Books About The Italian Mafia Novelas e Histórias

Romano gave Alice a slight smile, which she returned as she let out a breath she was holding. “For the first time in history, the American and Italian Mafias are working together. We’re more profitable than ever, our enemies shaking in fear due to this partnership.” Viola yelled at Marciano as he held his head down in defeat. “Yet you two are more concerned with acting like children than doing what is right for your business.” My mother chimed in confidently. She might not have been born into this world, but she is one badass lady you do not want to mess with. Viola grabbed Marciano by his ear, pinching it tightly as she walked over to Alice.

They had taken the babies. I paced the small cell like a caged animal, heart hammering with a mixture of terror and fury. The authorities had separated us immediately — Matteo in one wing, me in another, the twins whisked away “for their protection.” Priya and my father were somewhere in this same building, but I couldn’t bring myself to care right now. The only thing that mattered was getting back to Matteo and our sons. Hours later, the door opened. Two guards escorted me to an interrogation room. Matteo was already there, chained to the table, looking every bit the dangerous mafia heir even in handcuffs. His dark eyes lifted the moment I entered, and the raw relief that flooded his face n

A grainy photo of me in Nikolai’s arms with both of us stumbling out of the bar like drunken lovers was plastered across the screen beneath a headline about Italy’s most untouchable crime lord and a “mystery woman.” My stomach dropped. And then the rest of the night hit me like a train. The drinks. The laughter. The heat. His mouth on mine. Oh no…oh no, no, no.. I stumbled out into the street forcing deep breaths as guilt and rage fought for dominance inside me. I went back to my office and dumped the flash drive with the files I'd gotten so far. I left a note there for Sterling which said: “This is all you’re getting. I'm off the case.”

How did I end up here? From keeping the side of a dangerous mafia lord for three years, to work for a mafia boss as a prey. I wanted to step back, to run, to vanish back into the safety of the world I knew. Victor, the calm, collected man before me—was the same man who had almost killed me once, yet now he spoke as if nothing had happened. And he wasn’t even mentioning Adrian. Not once. Only work. Like we didn't have a history. “Are you in?” he interrupted. His tone left no room for hesitation. Sharp. Precise. Almost terrifyingly calm.

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.

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He said in a way that made my stomach rumble. I nodded, pretending like I understood everything Ryan was blabbing, but the truth was I had no idea about the affairs of the Italian Mafias. Sure, I knew they had this weird obsession with writing down every deal, every client, every dirty little secret and it was a stupid move if you ask me. Cause why the hell would anyone pen all the evidence that could crumble their empire in a piece of paper? And then, to make it worse, leave it unguarded for someone like my father to pick it up.

Before we had the chance to enter I tug on her hand to get her to stop with me. "What is it, why did we stop?" "Do you think our moms knew about this all along?" "I think they do." I spent most of the day thinking about my conversation this morning with my cousin. It was still a bit difficult to believe, my dad is such a good person. How could he have been the leader of a Mafia? That too is one of the largest ones in Italy and Russia. After doing my research I learned that they were responsible for a lot of murders, drugs, and gun smuggling, and the one that terrified me the most was trafficking girls

Working for a Mafia (Revenge was her DNA until she met him) By Nwabueze Ify Preçious Authoress Prechy PROLOGUE Miranda is a young girl living with her parents in a peaceful community not untill everything changed . Their town was raided by evil money bags and everyone was killed . . But she managed to escape after everyone in her small town were killed or so she thought. And then she swore to.have her revenge and kill those killers down to their generations

Xavier stated twirling his spaghetti around his fork "I'll take you there one day." "I'd be honored." I smiled "What exactly do you do you know where?" "Everything a normal mafia does." Xavier said to me softly and I looked around to make sure no one was listening "We're the biggest and most deadly mafia in Italy. We don't deal with drugs though. We leave that out the mix but we do everything else." "You kill people then?" I asked shyly