A Pet For The Mafia Dons Novels & Stories

As she scanned the amount of meat, she became silently amused there. 1.5 pounds of meat for each! There were 50 pets owned by the mafia. So the mafia feeds the wild dogs almost 75 pounds of meat in only one time? Also, twice the dogs feed on fleshes in each day, which means mafia orders around 150 pounds of fleshes every single day? For what, only to feed their wild pets? This was insane. Insane was this fact to madam Genelia, the wild dogs were so very expensive to own. Garcia's almighty mafia sure can afford such expenses but for madam Genelia, it seemed one absurd fetish!

“Gloria, dear, you don’t need to call me Jefe. Luis is fine. The same for Veronica, you don’t need to call her Jefa or Donna.” “Wait Donna?” “Oops I forgot. Mama used to be the Donna to the deadliest mafia in New York the Sanchez Mafia. After she got rid of all the betrayers, she brought all those loyal here to the cartel and started over basically. I will warn you though, do not be disrespectful to her.” “Actually, I have heard about the Sanchez mafia from one of my case studies I’m working on right now.” “What does it say?” Luis asks concerned. “It’s about an FBI agent that infiltrated and then left the FBI to go back to the Donna.”

Immediately after breakfast, Maria's personal guard-initially paid to make sure she couldn't run- led her to the parking lot. Don had approved the two of them to use the silvery Toyota land cruiser TX for the hunt, it had the conspicuous logo of the Red Crescent mafia family. That's what he called the search for Mafia Heir, a hunt to revive a tinge of his legacy. The two women who initially didn’t see eye to eye were forced to co-exist for what the Don called "the greater good" until the heir was found the two were friends whether they liked it or not.

“I’ll put out word in our networks that we need blood.” Damian was out of his mind. He didn’t even have the strength to give out orders. Evelyn’s well-being was all that was on his mind. He felt like his world was crumbling down on him. Jack got to work and had every one of the Mafia’s networks looking for a donor with an O-negative blood group. An announcement was put up in the media. A reward of one million dollars would be given to anyone willing to donate blood to the Mafia boss’ wife. Someone finally came forward for the reward and was immediately taken for tests. The donor's blood was a match and was immediately sent to do the transfusion.

Rodriguez continued, giving a slight nod of acknowledgment to his second in command who was sitting next to him. Rodriguez could easily be described as the most powerful Mafia Don. Ruthless sounded like a word meant for child’s play when it came to describing how he could get. Everyone that offended him, never lived a day to tell the story and full grown men quavered in his presence. His reputation as the most dangerous man to ever cross paths with, preceded him wherever he went. He spared no one that dared to do wrong by him any mercy and till this day not a single soul lived as an exception to that rule.

What was all these? He gets up and my eyes lock on him. I’m too scared to take them off. It’s like he would behead me once I look away. Like a predator hunting for its prey. His agile movement comes towards me. One step after another pristine step. Ethan lets go of me as his father approaches us. Ethan’s father is a fucking mafia don. Jesus Christ. I guessed he wasn’t a lawful citizen but this is too much. The freaking mafia. HELL NO I didn’t sign up for this!!

Anna looked up at him with curiosity, he added “ Two years ago, whole continent was fed up of too many Mafia Dons who was disturbing the peace of all the country, so all the country together made a secret department to look into this case and assign the best cop as under cover agent who will live like a Mafia Don and will keep finishing the small and big units of all Don's from the continent. By that time, Ethan Mallfoy, a Russian officer was the best among all the best officers chosen from all over the continent.

She had done her best to stay away from all the publicity surrounding Belinda, unlike many of the students who happily gave interviews to the press Tash kept her head down and hid herself away whenever she saw the Reporters. Nic and Lucian were the sons of Mafia Dons, originally from Sicily, who had settled in the USA and made millions. The current head of the American Mafia was Romero Galifray, the Son of one the most powerful Dons in the world. He was their Cousins, most of the Mafia Dons were related in some way or another and they were no different their fathers were brothers. Romero's father had been killed when he was a small boy and his Uncle had taken the reins until he became an adu

Lorenzo said. "She is dangerous. They hacked into our systems," Paul said. "What! If they manage to hack into your system and you are one of the best, that means they can hack any mafia system," Lorenzo said. "She has. I know she has," I told them. "How?" James asked. "If their system knows which tattoo belongs to which mafia, which cars, the leaders, their wives, and children, you think that they haven't?" I asked, and they all kept quiet. "We need them on our side as soon as possible. Maybe she can help us defeat Elijah," James said.

"Get to the point Wick" Wick was the signal for Aldonis and the troops to swoop in "Good. Now if you want your damsel back it's very easy." He opened his hands and documents were placed in them. "All you have to do is give your mafia to me. Everything" He dropped the piercer on the table and I stared at him. He wanted me to make a fucking blood oath "It's only fair" He smirked. I put my hand above the piercer and looked up at him.