Acknowledged By A Mafia Leader Novels & Stories

“They’re brothers. Mafia in Sicily. The head honcho, Aamon De Luca, their dad, was killed.” My mind keeps drifting back to something I caught on TV a while back in Sierra’s office. She seemed to know the brothers and had a soft spot for one of them. I squint, trying to recall her exact words. She was pretty specific, like there was more beneath the surface. I thought about digging deeper then, but it didn’t seem relevant to either of my jobs. “The organization is falling apart. Nolan and Flint are on the brink of a full-blown war.” “And?” How well does Sierra really know these guys? Sometimes, the ties between people run deeper than they look.

"No! How can I just climb on your back? Moreover, there's an injury on your arm." JK yells, "Just shut up and do as I say!" "No, I won't! Why are you showing me mercy now?" "I have never seen a stubborn girl like you." Grabbing her hand forcefully, he makes her lean on his back. "This man, seriously! How long are you going to force me? Will you ever let me live peacefully? When will you stop all this?" "When you love me more than I do." "I'll never fall for you." "You won't have to do it, baby. It will happen automatically. Just wait and see." "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Walk as soon as possible; I'm so hungry." "It's high time to learn how to control your hunger." "Yah, I've never seen a stupid

No one else would dare. I had escaped my father but I just basically went from frying pan to fire. Hakan was Scorpion, there was no doubt about it. I was in the arms of the deadliest and most feared mafia boss in the whole country and maybe further than that.

"What? A powerful, brooding mafia boss trying to win your trust? That’s something straight out of a romance novel.” Amelia shook her head with a small laugh. "I can hear you even laughing — my fucking goodness, you're gone totally." Mia chuckled. "It's not as if he is going to hurt you. You understand the scenario better than me because you are the one living in it, and before this, you know he has been making his advances towards you. You are not a child, Amelia so suck it up. A Mafia don here in Italy is interested in my best friend. While I am scared, I am also excited."

Five guards step out of it, and fall into step behind me instantly. With my phone in a pocket, and a pistol in my hand; eyes filled with deathly fury as we approach. The moment I step in, the sight before me makes my heart stop. Not because its new, I've seen thousands of dead bodies, it was worse after an all out war between two ruthless mafia Lords. What made my heart stop is the implication. "This is a lot." I mutter, noting the extent of damage that had been done. The thought of innocents being murdered, and killed for something they didn't do or had no idea of; makes my heart ache.

I was NOT a very emotional person and to be quite honest I didn’t know how to handle other people’s emotions. I sat on the couch in my living room and turned on the tv. I laid back on the couch as I switched channels on the tv. The sound of my phone ringing drew my attention away from the tv and to my cell phone. “Hello?” I spoke out as I answered the call. “Tesoro, you left so soon.” My father slightly cried out on the phone. “Arcano, it amazes me how you are considered a famous Mafia Don when you call me whining,” I comment as I roll my eyes and focus on the tv once again.

But before he could complete his words Edwin glared at him with a warning gaze and at last, he chose to be silent. Edwin glanced at the mafia leader, “They can enjoy his body as much as they want but if they want money, they need to make sure he is alive. Or else, they will get nothing, not even you.” The Mafia leader's face frowned but he could not go against a billionaire man, so he nodded and called his men about the new order. The new instruction made them go crazy with Nick. While Edwin finally left the place with Sam. When they went to the car, Edwin told Sam to inform the mafia leader to send Nick back the next morning to prison and warned him not to speak about this torcher to anyone

He took the packet from him and immediately checked it and nodded after finding everything he needed. "Ok you can go" he told him but when he didn’t hear the door open, he looked at him who was looking at him with fearful expression. “What” he asked him to which he took a long and deep breath before opening his mouth "I did this work for you because you paid me well and I needed the money most at this time but my name should not come out that I did this. I don't want to know what you will get by doing this but I want to warn you in advance that he is not the man you can mess with. He alone rules the mafia and at his one snap our existence can vanished, so whatever you are thinking of doing,

Georgina quickly retorted, "Maybe they didn't know I wasn't at home." Lorenzo responded promptly, "They knew, alright." His words left Georgina baffled, wondering how he could be so certain. Lorenzo continued, "Look, I know how Marcelo and his kind of people operate. I've dealt with him before, and he's no different. You just have to trust me, okay?"

To clear my head, to regain control before I did something reckless. I couldn't afford to let my emotions cloud my judgment, not in this world. I turned and strode out of the estate, the need to bury myself in the familiar chaos of the mafia world pulling me forward. The meeting was in full swing when I arrived. Cigarette smoke hung heavy in the air, mingling with the scent of stale coffee and cheap cologne. Faces, hardened by years of violence and betrayal, turned towards me as I entered. "Boss Giovanni," Dmitri, my second-in-command, greeted me with a curt nod. "You're late."