Greek Mafia Novels & Stories

“Even before the birth of Master Reign, his father and his grandfather and his great grandfather and his…” “I get it.” I say quickly, fearing he might go on and on, if I let him. The man was a like young puppy. “So, the Rafe Mafia go way back many decades.” “Yes, ma’am. The Rafe Mafia is one of the most feared and respected cartels in Italy. We have ties all around the world.” That word ‘respected’ often translates to the most ‘hated’ in the mafia life. “So, the shipping company is just a ‘legal’ front for their shady business.” I conclude

Mafia Luca is the second most dangerous mafia in the city. He's well-known for various crimes such as murder, manslaughter, and sexual assault. Unlike William, he's more terrifying and shows no mercy. He has a strong aversion to forgiving people. Luca is a covetous individual who has a profound fondness for women. He frequently dons a black suit and is perpetually accompanied by a minimum of eight strong bodyguards. He is a womanizer and frequently engages in relationships with college girls. His extravagant spending on women knows no bounds; he is willing to purchase anything for them.

She was the perfect mafia, psychopathic killer, who killed her other four brothers, in a dispute for power, inheritance, business and territories, being called the Hyena. That woman was marked by a characteristic laugh, since she killed her twin sister in a dispute over a boyfriend, she was a powerful, beautiful, sensual bodybuilder, an Enchanter, who was there to be the best negotiator in history. Since she was a Greek woman who came from a mafia and traditional family in this rich city of Pietro, where there was a colony of rich Greek businesspeople, where real estate was mostly owned by her family, she was the granddaughter who was in charge of business, maintaining rents.

I place it on the board in front of me, scanning every face that is present. ‘Ndragheta. Camorra. Sacra Corona Unita. Serbian Mafia. Turkish Mafia. Cártel de Guadalajara. Yamaguchi-Gumi. Sun Yee On. The Yakuza. The Bratva. The Knights of the Road. Even the Nigerian Syndicates. And the Old Guard. The oldest mafia family, consisting of the three main ones. The Italian, the Russian and the Chinese. Together, they oversee the foundational power structures of the empire. They collectively control historical power and legacy. Government. Military and enforcement. Cultural and ritual incidents. Maintaining and disrupting transitions of power.

Not even the darkness could hide his intimidating and powerful aura that exuded danger. Nate watched them shake hands. Although he couldn’t hear their conversation, it looked like they were talking until Nicholas signaled towards the other two cars. Nate’s eyes flicked between the car pulled over on the right and the one on the left, his mouth hanging open. He couldn’t look away from Gabriel Velentzas, the infamous head of the Greek Mafia, who had brutalized and killed his older brother to take control. He and Sebastian exchanged handshakes and shared laughter until a new figure appeared. Demir Yilmaz, a twenty-eight-year-old Turkish gangster who took control

) As Alexandros walked out of my office, I smiled to myself. Adam, you're going down. Adam Lorenzo was up to no good. I was alerted that he had teamed up with someone who had recently retired from the Greek mafia. I had no clue there was a Greek mafia; I suppose the illegal business world knows no boundaries. Alexandros Andino was laundering money between Italy and Turkey. I had heard of him before while working with the Italians. Before coming to me, they had hoped to exchange their diamonds for cash. However, Alexandros was not a fan of diamonds; he strictly only dealt with money. His profits on all the transactions he handled

My mother sat beside me, her eyes fixed on her husband. “The Bratva is getting stronger. They’ve allied with the Greeks and are trying to claim our territories. They’re growing bolder every day. We’re lucky to have so much prestige and to be at a truce with the Camorra and the 'Ndrangheta, but we can’t ignore the threat the Russians pose anymore.” I nodded silently, still confused about why he had called me here for this, since, according to him, women had no business knowing about mafia affairs.

There was still so much to learn. “Can’t stay away from the mafia types in this house. I’m practically giddy to see what female Ryan ends up with. Can you imagine,” he said, grinning. Yeah I’m glad he thinks this is funny. I’m in deep shit here. “Yeah well this is completely different from the Grecos. There’s gonna be a squad of pissed off beefy ass steroid looking guys out looking for her. Shit they’ve probably put a reward on the down low for her. The Grecos are like a few dozen at best, this is a network of literally hundreds across different countries,” I said, putting my back against the wall.

He asked angrily. He was still enjoying his bachelor life and he doesn't want to have commitment nor responsibilities to women. They are all pain in the ass, he'll rather fuck them and leave right after. "What are you fussing about when you know you'll eventually get married? You're not just a normal man Damon, you are the future Capo di tutti capi!" the old man answered, referring to his position in their organization. He was a mafia boss. The future leader of Thanatuo Organosi, a Greek mafia that originated in Greece but is now dominating in Albania and South America. He was also the mysterious owner of Infinity Winery that runs here in the Philippines.