Novel & Cerita Filipino Mafia

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

Black Men Society, who happened to be my group and Vendetta Cascade— the one that Liam Fajardo owns, have been adversaries for decades now. BMS ranks as the largest and wealthiest mafia group in the whole world which consist of two hundred and twenty men all over the world while he had two hundred and eight thousand. Fajardos wanted to be the most powerful one, however, they failed to do so. Even before when my father was still alive and was still the leader, he had many enemies and Vendetta Cascade is the one who stood out.

I took courage and also strongly believed that Kaizer was not Kimora’s father. "Let's not talk about it. It's already late and I have meeting tomorrow with the Yashimoto's." Ycson nodded so I got up and followed Ycson out. I haven’t contacted West yet because he’s on Guam and someone went against him. Crawford VS Peruvian. The Peruvian is the second strongest Mafia Clan on Guam. While the Crawfords are leading because of the diligence and strength of West's father. Nelson Crawford. Across Guam Crawford is the most feared and dangerous of all. Even innocent people they do not spare and mercilessly kill.

He runs the Italian mafia for gods sake, that is nothing I can take lightly. It could never work, right?

Third Person Pov: Thomas Allen is one of the most ruthless leaders in the mafia gang Hayden Wren heads. Its known as 'Python'. Recently, there's been a fued between the two, hence; Thomas moved to Dubai. The members of the gang thought things would dissolve over time... but it didn't. Communication seized between the two for the past two years. Now, Thomas is back to set things right.

* * * * * * * * * * PD Luciana wandered through the villa's garden, the scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass filling her lungs. But her mind wasn't on the serene surroundings. Alessandro's words echoed in her thoughts; "Antonio's family is Mafia... they're ruthless. They'll stop at nothing to get what they want." She shivered, despite the warmth of the sun on her skin. The Mafia's reputation was notorious - brutal killings, extortion, and corruption. They operated in the shadows, and their influence reached the highest echelons of power.

“You… seem to really like our boss. So even if I tell you the truth, I don’t think you’ll believe it.” “I’ll believe it.” Something about the look in Araceli’s eyes told her she already knew. Paula sighed. “He’s part of the mafia. Actually, he’s not just a pear. He’s the don.” Araceli swallowed. “Can you explain what that means?” “The mafia’s a criminal organization,” Paula said quietly. “They’re involved in everything—drugs, weapons, trafficking. They control businesses. Politicians. Judges.” “And… murder?” Araceli whispered.

The only way Della would take over is if she married another Mafia's son, there were so many options, he had thought about it for a while now. There was Alfredo Molinero the son of the biggest mafia bosses in Mexico. There was Lucio Bongiorni from Italian Mafia, also Kay Schürmann from German Mafia, as well as Hoashi Kakichi from the Japanese Mafia, also Oskar Borgström from the Swedish Mafia, also Féng Shen from the Chinese mafia. He had been Enemies with the Chinese for a while now so that would be so good but an alliance was good. Feng was just a hot headed faggot, he wouldn't let his daughter marry that English none speaking idiot. Nicholas Passos of the Portuguese mafia. Nikita Shatov o

Lorenzo said. "She is dangerous. They hacked into our systems," Paul said. "What! If they manage to hack into your system and you are one of the best, that means they can hack any mafia system," Lorenzo said. "She has. I know she has," I told them. "How?" James asked. "If their system knows which tattoo belongs to which mafia, which cars, the leaders, their wives, and children, you think that they haven't?" I asked, and they all kept quiet. "We need them on our side as soon as possible. Maybe she can help us defeat Elijah," James said.

Fernan sighed—the old man wasn’t afraid of anyone, not even Alejandro. “The old hag hasn’t paid a single cent, Boss. His head is like stone,” Fernan replied. The young heir clenched his jaw and fists. His men spoke fluent Tagalog despite many coming from Italy; years of work in the Philippines, traveling back and forth for transactions, had made them fluent. The De Rossi mafia was feared both here and across Europe, their influence stretching across borders. Even the police stayed out of their way. “Give him one last chance. If he still doesn’t pay…” Alejandro’s voice dropped to an icy calm. “I will deal with him myself.”