Bos Mafia Novels & Stories

In his mansion gathered all sorts of exotic animals from all over the world, both dead and alive, it was the only hobby he had in life, besides that, everything was business for him. One of the recent business deal he had taken was a marriage proposal. Yes, it was probably one of the craziest transaction he had ever made, it was one done purely on physical impulse. He had heard of Grigory Orlovsky before and the two had been well acquaintance, but he had never thought there would ever come a day where he would be a son in law to that man. Yes, he was a mafia leader, a minor mafia organization, but still an impactful one.

Anna cried out tapping her mother fiercely. Lorenzo walked angrily to him with his gun pointed at his head. " Any last words Paolo?" Paolo began to laugh. "Fanculo la Mafia (Fuck the mafia)" he cussed out Lorenzo pulled the trigger and hot blood gushed out of the bullet hole in his head. The man fell lifeless to the ground and made a loud thump. He used a finger to wipe Paolo's blood that had splashed on his face. The smell of blood had delighted him.

He wasn’t kidding when he said his apartment was bigger than mine, his walk-in closet was bigger than my living room and kitchen combination. I grabbed another t-shirt and some shorts and padded around until I found the bathroom. I took off the old t-shirt and hopped in the shower. I don’t know why but the word “mafia” wouldn’t leave my head. What did I know about it? Not a lot, just what I’d seen in old movies and TV. Illegal activities, bribing cops, drugs, murder. I sighed.

“You haven’t failed her yet, if she dies then you can say that. But we’re going to get her back, maybe you should call your father, have him send some more wolves here. We could use some of the pack warriors.” “No,” Bobby said shaking his head. “I don’t want my father anywhere near this, he already wants to kill me remember. He already has the Russian mafia trying to control them too. I don’t want him sending any more aid.” “Well, maybe he could get the Russian Mafia to come and help us?” “I don’t trust the Russians,” Bobby said sitting up in his chair. “I know what you’re going to say, but as far as I know Beth doesn’t want anything to do with them, and she would be coming over to the Itali

I think he is. I remember the countless times my father forced me to attend his meeting with every member of the Scorpion Mafia family and I can still recall him talking about Andrew Miller, the leader and Don of the Black Mamba mafia family. There was also a day when I happened to accidentally enter my father's private Den and saw some images of members of the Black Mambas and how to identify them; and one of the ways of identifying them was the big “M” tattoo on each of their bodies which stood for “Mamba”.

“That’s excellent. You’re the best, purple. However, we should get going to introduce him as soon as possible—“ “Milord, it’s bad of me to interrupt your talk. My friend is an ex-mafia member of Moarte. They are also brutal, especially their grandfather—Lorenzo Walsh Russo, who is already turning eighty in December. He is threatening his mother’s life because she doesn’t want to continue his mafia. I feel like Connor got her soft heart in violence,” Francisco retorted. Lincoln stays silent and gradually absorbing all the details available for now. That’s the one bothering his inner peace; Moarte (death) mafia is a Silician race member.

Lucifer asked, noticing the shift in Spike’s demeanor. Spike’s eyes gleamed with a mix of excitement and intrigue. “I’ve just received intel on two major Mafia organizations—one based in Eastern Europe and the other in Italy. Both are deeply entrenched in the underworld, and guess what? They go by the same name: *Nosce Hostem.*” Lucifer’s expression darkened, his mind immediately racing. “Are you saying there are two factions with the same name? That can’t be a coincidence.”

The only way Della would take over is if she married another Mafia's son, there were so many options, he had thought about it for a while now. There was Alfredo Molinero the son of the biggest mafia bosses in Mexico. There was Lucio Bongiorni from Italian Mafia, also Kay Schürmann from German Mafia, as well as Hoashi Kakichi from the Japanese Mafia, also Oskar Borgström from the Swedish Mafia, also Féng Shen from the Chinese mafia. He had been Enemies with the Chinese for a while now so that would be so good but an alliance was good. Feng was just a hot headed faggot, he wouldn't let his daughter marry that English none speaking idiot. Nicholas Passos of the Portuguese mafia. Nikita Shatov o

Marisa admitted, her nervous smile betraying her uncertainty. Blade, maintaining her formidable demeanor, uncrossed and recrossed her legs, assuming a regal posture. "Well, I'll enlighten you about the Gambino family," she declared, her tone commanding attention. "We're the most feared mafia family globally. Only the heartless and the strongest individuals earn a place within our ranks." Blade paused, then rose to her feet.

I know we all want to know what happened next on Lidia and Bruno’s part but why don’t you grab a box of popcorn and let journey together into the mafia world part. Thank you for reading, you all mean a lot to me. And let me quickly remind us of their names again: Bruno the ice king Lorenzo the tall man Matador the blacksmith Alarico the balancer accountant Gennado the old wolf Salvatore the ghost money laundering Gravino the cleaner