Handsome Mafia Boss Novels & Stories

“Says someone who was fantasizing about a mafia don.” Jane blinked rapidly. “Mafia don?!” Carla shrugged. “Mafia don, mafia lord—whichever you call it,” she grunted, tapping her phone. “Why isn’t Inspector Rosaline picking up?” “Hey, Carla, look at me. You mean he’s a mafia?” Carla nodded. “Couldn’t you tell? From the way he talks, the tattoo, the gun? Who else carries a gun and stares people down without fear?” Jane scrunched her face. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner? Oh my God, you just made me miss my soulmate.” She glared at Carla.

I wasn’t used to being stared at so boldly—men always averted their eyes when they knew who I was. Then his name clicked in my mind. I had heard it somewhere before… “Falcone? The bossabd1 System: boss of the…” “Camorra!” he finished my sentence, to my utter shock, flashing a beautiful yet terrifying smile. But all I could think was that I was dead. This was my end, I realized, staring into those hypnotic irises and coming to terms with who was in front of me. The Demon of the Camorra. The man who had pulled me out of the church, carried me in his arms, and still held me close, sitting on his lap, was him—the most feared man of all, who had built his monstrous reputation since he was a boyWi

He was about to punch me when he stopped and became pale and weaker. The knife I used was small but, it had a deadly poison. "Goodbye, dog of a mafia org." I'm a killer, yeah, I'm not just an ordinary model. I hate Mafia the most. I love killing them. ------- "Wifey, awake, awake!" I woke up when Warren jumped on our bed. "What's the matter Warren?" I asked sleepily. He lay down next to me and moved his foot. "You have a male visitor. His name is Yuhan." He said while pouting.

he whispered and pulled her up from the ground. He led her back to the room and sat her down on the bed. "I know you don't remember me so let me introduce myself. I'm Alexander Miguel soon to be the boss of the Black mafia and you are my one way ticket through that door. I'll give you one minute to completely hand yourself over to me or I'm going to start killing everyone you love, no more beating around the corner," he whispered with a serious face. Siana looked into his face trying to crack the joke behind his words but she found nothing. He was being serious. The room was quite as his vicious eyes tore through her.

Now after hearing all of this, he can’t wait to take her there and show the house where they going to live for the rest of their life. His smile soon faded when he thought about Luan. He doesn’t know how he’s going to come out of the problem, Luan is the only problem he ever had since he became the leader of this mafia. Though they had agreed not to involve in each other’s business. Luan isn’t interested in doing so Hector has no other choice but to kill him and face the consequences which might ruin his peace. Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE TA /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable

This was between Jeremy and me. " I do not give the flying fu*k about how much you took, but I care about who you sold it to. We do not sell to children," my voice was more like a growl. I have been a mafia boss for a couple of years already, and everyone knew what I was capable of. I have heard some call me ruthless, but I couldn't care less. I even like it. That kept them on their toes around me. " I would never sell it to children. They were teenagers, " Jeremy replied as if that could change anything in my opinion.

She spoke up finally, and the family froze in shock, especially Cross, who never thought she could ever accept such. "Are you trying to say I should get you sold to Gun Blackwood?" He asked her. "I have done my research. I know he's the biggest Boss in the city. He's also the biggest Mafia Boss. I know that too." she said, already crying with fear evident in her eyes. "But I have no choice but to accept it, Father if that's what will make you look at me for once and be happy." She said to everyone's hearing. Rose's heart broke on seeing the situation her daughter was in. "You must be joking, Mia; there is no way I am letting you do that. It's a crime."

Right in between his legs and he bell back with a groan. “ Bitch!” He snarled at me, his eyes darkened. I shriveled in fear, my neck shrunk and my eyes went low as I avoided his gaze. I mumbled repeatedly, “ I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to. “ I knew what these men were and amongst all of them, he was the strongest, the one with the real power. The capo. And I just had the audacity to kick his dick. The Mafia had one rule,

The dark and gloomy fortress of the mobster Andrei Borisov stood majestically atop a hill on the outskirts of the city. An imposing mansion of Gothic style, surrounded by tall stone walls and guarded by armed men, whose shadows cast menacingly over the corridors illuminated by dim lights. The air was filled with the smell of tobacco and whisky, an oppressive atmosphere that reflected the cold and ruthless personality of the mafioso. Andrei, a man with a penetrating gaze and a stern expression, walked with a firm step among his henchmen.

Dwayne sat down and went straight to the point and did not beat around the bush, as the professional doctor he is. “What do you want from me?” Fausto's lips curled upwards into a smug smirk as he spoke. "As to be expected of a man of your caliber." With an imposing stance, he strode over to the opposite sofa and sat down, his voice deep and husky. "As a gentleman myself, let me introduce myself. I am Don Fausto Aguilla, a mafia boss from country B. I require your assistance with something small, and in return, those pictures will remain confidential. Can I count on your cooperation?"