Belonging To The Mafia Don Novels & Stories

And I've always done so. My father wasn't your average father. He wasn't caring, or loving, although he tried to show me that he loved me in his own way. His major concern was the Mafia, where he was the Don. Always busy. Recording kills. Collecting debts. And it was inevitable; papà made it clear that he expected me to follow in his footsteps. And personally, I looked forward to that day.

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.

"We will, daughter. We won't rest until Alessandro is safe, and Domenico pays for what he has done." Georgia closed her eyes, clenching her fists. She knew the road ahead would be difficult, but considering the circumstances, she had nothing left to do but trust the man. After all, her father was also an intelligent mafia leader, perhaps not in an organization as large as Templo Negro, but certainly in one large enough for her to put her full trust in him.

he adds, casually, like he’s tossing the thought out there. I know what he means. But I don’t know why he’s bringing it up now....especially now. “Maybe,” I say, shrugging slightly. “That’s not a maybe,” he says. “It was a definite.” I nod. I don’t say anything more. Because he doesn’t know how close I was to being the queen of the Italian mafia… of a Romano Don. Just not his.

“What does he want?” Donatello was the don of his little syndicate in Detroit, who was trying to make a name for himself after disbanding from the Alfa Nove, the group of nine heads of the Italian mafia groups that were spread throughout the US. He used to be one of my father’s old subordinates, but after my father had been killed by the Bratvas, I didn’t trust anyone outside of the people I already knew would die for me and Donatello wasn’t one of them.

"Señorita, are you all right?" "I'm not. Donna, please the cops. Call Adam!" "If Luke and the rest would get caught, Martin would also be investigated. So far, only a few know that he's a mafia leader. That he is no other than the notorious mafia boss of the Scarface Gang in Italy. Señorita, do you want that to happen?" Donna intuitively asked a question I couldn't get to find the right answer. I just shook my head in my response. "Let's go to your room. You need to rest!"

He gives in, panting. "The mafia don's behind the death of The Kingstons." He informs. The woman rolled her eyes, expecting something more valuable than the Kingstons, whoever they were. Dominic Bianchi, the Sicilian Don, was known to end lives. The woman was aware that it was the Don's favorite past-time. His hands were stained by the blood of those he had killed. Though it's not like Bella's hands were clean.

“I’m asking for real. I want to know what I'm getting into, I know you're a Don and all that shit, but what do you really do?” His face became serious and he caught me in his gaze. “I owe you some kind of explanation. You’re right. I will tell you as much as you need to know.” He took a pause. “After my parents died, I was chosen as the next head of the family by the mafia elders, it was my birth right actually. That’s why people call me don. I own several companies, clubs, restaurants, and hotels—we’re just like a regular corporation. I’m the head. But all that is just a part of a bigger picture. If you need a list, you’ll get it, though I believe that the less you know, the better.” He kep

“It also has to do with mafia activities and I don’t want to be a part of that.” One of them had a huge weird smirk dancing at the corner of his lips as I spoke, as though he was just waiting for me to finish talking before he lashes out at me. “That is funny coming from a mafia don.” He laughed. “Why will a mafia don tell us he doesn’t want to be a part of mafia activities? I don’t think that makes any sense.”

Chapter 54 [ITALY] The Mafia's resident. SLAM!! LUCA slammed down his hand heavily on his oak wooden table and Fabian flinch in front of him trembling in fear "What did you just said" Luca Roberto Gonzalez the Don, the owner of the Lucarians, the ruling mafia clan is Italy and also the father of Trevor. He is seated leg crossed on the other on his swivel chair inside of his office with his assistant standing in front of him. His face is twisted in a frown,lips tight but however he still look handsome and young.