Gay Mobster Novels & Stories

Abaddon's cold and calculated aura permeated the air around him, and Axel's cynical jests added an eerie layer to the atmosphere. They were heading to meet Dexter Manson, one of Abaddon's most trusted Capos, to discuss a serious matter that threatened to disrupt the delicate balance of power in the underworld. A rival mafioso, Giovanni Bianchi, saw an opportunity to seize control of territories weakened by the recent death of David Garcia, another Capo under Abaddon's command. Giovanni was ruthless and ambitious, and he sensed a weakness in Abaddon's organization.

Two Days Later Donato told me about Giuseppe Lombardi, Il Grande Capo. He is a very respected man and was the father of Renzo Lombardi, who unfortunately died over a year ago. After his son's death, he retired from his position but still maintains all his businesses, some of which he has entrusted to his most loyal men. Tonight, we are going to his club, The Underworld, a place where many mobsters gather to do business, and occasionally, this ends in problems, although they always try to avoid it so as not to bother Giuseppe.

His son was a 17-year-old young man, who had a supposedly gothic and withdrawn appearance, but needed to loosen up, he practically didn't go back to parties. Thinking about hiring an employee, having on his list a boy of almost seventeen years old who said he was a virgin and eager to have sex for the first time, but it was at a mafia party, that his partner at the casino and at the money laundering house, that the older man, saw that his son was a very edible snack. - You don't mind me finding out? – Marconi Greco said. – You know I have experience. That red-haired mobster, also Greek, called Nomikos Nicodemou, the size of a mountain, he was tall, big, muscular, and gay whore, who picked up

Alex stood, turning to a graying man with a crooked grin— Jamie Torres, his badge read. “I’m Alex, new transfer,” he said, offering a nod. “Jamie, detective,” the man replied, sinking into a chair. “You’re on the Romano case?” Alex nodded. “Yeah. Looking for an edge.” Jamie’s eyes softened. “Watch your back, son. Those bastards are dangerous. Been in this city for years, dodging every trap. Power buys them out, and they trample on anyone in their way.” Alex’s fist clenched. “I’ll prove they’re not above the law.”

Saul couldn't hear him but he knew he had a lot of complaints against him. “Sir, this is the information about the gang who came to your restaurant a few days ago.” The man still had doubts about Lawrence. Thus he did not give Saul the complete information. “Don’t worry, that gray beard is harmless. Continue.” Saul eased him. Lawrence threw daggers at Saul in vexation but did the latter care? “Those men belong to Sherlock Hanes, the leader of the Italian Mafia, who has the name of being the most sacrilegious and perverted criminal on earth.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, but…” Vincent stood up, too anxious to stay seated. “But he isn’t one of them.” “No, he is not.” Gael elaborated. “There are rumors that he was adopted.” “But it doesn’t matter because he’s the Gambino family patriarch,” John shrugged. “And anyone who ever questioned his adoption was killed on the spot. The man is well-known for his quick temper, as you can tell.” “Not to mention, he is a little cracked in the head.” Gael pointed out, to which John shook his head.

He was killed after being caught embezzling money as Don Cariello's subordinate. Eugene looked at the man with fresh eyes. Don Cariello had a completely different atmosphere from Don Luciano or Don Colvino whom he had seen earlier. A frivolous gangster. That was the impression the man gave. In any case, Eugene had now met three of the five major mafia bosses in New York. "Cariello? That's disappointing... Just call me P**e." Don Cariello spoke as he lightly gripped Valentine's shoulder with his hand. Valentine looked at Don Cariello. The blue eyes that looked at him were so emotionless and cold that Eugene flinched. Don Cariello finally removed his hand from Valentine's shoulder.

(The Shark Mafia Boss). My father is the head of the Italian mafia in New York. I have two brothers, that I know of. Gabriel (Gabe) he is the older and Michael (Mike) is the middle child and I am the youngest. The three of us are close, you can’t mess with one and not with the others. We make our business when one of us is in trouble. We all have different mothers but you already know that. Let’s say that dad was a bit of a manwhore before he met my mother. She tamed The Shark.

" I heard you had gotten involved with the Italian Mafia, you really are quite the imberciu, aren't you, Levi? "Yes, however scooby worked it out" Leon explained while Levi just turned his face ignoring. "Scooby is like a god in your lives, having a brother like Levi, but.... The hatawhay don't know about that, do they? "You're the only hathaway who knows, they won't know, after all they'd already be trying to kill him. "True, but... You got married, and to an amazing woman, I'm happy for you, light is a good girl.

“They hired a Russian mobster who played me horrible. I managed to turn the situation around and not get so hurt, but this one is capable of anything. It's a real animal. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. “Do you understand why I really need someone to trust, Mina?” He asks me in his broken voice. “I feel like everyone wants to hurt me. I've done horrible things in my life, but this last time I've tried to fix it by getting all this shit out of me, trying to cut ties with these people, but they're the worst scum that can exist in the world.” “Black... That Russian mobster who played you is…” “Yes, Mina. He's Mikael Sydow's own son of a bitch.”