Cerita Mafia Novels & Stories

Charity demanded once Milet removed her hand. Milet glared at her, exasperated. “Charity! Of all the people in this club, you had to bump into him?” “What’s so special about that guy?” Charity asked, frowning as she rubbed her temple. Milet dragged her to a quieter corner outside the club. “Listen to me: if you ever see that man again, avoid him at all costs. He’s part of the Mafia. He’s involved in all sorts of illegal activities. He’s dangerous, Charity—a monster! You’re lucky you didn’t provoke him.”

Celine confessed as she shakes her head. Emily and Bianca shot her a disgusted glare. She had to shut that running tap she calls a mouth. They crouched on the same couch with Emily sandwiched in between a stool before Emily, they leaned forward paying utmost attention to Emily. Emily grabs the ketchup “Alright, we are aware those men are mafia's, aren't we?” Celine commented, stroking an invisible beard. “Yeah, kind of but they mostly sell people so they should be murderers or assassination.” Emily nodded quickly, she had no time to argue about a fact.

she asked. "No, he wouldn't" Geremia answered. "It's a bit unfair, don't you think?" Camilla asked. "Well the world particularly the mafia world is very unfair Camilla" Geremia told her. "and that Paula constantly badgering the poor woman and trying to find a loophole in her story, whatever happened to women supporting women" "Well Paula grew up in the mafia world and is just like them all, she doesn't care about things like that" Geremia said. "how could he date someone like that?" Camilla asked.

Mari put her hands on her heart dramatically, “How romantic Seline, you’re one of those mafia girlfriends now…Oh shit, the police will want to question you too, and of course me. We have to discuss our story, it’s very important that we have one story.” I was waiting for her to finish with folded arms, “Are you done yet or do we have to plan Damien’s great escape from jail too?” I asked sarcastically. “You have to agree that my story makes a lot of sense..you just don’t believe that this happens in real life.” She replied. “Mari one of these days you’re going to have a real life encounter with the mafia and then you’ll realize how scary they can be.”

I glared at him and turned to run up the stairs. I got to my room, slammed the door shut, and locked it. I picked up the laptop from the study table and searched for the word that was bothering me the most. “Mafia” Hesitantly, I clicked on the first search result that pulled up and started to read everything about it. Mafia is an informal term that is used to describe a criminal organization that bears a strong similarity to the Sicilian Mafia... Mafias often engage in secondary activities such as gambling, loan sharking, drug trafficking, prostitution, and fraud...

Some witnesses who got interviewed by the press narrated what they saw and few pointed out that the recognized one of the men who happens to work for a dreaded Mafia. The coffee mug fell from mum's hand when Serena's name came up. She couldn't believe it. I walked in as saw the pieces of the coffee mug and rushed to mum. "What is it mum? Mum pointed at the TV speechless. I turned back and watched the news but couldn't get why mum looked terrified. "I don't get it mum. What is it? " She is a mafia." "Who is a Mafia? " Serena is a Mafia" " Serena? No way. Who said she is a Mafia?

I shouldn’t say any more than that or they might get back with my family because that's just the way they are. Mafias are ruthless. They are rotten to their core. They aren’t the ideal men written in fictions. They’ll hurt you and put you in danger. Children shouldn’t make the mafia the standard no matter how good they came to be in fictions. They are criminals and I know all of it because I once became an underdog of a mafia. They kill ruthlessly and they don’t care how evil they become. “First you stereotyped us for being noble and now, you are stereotyping us as someone worse than a criminal.”

I glared at him and turned to run up the stairs. I got to my room, slammed the door shut, and locked it. I picked up the laptop from the study table and searched for the word that was bothering me the most. "Mafia" Hesitantly, I clicked on the first search result that pulled up and started to read everything about it. Mafia is an informal term that is used to describe a criminal organization that bears a strong similarity to the Sicilian Mafia... Mafias often engage in secondary activities such as gambling, loan sharking, drug trafficking, prostitution, and fraud...

- You are a hypocrite that frankenstein, it was not David Del Valle, you disrespected me first, and I always knew that the damned one is still alive, and I am not sure where you have him, but I do know he is alive. Maria De La Cruz, and her people had undoubtedly gone overboard with their actions again, as they would have bought one more great enemy, but what is a mafia without enemies? They put the Colombian totally naked, they totally changed him, they checked his ears, hair, nails, so that he would not have any secrets, they left him in the Brazilian border to survive as he could, and that was undoubtedly the beginning of the great mafia war, that would have been detonated, thanks to him,

Five guards step out of it, and fall into step behind me instantly. With my phone in a pocket, and a pistol in my hand; eyes filled with deathly fury as we approach. The moment I step in, the sight before me makes my heart stop. Not because its new, I've seen thousands of dead bodies, it was worse after an all out war between two ruthless mafia Lords. What made my heart stop is the implication. "This is a lot." I mutter, noting the extent of damage that had been done. The thought of innocents being murdered, and killed for something they didn't do or had no idea of; makes my heart ache.