascination as she was jostled around by people.

"Will you try to be a little bit careful? Bunch of assholes" she heard Leïla growl and held her back.

She knows her sister, she's capable of starting a fight there now and they'll be kicked out of the club without having had the chance to see Paolo.

"Calm down Herminia, I'm fine, it was me who wasn't paying attention" Bella tried to calm her down and the person who pushed her around turned away.

"Here are the dance floor kids, so either you come to dance with us you should go sit there," the man said, annoying Leïla even more but Bella pulled her away from the dance floor.

"What an asshole, I swear if I see him again, I will hit him on his nuts." Leïla fumed and soon a waiter came to take their order.

"No, I don't drink alcohol and..." Bella wanted to refuse but Leïla spoke.

"Bring us two well-dosed cocktails, and since my Herminia is so adorable, make sure it's very sweet" Leïla ordered, receiving an angry look from her sister.

"Listen, Bella, we're not babies anymore, you can't come to a club and order milk. Come on grow up a bit" Leïla spoke annoyed.

Bella lowered her head not wanting to upset her sister and finally their drinks came. Bella watched as her sister gulped down the contents of the liquid and she followed suit.

It was probably a mistake because she doesn't remember the rest of the evening.

When she woke up, Bella was in a bedroom, naked under the sheets with discomfort in her crotch.

Her eyes opened in horror when on the white sheets, she saw blood and knew she had lost her virginity.