Books On The Mafia Novels & Stories

Libro 2 Mi Corazon te pertenece - Book 2 My Heart will be yours Power & Temptation Mafia Series (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Libro 1 Mafia Italiana - Book 1 Italian Mafia A****N KINDLE luna indomable spanish version Power & Temptation Mafia Series Book 2 "IVANOV" Russian Mafia Individual stories (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Luna Indomable - Fearless Luna Bilingual Author Proudly Latina Lara Soultaker

" On your right side. Turn the lamp on. " Catalina found the switch and pressed it. As soon as she touched it, an alarm went off. The pakhan snatched the gun from her hands and with one hand pushed her on the bed with him. She collided with his naked hard chest and now the gun rested on her cleavage. " Rule number 1 . Never believe a Mafia. " He laughed loudly and footsteps echoed in the corridor. The door opened with several men in there and one of them switched on the lights at last.

Ava tried to shield me from anything from my past and I understood her because just a few minutes ago I spiraled because I heard a familiar name. “What?” He gave her a confused look. “What’s going on there?” I asked. Ava sighed because she knew she could do nothing about this. “There’s rumors of a war starting soon. I need to see if they're true.” He said. There are only two powerful mafia families in Chicago and they are the Morreti’s and the Deluca’s. Adrian didn’t mention this to me.

He was charming in a lethal wayb and every word he said made it harder to maintain the armor I’d built. The dinner went for hours. His associates exchanged stories about drug shipments and bodies dumped in canals like they were trading stock tips. I sipped water and listened. Every detail was ammunition. Every smile from Nikolai was a taunt. He had no idea I was the pin under the elephant's foot. Eventually the night advanced and everyone was starting to leave until I was left alone with him. He leaned back and stretched as if he hadn’t just spent hours surrounded by monsters. I tried to imagine the kind of man he would have been if he hadn't become a criminal but I came out blank. A crimina

he gestured broadly, "this is how you repay me? By making a mockery of me in front of one of my most esteemed associates? Have you lost your mind, boy?!" I'm getting serious Henry Luciano vibes here, Buffy thought, grinning. You know, like a tough mafia boss. Damn, Daddy! Who's Henry Luciano? "Luciano" by taintedkissesxo. It's a mafia book about one of the most feared men in the world, she explained. I highly recommend it as your next W*****d read. I almost burst out laughing at that moment.

"Sherly, you know how dangerous those events can be. Are you sure it's wise to go?Sherly bit his lower lip. She knows that her father is worried about her. After all, the mafia world isn't as good as what others think. It was chaotic, dirty, and full of blood. She sighed, knowing that her father's concern was justified. She smiled as she said, "I understand, Dad. But attending this ball is crucial for gathering information and maintaining my connections within the underworld." She then leaned back to her chair. "Besides, I leave this open for a long time and let my aid who betrayed me go and have a connection. That was the greatest mistake I've done in my part. So, this time, I wanted to be

I asked, my heart racing already. Francesco finally opened his mouth. “The Black Book contains all the past histories of the Mafia families in New York and some other parts of the world.” I wanted to laugh as I found nothing risky in the statement he just made. “Then, how is that a problem?” “Really, Damsel?” He let out a sigh. “Looks like you don't know what is at stake here. It can affect us both. And in a big way. Trust me when I say that.” He pressed his words.

I sigh and try to remember something from the last time I was here, but it's completely impossible; I was just a child when I left this place (the place where I was born) with my parents. Today, however, despite their wishes, I decided to return to take revenge on those who tried to hurt my grandfather, that great and kind man who always pampers my sisters and me, whose eyes fill with kindness and love when he sees us, but who is also so fearsome that all of Italy respects him. The great capo Giuseppe Lombardi, they will know that no one messes with The son of the mafia queen. […]

"Yes. A powerful Mafia family here in Italy. No one really knows much about their operations, but rumors are always flying here and there. It is rumored that they own most of the clubs, restaurants, and casinos in the country too. It's quite crazy." "Wow." I mean, it wasn't my first time hearing of mafias in books and movies, but in real life, it definitely was, and it felt kind of surreal. The thought of killing someone or selling drugs to people while a handsome young leader directed the whole operation just felt a lot more like fantasy than real life to me. "We should probably get going. The club opens around 11 p.m." "Okay, that's crazy. I thought most clubs open up early."

“Congratulations, Boss!” Without waiting for the celebration, Drake turned on his heel and walked out of the church. Amy followed closely behind, flanked by a sea of suits and heavy artillery. The moment the heavy church doors slammed shut behind them, the priest’s knees gave out, and he collapsed onto the altar floor, completely unconscious. Meanwhile, across the city, the atmosphere was entirely different. Inside the fortified syndicate of the Blood Pact Mafia. The second largest crime syndicate in Italy. Athan, a hardened man in his early fifties, sat high on a leather chair that served as his throne. The air in his private chambers was thick with the pungent, sweet scent of a heavy blunt