Black Mafia Bosses Novels & Stories

They outnumbered us. "Who's Marco, and who is Enzo?" Those were Cruz's first words to the leaders of the biggest cartel in New York. Marco and I stayed quiet. We weren’t going to answer that. Cruz knew exactly who we were, just as we knew who he was. Cole stepped forward, trying to ease the tension. "Senator—" Cruz cut him off, still playing his power games. "More importantly, who's the boss?" Cruz asked, moving his fingers as though deep in thought.

"Those five people behind Anthonio Argento... I can recognize them." "Tell me," Venom urged, leaning forward. Hacker grinned, pleased to be helpful. "One is the Don of The Black Mambas. I recognize the tattoo on his shoulder. The second one is the boss of The Syndicate, Pedro." Venom’s eyes narrowed. "Yeah. I got that." Hacker continued, "I can’t identify the two on the right, but the person in the center is Alpha Rosario." "And who's that?" Venom asked, his curiosity piqued.

“You can’t afford to fall apart over a sprained ankle. You’ve got to learn how to push through it.” But the pain was almost unbearable. Karina tried to push herself up, but the sharp twist in her ankle made her gasp again. She bit her lip, trying not to show how weak she felt. Kim looked at her, her expression unchanging. “Don’t think for a second that this is a free ride. The Mafia world doesn’t care about your pain. If you fall, you stay down.” The sting of her words hit harder than the physical pain in her ankle. Karina clenched her jaw, refusing to give in. She was already too far gone to stop now.

This was between Jeremy and me. " I do not give the flying fu*k about how much you took, but I care about who you sold it to. We do not sell to children," my voice was more like a growl. I have been a mafia boss for a couple of years already, and everyone knew what I was capable of. I have heard some call me ruthless, but I couldn't care less. I even like it. That kept them on their toes around me. " I would never sell it to children. They were teenagers, " Jeremy replied as if that could change anything in my opinion.

I asked, glancing briefly at the men who hadn't noticed us talking about them. "Babe, that's number Two in the Levels of Wealth. The 'Filthy Rich'. Those men there are the Russian Cartel members. The one in the middle, the older man is their boss. He's a Mafia, beside him are drug lords with huge ass cartels all over the city. I don't even like serving them. Because any slip up and your head can be mounted on the wall." Olivia widened her head, shaking her head and turning us away from them. Mafias? Cartel? Drug Lords? Was that even real? I thought all these only happened in movies, not in real life?!

But I did not have the time to attend to that right now. “Don’t you want to drop that? You’re literally bleeding and I’m not going to do anything to you. I would never,” He assured me. “Forget about my hand, just start talking.” “Alright, fine.” He pursed his lips. “My parents are Mafia Bosses. They just use the guise of being CEOs as their front. Our biggest company is actually one of the biggest drug operations yet. They call us the lords of drugs,” He chuckled to himself when he said the last part.

They are pain in the ass that made him angry due to the fact that he doesn't seem his rose. His Lapochka. Yego rosa. Athenarose. They went to France to give Dark Zacchaeus Voughnn Smith one of the heads of Albanians mafia. He's the Mafia Lord. The Almighty. He might be the boss of La Nera Bratva, but he also works under Dark's orders. Not only him but all five heads of La Nera Bratva. There's him, Demetri - the underboss, Grey - consigliere, Falcon - enforcer, and Ace - financier. They may also be under his control, but they also have their own crime syndicates, each commanding their own territories and operations. He is the head of the Italian-Russian mafia. One of the most prominent crime

Of course, this would make his mission this time even more difficult. The Black Wolf mafia. A mafia group that was well-known in the underworld for its business and system. Their members were spread across several countries and ran dirty businesses. They were truly dangerous because it was said that if they targeted someone, they would relentlessly pursue them wherever they went, like wolves hunting their prey. And one thing Ivo knew about this mafia group was that they had two top leaders, known as Alpha and Beta. “Huh... this is going to get more interesting,” he muttered, then went back to his gadget to search for more information about this mafia group.

RInggggggg.... "The chairman is calling, Sir," his assistant said and instead of rushing to follow the woman, he had stopped to take the call. His assistant was busy cleaning after his mess and then, several people that had a full coat suit had entered the bar. "Boss!" they said and lined up. He glared at them before he answered the call from his grandfather. They are the BS Mafia, the most notorious and known in the S City. They show no mercy for the ones who had fought with them, that is why, tonight is the end of Jarus.

"This is Javier Pérez, the Columbian Mafia leader." Javier. The man she was looking at. He's not as old as the other men here. Maybe in his mid thirties. It seemed like he hadn't payed much attention to her until the introduction. His eyes checked her out quickly before they exchanged a handshake, both aware of the attraction to one another. My father continues, "Next is Conan Fitzgerald, the Irish Mob boss. Boris Kolev rules in Bulgaria, and Simon Kaminski is the leader of the Polish Pruszków mafia."