Bos Mafia Novels & Stories

I just shook my head at him and smiled a little. "Eh? What type are you Reian? I heard that the 1st Mafia Boss here is handsome...what's his name?" Brenda asked Maureen, Maureen pouted as if she was thinking deeply. "Hellion....ah yes! Hellion, I heard he is the most handsome in the whole Mafia World hehehe" They both giggled. Even I was surprised by what they said but I couldn't help but smile. They don't know me being owned by Saint after all. So I have no right to hate the male flesh of my entire system.

he ask while we walk out of his house. I look at him like he's stupid "I'm not apart of the mafia I am the mafia," I say. He raises an eyebrow at me. "okay, maybe I'm not the mafia but I am a mafia queen I was born into the mafia so I'm mafia by blood," I tell him. he nods his head in understanding. "but seriously I am the mafia technically because Luca is the King of all mafia and he is the mafia so technically I am the mafia," I say trying to convince Blake but it didn't seem to work cause all he did was bust out and laugh. I pout a little and go over to Luca and I's car. "

If the opponent knows everything about you, then you are already losing. That is how things will always be in friendship, love, and war. Sierra and Alek's situation is unique: living under the same roof, sleeping on the same bed, and being tied with marriage by someone who is almost but not quite an enemy. The blurry line between a suspect and a criminal is evidence, and both of them don't have one yet. At this rate, it will be a contest of who catches the other first. The second contest would be how big damage it can cause.

“I promise.” I placed my hand in her face. God I loved this girl so fucking much it hurt. “We’re not who you think we are Mil. We live two very different lives, one you’ve already seen and the other is hidden.’ I stopped taking a deep breath before I continued. ‘We’re not like you and Kacey Mil. Me and Orlando come from a different world from both of you. We have many enemies that either want it, take us out and ruin us or just kill us. We’re one of the biggest English mafia groups here, the Hemings a close second. We deal in drugs and firearms. The Hemings are our rivals, they hate us and they really hate us. Last night we had a shipment coming in. We both told Fletcher something was very w

"Not exactly. Why are you obsessed with me? What does Cardinal want? I know it's not my mafia." "You're a mafia devil." I said "I know that much from the file I found in your closet." "What file?" he asked furiously "The file about you seeing a therapist for a year when u were thirteen to control your anger. You were incredibly violent as a child." I answered a little frightened "I also know that you're going to New York by the next month. The mafia that you have here is just a bunch of people from other mafias helping to cover you while you protect Royalty from Cardinal. You're moving back to New York when all this is over. Your real mafia is there."

Lorenzo said. "She is dangerous. They hacked into our systems," Paul said. "What! If they manage to hack into your system and you are one of the best, that means they can hack any mafia system," Lorenzo said. "She has. I know she has," I told them. "How?" James asked. "If their system knows which tattoo belongs to which mafia, which cars, the leaders, their wives, and children, you think that they haven't?" I asked, and they all kept quiet. "We need them on our side as soon as possible. Maybe she can help us defeat Elijah," James said.

Black Men Society, who happened to be my group and Vendetta Cascade— the one that Liam Fajardo owns, have been adversaries for decades now. BMS ranks as the largest and wealthiest mafia group in the whole world which consist of two hundred and twenty men all over the world while he had two hundred and eight thousand. Fajardos wanted to be the most powerful one, however, they failed to do so. Even before when my father was still alive and was still the leader, he had many enemies and Vendetta Cascade is the one who stood out.

I barked as soon as Mattias let him in. Guoto hurried to kneel in front of me,begging incessantly “Please spare my life.It’s been nothing but hell for me” “Mattias.Take him out…” “Wait!!!I have some information about the Gambinos .I promise you would love hearing this one” “Let him go.Speak” “The Gambinos is a mafia group ruled by Boss Pablo,and Italian descent.Much to my knowledge,he has a family..” My left eye twitched and I held up a finger to shut him up

"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."

Bato counters with equal annoyance. I yield against his argument. Bato is right. My deadly job should be the center of my attention, nothing else. Though my head is still aching and doesn’t wanna take in more stuff that will make its pain worse, I have some questions that must be addressed so I won’t screw up. “The Manila Mafia is an international body of criminals that always excellently circumvents the government’s laws. Wouldn’t anyone from their thousand members make a background investigation on their employees? What if they find out that I’m a lycan who’ll kill them for eagerly showing interest about our existence?”