Best Mobster Books Novels & Stories

31st December, 1998 Undisclosed location James Roberts What have I gotten myself into?, I knew that name somewhere- JG. Joel Gustav, the most notorious crime boss in the whole of America. How on earth do I tell the first lady that her daughter is with the most feared crime boss. If he knew I was investigating him, he'll have my head faster than I can say my name. What do I do?. I was left with only one option and with that, I picked up my phone.

I could've sworn I saw her shoulders lift with pride as she spoke, that smug smile never leaving her face. She makes me fucking sick. “Interestingly, it is the same plight as the female lead of my newest bestseller book,” Gabi continued, “a woman with so much to give the world, but such little luck. So much so that she falls into the hands of a Killer, a dangerous Mafia man…” I watch as the Interviewer literally piques. Her brown eyes glow with desperate curiosity at the mention of the word ‘Mafia’.

Two Days Later Donato told me about Giuseppe Lombardi, Il Grande Capo. He is a very respected man and was the father of Renzo Lombardi, who unfortunately died over a year ago. After his son's death, he retired from his position but still maintains all his businesses, some of which he has entrusted to his most loyal men. Tonight, we are going to his club, The Underworld, a place where many mobsters gather to do business, and occasionally, this ends in problems, although they always try to avoid it so as not to bother Giuseppe.

''He doesn't deserve to like someone like me. ''Alex... ''We were interrupted with the new henchmen entering. ''This conversation ends here. I look at them all. ''Who is the boy that Heitor hired? '' I ask already irritated. The boy takes a step forward. ''It is me. ''He says with confidence, it even pissed me off. ''Why the fuck did you hire rapists and pedophiles? '' I question quite curious. ''Well, this is the mafia, the mafia has to have that kind of people.

I poured myself a glass of water and drank it in one go. Alessandro "The Devil" Costello, El Padrino. I shook my head, nope, not going to believe it unless I talk to him myself. I made my way out of the kitchen and went straight to the library. Since I had nothing to do, I settled on reading a book. I surveyed the huge library and finally found a book that seemed interesting enough to read. "Mafia and Mafiosi by Henner Hess" With a book in my hand, I walked back to Alessandro’s seat to read but halted in my steps as I saw him already sitting on it.

You could have shot that idiot and nothing would have happened. -You're a nasty, G- I murmured. –And on top of that, you don't help me with the book. I have to finish it the sooner the better. And I have to change the names of everyone, otherwise, everyone will know that it is an autobiography and we cannot make the existence of the mafia public.

I put the phone aside, "You can leave now." As soon as Agatha leaves the room, I get up from the bed and go to see if there is anyone behind the door, seeing no one, I move away a little and talk to Iuri again. "Emma, are you still there?" "Yes, I am, you can talk." "Got it, Emma. We finally have someone to help." "Who?" "Vincenzo Santorini." That name was not on the list Iuri showed me months ago. I know Vincenzo Santorini, there was no way I couldn't. He was one of the most dangerous mobsters I have ever heard of.

Even if I was so fucking confused at the moment, I was sure of one thing, which was my severe attraction for her. _ Thursday came by pretty slow. But now that it was here, I found myself getting nervous like a thirteen year old boy. Fremantle Michealson succeeded in turning a Mafia Lord, into a whipped pussy. That would serve a marvelously pathetic news headline. "They're here, boss. The designers." Jojo, my right hand man after Liam told me. I nodded and told him off, turning to the mirror to fix myself before mentally cursing and heading to the door. When have I ever had to dress up for a woman?

Hideous asked, which made Kyle and Keisley look at each other and wait for George's answer. George took a moment to gather his thoughts before responding to Hideous's question. He nodded his head. "Yes," he admitted, his voice steady, and he did not even have a hint of hesitation. Well, Sherly trusts them and does him. "I am part of the mafia, but I'm not the boss. The boss is my best friend, and I serve as his second in command." Second in command? Isn't it still considered a boss? There's only one person above him; it's the real owner of the mafia. Then now, he is telling them that he isn't the boss?

Tony said simply. “What like the Mafia?” Said Grace shocked. “The Mafia is the Italian version, you already met Xan who is the Chinese Gang Syndicate leader and you already met the European one as well!" Tony said carefully. “Xan, that arsehole I just stared down?” Grace said and Tony nodded. "Who is the European one?” She asked quickly. Tony sighed and said “Kurt Blackwood!” There was a silence as the blood drained out of Grace’s face. She felt like someone had ripped her heart out and kicked her in the stomach at the same time.