Gemini Twins Mafia Novels & Stories

He knew her heart was already set on his brother. Everything was fine until the night their lives changed. That day, the twins stayed late at school, trying to avoid going home. Their father’s harsh voice still rang in their heads, reminding them how weak they were, how he had made his first kill at eight, and how they had yet to prove themselves worthy of being the Mafia heirs. When they finally decided to leave, they heard a muffled scream behind the auditorium. When they went to check, that was the first time Jairo met Emilia.

I ask through clenched teeth. They exchange glances, moving with a similar precision that leaves a bad taste in my mouth. “My name is Antonio Gunam.” The first twin says. “And my name is Anton Gunam.” Says the second twin. “We’re the Gunam twins.” They chorus. For a second, I freeze, not sure I’ve heard right. My eyes dart between both men as I struggle with the reality of my situation. Last I checked, there’s only one set of twins who bear that name. And they control the underworld loan shack operations in this city.

Rose groaned knowing Lily was right. "Where are you?" Rose sighed. "At this new club. I'm sending you the location." "Alright," and just like that Rose fell asleep again. Lily and Rose were twins. Their father, James was a former member of a famous Italian Mafia. The right hand man for his boss, but left the group after he had his twins. He knew they were his weakness and his enemies would take that to their advantage. Thus he requested his boss David De Connor, also his best friend if he could finally have a normal life. David understood him and accepted his request.

I follow New Mikhailov's hate-filled stare and almost fall back on my arse when my eyes clash with the chest of the angry giant that pursued me earlier. Hold up. Hold up. The longer I stare at him, the more confused I become. How on Earth are there two Ramsey Mikhailovs? The new Mikhailov – that's what I'm calling him now, advances until he's standing nose-to-nose with old Mikhailov. Are they evil twins? I would'nt be surprised. They even sound the same. This is the fucking Mafia we're talking about. "I should be asking you that. Did you honestly think I would stand aside and watch you take my place?"

Mia’s pov. My forkful of sticky rice got frozen mid air as soon as father’s next words echoed around the dining table. “One of you is getting married to Mr. Romero the Third of the Romero family, an underboss of the mafia in a few days.” His voice was void of any kind of emotions as usual, but the authority behind those words wasn’t absent. I glanced up at my identical twin, Maeve, who was sitting directly before me at the table, she had her knife frozen in the air while her mouth was parted in nothing but shock.

Julian went straight to the point. “I’m always here. What do you need, brother?” “Moretti got ambushed.” Julian breathed. Heavy silence fell. It’s almost as if he said ‘oh fuck! The world just ended and we are all going to die in ten seconds.‘ “Now who is this magician, with a magic trick so good he decided to dance on a hungry lion’s tail, just for the fun of it?” The man on the call asked, laughing subtly. “No one asides us. Moretti and his team, Al-Sayf and his team.” Julian heaved, genuinely confused.

The man and his lover were so cruel to her that she would not be able to forget the event of her expulsion when she had just given birth to her baby. "Let me live quietly with my son, and you live quietly with your other son," Virginia said. "I won't calm down before you give away my son. They are twins, but you separate them from me." Virginia laughed contemptuously. She felt her life had been played with, so she now had to see the man again. This woman reminisced about her bitter past. ***

You are not Mafia just silly British gangsters but you will know the wrath of the true Mafia] The Twins looked confused as he strode back across the dance floor so obviously dismissing them that a shiver of fear ran down their spines. ‘Gettate discredito sul grande nome della mafia. Portateli via mi disgustano.’ [You bring the great name of the Mafia into disrepute. Take them away they disgust me.] For the first time in their lives, the Twins were on the receiving end of Mafia control. They were seized, cuffed, patted down, and their weapons removed by rough angry hands. Romero’s Capos then dragged them out to a van, threw them into the back savagely, and drove them back to his Compound in t

The issue I had was when I caught up to her she was talking to a man who I thought had passed already. I hang back and listen in on their conversation. As it turns out, her dad was one of two identical twins. The reason the other mafia in our area hasn't been active, wasn't because of us winning. No. It was because they were laying low. I need to know what the secret is.