Chance X Mafioso Novels & Stories

Everyone knows only a man can run a mafia. Perhaps she was put in charge because her father had no sons. But that was quite irresponsible on his part. Still, I would have thought he would have passed it down to a man. Regardless if he was blood or not. I am Ace Hernandez, the boss of the American mafia. At seventeen I was handed the mafia to control and to make it the most dominant in the world. Now at twenty five, I live a lifestyle which involved drinking, drugs and women. My mafia duties were not neglected. I was known to be ruthless and unforgiving. Step in my way and tha is the last thing you would ever do.

The question was raising doubt in his mind for a long time. "I am a physiotherapist with a degree and a part-time event planner. I got the latter from my best friend. She's the one who signed me here." Why but he could sense the uneasiness in her voice even though she didn't stutter. "Are you lying?" He raised his brow. "Why would I? For you?" Rachel laughed. This confident attitude of hers was attractive to the mafia who was in search of warmth. Vincenzo had never met a woman who didn't get intimidated by my presence. Most of them came with ulterior motives which he hated.

Damien asked, looking around the room. "Hmm," I thought as I looked up and noticed a chandelier in front of me. It was captivating and hypnotic to the eyes. "Yes," I replied, returning my gaze to Damien. "Say, what do Mafias do?" I inquired, widening his eyes. He appeared surprised by my unexpected question. "In a nutshell, mafias do unimaginable bad things that you don't need to know," he said, lowering his gaze. I raised an eyebrow and asked bluntly, "Why? Aren't I your woman?" Damien was taken aback by what I had said, and he laughed, placing his right hand on his mouth.

I had nothing holding me down and I could have just left but where's the fun in that besides,mum is having a party at home. That woman is lucky she gave birth to me. That small fact has been her saving grace. If she wasn't my mother,I'd have made her choke on her own vomit before carving my initials on her heart. I studied the men in front of me. They were all wearing suits. They all looked so corporate. I could see the tattoo of a rose on different parts of their bodies. I sat up quickly,the action alerting them. I just pieced together who they were. They were from the Italian Mafioso. The most dangerous mafia in the whole world.

I was trapped, with no escape from the horrors that awaited me. Dominic's eyes seemed to bore into my soul, his gaze piercing and unrelenting. "You see, Lucia, I've been waiting for someone like you. Someone who can understand me, who can see the truth behind the lies." His voice was low and hypnotic, drawing me in despite my fear. "And now that you're here, I'll never let you go." I struggled against the cuffs again, but they only seemed to tighten. Panic set in as I realized the true extent of my predicament. I was trapped, at the mercy of a madman with a twisted vision. And then, Dominic's eyes seemed to gleam with an eerie light. "Let the game begin," he whispered, his voice dripping wit

A town where crime was active and day time and the people who restored order to it were the drug dealers and mafia men – it was my undoing that I fell hopelessly in love with one of them – Dante D’angelo. I was at the premier of my new movie Another Chance at Love, it was a script that hit a little close to him, romanticizing a future I had imagined where I would be in his hands once again. I placed one hand on my waist and turning slightly to face the paparazzi, the sleek fabric of my dress clung to my curves, shimmering in the spotlight as I posed for the cameras.

Adriano's P . O . V Second chances are usually always hard to come by and only a fool would find one right in front of him and let it go and I, Adriano Moretti am no fool at all that was why I grabbed my second chance right when it came to me. I find it unbelievably funny how kids from all over wish to be part of a Mafia group because all they perceive it to be is a gang of well dressed men who get whatever they want whenever they want and in actuality, it's not always like that.

Mario's POV The adrenaline from my conversation with Darren still thrummed in my veins as I left the Airbnb. I was going to blow up Kosta's entire operation and sever my ties with the mafia once and for all. This was my chance. My only chance. If it worked, I’d be free. If it didn’t, I’d be dead. The streets outside were quieter than I expected, a few stray cars rolling by, headlights slicing through the dark. I adjusted the hoodie over my head, pulling the strings tight, and walked down the street, Darren’s words echoing in my mind.

He picked it up after the first ring. "My beautiful girl, I trust you have good news for me, yes?" Don Casillas's raspy voice said through the phone, and I felt bile rise in my throat. I reminded myself several times why I was doing what I was about to do. Don Casillas was the leader of the most powerful mafia in all America. What I was about to do might as well be a death sentence. I curse myself for being so stupid to take on this job, but I curse myself even more for taking it for a boy I knew I never loved a long time ago.

Maybe she wasn’t ready for this job, she said to herself, wondering if Xavier thought of her as daft. “Mr. Ajello, haven’t you heard? It isn’t nice to interrupt other people’s business,” Alfredo said, getting up from his seat. He walked towards Xavier, who stood his ground, sizing him up. “The business of the red mafia is mine,” Xavier said, looking him in the eyes. “You know very well that you are playing with fire, and it might come back to bite you,” he whispered into Xavier’s ears. “I hope that when it comes back to you, you will claim this brotherhood with the red mafia, because what I choose to do to them affects you!”