Cerita Mafia Novels & Stories

Seven? “Thank you,” she replied, flashing me a weak smile. “It’s a tough business, the mafia.” I wanted to know more, but I didn’t want to push. “I’m sure it is.” I’d heard horror stories about the mafia. Shootings and stabbings seemed to be common place. The mafia was notorious for hitmen, werewolves willing to kill a target for money. And I assumed the Santonio family, as one of the biggest mafia around, had a TON of hit men.

He reminded himself he could not be sidetracked from his purpose. “Ms. Baxter, let me tell you one thing. Don Marco and his family operate one of the biggest MAFIA groups in the country. If we can take them down, we could potentially help the innocent from becoming their victims.” “As you guessed, they run a prostitution den. They guise it as charity events, but however you look at it, it was illegal and a crime.” “I am sure you would like to help others, Ms. Baxter?” “Are you hearing yourself?” Kara cried as fear, anger, loathing, frustration, and disappointment rolled into one.

“He’s in his office right now, making a plan, calling in every favour he can to get us out of here.” She wiped at her face again, more roughly this time. “Ariella, we won’t survive. We can’t. We won’t survive. Nobody escapes the Mafia.” She looked me dead in the eye, and something inside me shattered. “Listen to me, Ariella. Go talk to your dad. Nobody escapes the Mafia. Nobody gets away. And our death...it will be hard. It will be bad. We’ll be made an example of. A warning to everyone. Come for all.”

"No! How can I just climb on your back? Moreover, there's an injury on your arm." JK yells, "Just shut up and do as I say!" "No, I won't! Why are you showing me mercy now?" "I have never seen a stubborn girl like you." Grabbing her hand forcefully, he makes her lean on his back. "This man, seriously! How long are you going to force me? Will you ever let me live peacefully? When will you stop all this?" "When you love me more than I do." "I'll never fall for you." "You won't have to do it, baby. It will happen automatically. Just wait and see." "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Walk as soon as possible; I'm so hungry." "It's high time to learn how to control your hunger." "Yah, I've never seen a stupid

Immediately I look back, but I can barely distinguish by the edge of the ajar door that Black, George and the contractor continue to fix the picture. "Yes, of course." I mutter. "Do you have basic math skills?" "Of course." "Tell me how much is twenty-four for two." Are you kidding me? "Forty-eight." I say, completely safe. "That's the message. Adjö (See you again)." Hang. This man has made me more tense than I was. I don't know what kind of mafia Black is into, but this is starting to disgust me a lot. More so, remembering that twenty-four were the millions they were leaking, according to the contract.

Still, Luca refused to give in and was indifferent to her threats. In the heat of the frantic argument, Rita slipped up and accidentally suffocated the newborn child to death. The trauma of the incident was too much to bear, and Rita lost her mind. Blaming Luca for the tragedy, she leaked the mafia family’s highly classified documents to their rivals, allowing them to intercept their arms shipments. This threw the entire Southern Mafia into absolute chaos and left Luca targeted by hitmen. With Luca on the run, his mafia family fell apart.

When the red haze of fury finally cleared, I found myself standing over Helena's prone form, my hands sticky with blood. The warehouse had fallen silent, the fight over. But the real battle, I realized as I turned to face Aliyah's shocked gaze, was just beginning. Aliyah Sundane The world had tilted on its axis, everything I thought I knew crumbling around me. Alessandro, my Alessandro, was standing before me, his hands dripping with blood, his eyes wild with a fury I'd never seen before. Mafia. The word echoed in my mind, alongside the images from the folder Helena had shown me. Newspaper clippings of gang violence, photos of Alessandro with known criminals, documents detailing illegal oper

Lucia lifted her eyes to Lucia and said, "They stabbed me because of you. Have you been lying about yourself? You have been connected to the mafia the entire time. Are you two running mafia business together and you, brother, made her tag close to me" Linda and Linda stared at each other and back to Lucia who tried to control her breathing, "So it's true? You're mafia, fire frost or what the fvck do they call you?" She was beginning to raise her voice and winced feeling a sharp pain in her side. "You need to calm down" Luca tried to talk to her but, "Calm? I almost got killed because you have decided to involve me in your mafia business. The two of you were together all along, what was I thi

I took a sip of my drink, the bitterness a perfect match for my mood. “Isn’t it ironic how they all have to take part in most of the same things as my dad and his business partners?” I asked my wolf, my lips not moving and my face not betraying a hint of my conversation as my eyes wandered the room. “I was just thinking the same thing,” Ema replied. “Flip sides of the same coin.” “I couldn’t have put it better myself.” Ema was right: despite the similarities between powerful business people and the Mafia, the worlds were so different. There was an undercurrent of danger here, a tension that was absent from the staid world of business networking.

Mafia Luca is the second most dangerous mafia in the city. He's well-known for various crimes such as murder, manslaughter, and sexual assault. Unlike William, he's more terrifying and shows no mercy. He has a strong aversion to forgiving people. Luca is a covetous individual who has a profound fondness for women. He frequently dons a black suit and is perpetually accompanied by a minimum of eight strong bodyguards. He is a womanizer and frequently engages in relationships with college girls. His extravagant spending on women knows no bounds; he is willing to purchase anything for them.