Familia Mafia Novels & Stories

As he Chuckled arrogantly again gaining Genelia's attention by speaking the next second, who looked kind of offended now. "My mafia is the family I have created over all these years. They are loyal to me like my bloodline. Very unlikely to yours, my family has no woman as you can see, excepting the little sister who lives in a foreign country. Hence, we are rumoured to have no manners. We have absolutely no sacraments." Alejandro spoke with no emotions while Genelia only looked at him with no surprise, the way his eyes were shining proudly and confidently while looking at his mafia members.

But in every fight, she always ended up broken, never able to win against a man who was anything but ordinary. He was a mafia boss. Power, honor, and family—those were the things he worshipped above all else. And when he spoke of family, he didn’t mean us. He meant the Romanov Mafia. The very name that would twist my brother’s life and mine into something unrecognizable.

As if my name was not enough to remind me and everyone around every day why I was here, in the first place. You see, my father is a “man of honour “, well, not literally, but a “man of honour” of the Italian Mafia. An ‘initiated’ member of the Luciano family, who is one of the five families that make up the New York branch of Cosa Nostra, the Italian Mafia based out of Sicily.

"The Triad and the Maquese are attempting to annex our areas. Every day, they act with more bravado.Although we're more fortunate than the Las Vegas family, who also has to cope with Mexicans, we can no longer disregard the menace that the Russians and the Taiwanese pose." I became perplexed. Father never discussed business with us. The finer points of the mob world weren't anything that girls needed to be aware of. I should have known better than to interject. "If we wish to defeat the Maquese and the Triad, we must put our dispute with the New York Familia to rest and bond together."The Familia is at peace? The Chicago Outfit's other members, including Father, detested the Familia. They ha

(Beautiful, I want to spend some time with you today) Michael said and swiftly pulled her to his lap in one swift motion. “As a boss, I am not just someone who is feared by many. There is more to the mafia world than meets the eye, and I want you to understand this, Elena. To us, la famiglia è tutto. Family is everything. I only survived the mafia world, because I was fortunate enough to be raised in a mafia family that leans more to the common good than to that of the devil’s work like others.” Michael touched her cheek and moved her to sit on the bed so he could stand up and leisurely pace around the room while Elena followed him with her gaze.

I tell him. “Ok, we need as much information on that family as we can get.” He replies. I have to agree. All I know right now is that the Molanaldi is the second-largest mafia family in the US. The Godiano family is the largest family in the US. If these two families are working together then we have a serious problem. The only way would be to turn the families against each other. I need to find out how close these families are.

His hand stopped moving on my hair as he literally growled, "Do not do such things just for fun and end up driving a wedge between family members!" Frightened, I laid back on his arms. "I don't intend to drive a wedge between anyone," I muttered sulkily. Seeing the frightened look on my face, his voice softened and he went back to caressing my hair. "You know,x he started softly, "There are many members of our mafia family who are not related by blood. As long as they can all work for the family and not betray the family, they are a member of this family." I hadn't expected him to get so enraged over the topic so I decided to drop it. "I understand, you know I was just saying it casually. Do

"I want access. You’re Raphael's brother. You work inside his empire. I want you to be my eyes and ears. Feed me information. Sabotage when necessary. Undermine quietly." Lorenzo recoiled slightly. "You want me to betray my brother?" Martin's smile didn't waver. "I want you to help me destroy him." "You’re insane." "Maybe. But I have the video. And I know how to make it go viral. Police, press, social media. You'll be roasted alive." Lorenzo balled his fists. "You're blackmailing me." "Let's call it bargaining." Silence stretched between them as the city lights shimmered below.

his dad questioned. "You can't just restrict me, Dad. I'm not some kid or something" Richard gritted out, his patience running out. But the man chuckled, "You are right, Richard. You are not 'some' kid. But you should also know that this family is not 'some' family. We are a mafia family and we are ruthless. Anything we don't agree with disappears. You are lucky that you are my son that is the only reason why you are still standing here alive. If it's some other kid, a bullet would have passed through their skull uncountable times now," he said as his eyes flickered with some ruthless glint.

Their were brutal, some said they were psychopaths and when they all came together, two or more deaths were impreventable. Alba, our head maid tipped that they were members of the Montego clan. She even stated that this was just a few of them. The Montegos are much they could possibly fill a town' so where her words. Seeing my dad by my side I felt bad for Felix that he didn't have any of his parents around him. But atleast he had his family. The hall was filled with both families, friends and workers. Papa had a million dollar smile on his face, his only daughter getting married to a Mafia boss, the leader of the Italian mafia to be precise.