A Godfather's Story Novels & Stories

That's how I prefer him: visible but not too close, always ready. The other men arrived. Old faces and new ones, all with their own reasons to lie. I kept my words brief as we talked about shipments, schedules, and a new route out of Reggio Calabria that would make a lot of people richer. No one wanted violence at the table. At least, that was the story.

“You done with your last words? Good. Now get the hell out of my estate.” Cassiano runs all of North America now. Leo’s mother trembled with fear. She scrambled to drag her crippled son off the floor. But Leo fought her like a rabid dog. “I’m not leaving! Aurora is my woman! How can you be so shameless, sleeping with your nephew’s sloppy seconds!” The news of the Godfather’s grand wedding to me had shaken the entire global underworld. These were facts. Written in blood. Unforgettable. Only he was still living in his own pathetic dream world.

She replied. “Half brothers?” I asked curiously. “The Godfather had several affairs with different women. The three sons have their own mother's. It is complicated.” She said and that was enough for the day. That piece of information wrecked me. Now I understood why she mentioned the family being complicated. After cleaning up. I changed into a summer dress and comfortable flowers. Pulled my hair into a bun and made my way to join him for breakfast, just as he had instructed. As I approached the table, I noticed about seven men in dark suits and shades. Seated with Matteo. They were quiet but somehow busy with shady business.

And then there was Vincenzo. I pulled my knees to my chest, resting my chin on them. He was supposed to be a monster. The ruthless "Godfather" everyone in the underworld whispered about in hushed, terrified tones. But when he looked at Leo, or when he stood in the hallway with his shirt unbuttoned and his eyes tired, he just looked like a man carrying a heavy, invisible weight.

She pursed her lips and continued, “I only know a little bit about what happened between them back then. My godfather fell in love with my mother first, but they somehow broke up and he went abroad. When he came back, he was married and had children. He had already become famous then. My mom was also married to my dad, who was still a budding entrepreneur. They had it tough. My dad’s business was growing fast, so his rival framed him. My godfather helped out my dad in secret. My dad said that if my mom wasn’t married, my godfather would’ve definitely divorced his wife and married my mother. Unfortunately, my mom didn’t love him anymore…” Nicole sighed. “Godfather told me all these. I think h

He held one hand up stop sign style as if to prevent me from talking "Please spare me the story of your Italian mafia connected family. That's complete shite and you know it." "Fine." I sighed. "Just don't get pissed when I call in a favor and a sleek black Mercedes pulls up to the curb and a man in a suit tells you to get in." "You watch too many movies." "This from an A-list actor and movie director?" His eyes narrowed. "They'll put you on ice." "The Godfather was on HBO last night again wasn't it?" "Hey Vin, we got a problem..." I said using my best Italian Mafioso voice, then rubbed my chin. "We go to the mattresses."

Godfather muttered. "I woke up one day to see she ran away with some of the clan's wealth and left a note behind. It was all just all a facade from her, it was all just a lie for a her to get to my wealth and once she had what she wanted, she left. So I did what I had to do, I ended her" Godfather said with a dark look on his face The gun fell off Aurelio's hand, making a thud sound of the ground as he looked at Godfather in shock.

Bianca smirked. "She wasn’t from a Mafia family, but Don Alessio’s father fell in love with her. The Godfather didn’t like her, just like he didn't like you, because she was weak and not from a Mafia family. Despite his disapproval, Don Alessio’s father married her. She became pregnant and gave birth to Alessio. She loved him dearly—until Don Alessio’s father fell ill and died. The Godfather saw his chance. He kicked Giorgia out of the house. When she begged to take her son with her, the Godfather refused."

Steven mumbles while staring at Vasili and Lia. "The Godfather and the Physician" Denver mentions the tag once given to the first ruler of the Petrov Mafia. It may have been forgotten as generations passed but it was already written in the history of their family. They just have to explore to know their roots as Denver did. ****;-)****

“You have been silent for too long. Report.” I clasped my hands in my lap. “The Godfather’s men are operating in Chicago. I traced them to a location and after questioning, it was confirmed that they are indeed his people. They have training houses and women are being sold like cattle. This is a direct violation of bratva law and...” “Enough.” Another cut me off with a dismissive wave. “You're chasing ghosts. Every young bratva head thinks they see conspiracies. Do not waste our time, besides do you think we haven't heard about your own little shenanigans?”