Fat Sal Mafia Novels & Stories

he said in a husky voice. Sofia was dumbstruck as she stared at the man who flirted with her. He was tall and muscular, he was dark-skinned, and he had red locks and a tattoo on his neck that I recognized. He is from an American family called the Rocks. The current biggest American family mafia in this century is known for their well-known kidnapping of innocent victims, sex trafficking, murder, and most of all their selling of drugs. I stepped away from them and notified the rest of the team mostly Jevon knowing he's gonna flip. He wouldn't want anything to happen to her and most importantly he seemed to have a huge crush on her.

It was practiced knocks, having a certain rhythm and Roman instantly knew that the person brought urgent news. Moving away from his laptop, he was pretty done setting up everything he needed, he just had to see the results later on. He then pressed a button on his desk and the door opened up. One of the gang members came walking in, "Boss, the meeting will commence in twenty minutes at the base. every member is in attendance." __ The meeting was over, as Roman was made the head of the Salvatore Mafia clan. It came as a shock to him, due to the way it was suddenly announced by his grandfather.

"Look, I don't like you raising your voice in front of me! " "I am Marco vilante, ruler of the dark world, leader of the great Mafia of the world! You shouldn't dare raise your voice in front of me, sweet lady. "Marco said in a tone that sounded so frightening. Knowing who the man is before him was instantly intimidating Bella's guts, given the man's power is no joke. To rid the earth of a life like darrel was not difficult for him, nor would she for whom alexa said she was above the law.

Ohhh boy, he isn't going to let this topic go easily. I groan at constantly being treated like a baby. "You know aiden and roseline are our very close friends. We kinda brought up together. So both Aaron and rosaline is like you and Janice to us. For once I would have considered approving Aaron for you but not after all the heroic sh*t. I am going to tell you something ella and I want you to listen to me with open mind." I don't know why but anxiety starts to arising inside me. "Aaron runs a mafia clan. He's the king of America mafia. The ultimate leader." By each passing word my mind seals automatically. My breathe hitched, brain got jammed and body refuse to move. How many more shocks are

Victorious warriors win first and then go to war, while defeated warriors go to war first and then seek to win. -Sun Tzu * * * MATEO So today something big will happen. By big I mean war. War full of blood and dead bodies. The Red mafia crossed us and today is the day to show them what we are capable of and what we do to those who cross us. They killed a lot of my men in Europe, and not only that, they also killed the family of someone I know.

His devilish grin has a shiver of fear, mixed with something dark and enjoyable, running down my spine. “I am Alessio Peccati. The mafia king.” It seems like our sweet and good natured Catherine might have a dark side that she hides. I wonder if she will explore these fantasies and desires with Alessio since he obviously awakens them.

Ken answered, “As long as you’re with me you’ll be safe.” “Why is that?” I asked. “I am one of the most feared Mafia leaders out there,” he smirked,”Only the stupid people dare to mess with me.” “Okay then,” I mutter. “We’re here,” Cole announced. “Lets party,” Dexter cheered. We got out of the car, and I looked at the big house in front of me. “Jesus you guys must be billionaires,” I gaped. "What did u expect,” Ken clarified. We walked into the house, and I was surprised to see everyone look so……classy.

Chapter 17 Ashley gave the girl at the counter a smile, seeing that she was smiling at her. She knew what they were thinking and she hated the fact that Mikhail Mazza had made their relationship public. It was just a year thing and he was talking as if it would last forever. They were already out of the restaurant when she heard someone call. "Satan." Her head whipped in the direction and it was a short fat man with a cigarette in his mouth and a hat, his suit looked expensive and he had three bodyguards behind him.

Heck he would show no mercy if the Patriots lost and probably show no mercy and celebrate if they won. Carlos started rubbing my feet, after finishing his taco. "What's your book about?" I looked over at the tv...commercial time...."Teenage mafia and romance." "Soooo...like Men being made?" "Its called Mafia Royals, and women are allowed to be made at 18. Its their birthright."

I began, trying to keep my voice steady, "we understand your concern, but we've worked hard to make this world better." "Better?" he scoffed, his eyes flashing with anger. "You call this a better world? We're the fucking mafia!" His voice echoed through the grand hall, silencing the celebratory whispers of the Families. The tension grew palpable, the room feeling suddenly much smaller. "You're going to bring a child into this mess? Have you forgotten the price we've all paid?"