Acknowledged By A Mafia Leader Novels & Stories

His words leave me in a confounded state. My foreheads wrinkle together as I chicken my head to the side being referred to, "What are you referring to, Alessandro?" He breathes out and looks down at our intertwined hands before gazing upward once more and reluctantly saying, "Baby, I'm the Leader of the American-Italian Mafia." I say nothing to him. I simply gaze at him peacefully, attempting to comprehend that the words that I heard from him are actually accurate. The American-Italian Mafia? The Leader? The fucking mafia?! This can't be correct, isn't that so? It must be a joke.

With a subtle nod from Alfredo, the meeting began. Alfredo's voice reverberated through the room as he addressed the anxious audience. "Gentlemen, thank you for gathering here today. We find ourselves in a challenging time, with the police breathing down our necks in the city. But fear not, for we shall rise above this adversity. However, we must first address the pressing issue of the informant among us." A murmur swept across the room as suspicion hung heavy in the air. Alexander subtly observed the reactions of each mafia leader, looking for any signs of guilt or nervousness. His sharp eyes scanned the room, taking note of every detail, every conversation that could potentially lead him t

I looked at them. They were all in black. I didn’t need anyone to tell me that they were the mafia. This must be a mistake. It wasn’t possible. I wasn’t going to believe anything they had said.“100 million dollars? Do you know what you are saying?” I asked the leader of the men as I raised my head in defiance. “You can ask your grandfather” he smugly replied. I turned to my grandpa and saw that he had a similar expression on his face. Before my grandfather could speak, the gang leader beat him to it.“Hey you!” the leader called the other person and they moved towards me.

I don’t bother to look at him while holding a firm face, Dell nods at me and I nod back and walk away trying to keep a straight look on my face and hoping against all hope that I won't pay for what I just did. He looked pissed, and one thing I have been told is to never piss a mafia leader because they never let go of a grudge. ##########

Seeing no respond Mubark laughed in understanding, it really didn’t take much for anyone to read the air. From my observation and the message earlier, Mubark was a contact chain leader, which meant amongst all criminals in this town he was the head. They had many smaller associations but no one carried out a deal without getting a lead from him. I still didn’t know what Information Klaus needed from him but if it regarded criminal activities in this town then he surely knew. Regardless of Klaus stares I had to go through with this. I had a plan and it wasn’t to thrown myself in exchange for that information but no one had to know just yet. I hadn’t casted Klaus a look since I sat, my attenti

Kai looked at him coldly. "Pakhan, we have recovered the money he stole from us" Nikolas, Kai's second hand man and the person who is close like a friend spoke up. There is an edge of stifness in Nikolas's tone. The edge that came with fear and respect for his Pakhan. The same edge can be heard in everyone's voice when spoken in presence of Kai. That's because Kai proved to be dangerous when triffled with, and earned the name 'DEVIL' with his deeds. He rules the mafia world under this fear.

“It's not like I'm asking you to do anything?” I raised my brow at her, She definitely got shit under their sleeves. “Lucy out with it ?”. “There's this Mafia…” I shook my head, “ Nuh uh, don't even bring anything related to Mafia's here” “It would benefit you, the man is the Italian Mafia boss direct link, he's definitely Jonah's brother boss” “Are you listening to yourself right now, Lucy “ “Yes, I'm just saying “. “What are you implying exactly, hit the nail”

"Find your thief. Whatever you need. Just... keep Mason safe." He writes: Deal. Then adds: Welcome to my world, Iris. I promise I'll keep you both alive. I hope he's telling the truth. Because I just made a deal with someone who might be more dangerous than the people hunting me. But what choice do I have? We arrive at the penthouse around midnight. I received a message from Dante's men that my brother was safe. They sent me footage evidence. Said that the incident had been contained. When I asked how, Dante asked if I really want to know.

She asked. I snatched the letter from my hand, my hands trembling as I read the letter. Everyone in the pack knew Jace was the head of the mafia and a skilled killer. The exact opposite of Conard. While Conard joined the combat, he made his own mafia, and even Alpha Killian could not say a word. If he decides to kill someone, the person would be dead before time.

“I told you! I warned you about him, Ava. But you didn’t listen. I knew something was off about that guy!” “Oh, shut it,” Hazel snapped. “Stop acting like some fortune teller. If you knew something, why didn’t you just say it?” Caleb nodded in agreement. “Yeah, stop being cryptic. If you’ve got something to say, spill.” Mason hesitated. “The truth is…” Ava narrowed her eyes. “What truth do you know that I don’t?” “Zac is a mafia boss,” Mason said, voice steady. The room froze. “What?” Hazel, Freya, and Caleb all said in unison.