Handsome Mafia Boss Novels & Stories

ANDRETTI 'what do you mean the shipment has been detained?' Andretti Agnello the most feared Mafia boss in Sicily roared, his baritone voice resounding as he faced one of his soldiers, soldiers were the lowest ranking members of the mafia, they take care of the dirtiest liitle jobs. Andreo was his most trusted soldier, he was raised among the Agnello children as their play mate. 'i just got the call now boss, apparently our man was not at the wharf and the custom officers there discovered the shipment ' Andreo answered with his head bowed, he dared not look into the boss's eyes.

His voice was icy as the snowdrops during winter. I shook my head. I didn't. I didn't know that he was Capo Dante, the ruthless Mafia Lord who'd end a life, with just a single order. I didn't know that he was the Capo of the most powerful 'Ndrangheta in Italy. I didn't. “I am a Mafia boss, Grenade. I could kill you right now, and no one would care. And don't you ever try to negotiate with me.” He drawled slowly, his tone ominous.

And his tall frame always manages to shame the door of my room, casting a shadow that's greater than the door could ever dream of. But as impressive as Luciano's physical attributes are, they can't change the fact that he's a monster. He's the infamous Mafia boss of the Silver Fox mafia gang club and my worst nightmare. He took my life away from me years ago and relegated me to the life of being nothing but a slut and a plaything to him.

But he got shocked by the girl's unexpected move, as to date nobody has the guts to refuse him like this, but he was not upset or angry about the beauty, on the contrary, he was impressed by her guts. In his 37 yrs of existence, he never saw a pure beauty like that girl. He was mesmerised by her eyes, her lips. The encounter was just for some minutes but got imprinted on his mind and soul. The man was non-other than the devil himself MR. RANVIJAY SAHAY, the cold-hearted businessman nearing his forties. The most dangerous mafia boss of the country, the leader o mafia Gangs is keeping his name high but this was his hidden talent.

The most powerful, most ruthless man the mafia world has ever seen so far. He killed the previous boss of these Islands under a minute before taking his place as 'The Boss'. No one knows how he looks and who he is. He prefers to keep it that way. With his short hairstyle in the sides and the back, but long hair near the front, Sharp nose, a well maintained short and hot beard, and simple clothes to match, he looked stylish and trendy. No one would even think that he is the most feared Mafia boss of Nividea, scarier than anyone in the history so far, not even his mentor Luca Vitiello can compare to how cunning and cold hearted this young man is. His two brothers are much better when compared

A fatty bald middle age man came out of the building followed some several tall and big man's behind him. As soon as Riks saw him he quickly crawled and cried. "Boss, please help us." He frowned. "Who are you? How dare you hurt men!" The entire crowd went silent, as they recognized him. He is the infamous Mafia boss. On the othe side, one of Dulce's friend whispered. "Oh my god Dulce, your son in law is in a big trouble now, he offended that guy!" As she pointed her hand on the bald guy. "He is the Mafia boss in this State.

I just shook my head at him and smiled a little. "Eh? What type are you Reian? I heard that the 1st Mafia Boss here is handsome...what's his name?" Brenda asked Maureen, Maureen pouted as if she was thinking deeply. "Hellion....ah yes! Hellion, I heard he is the most handsome in the whole Mafia World hehehe" They both giggled. Even I was surprised by what they said but I couldn't help but smile. They don't know me being owned by Saint after all. So I have no right to hate the male flesh of my entire system.

he asked as he examined me. “No, I'm okay, thank you,” I replied politely. I didn’t want to give up on him because I didn’t know what he had in store for me. He nodded and beckoned for one of his men to come. I stared at his suit. It was screaming affluence. It was then that I remembered what the internet said when I decided to look him up. "BRYCE GILBERT BILLIONAIRE. OWNER OF THE BIGGEST CONGLOMERATE IN THE COUNTRY, ROURMED TO BE THE LEADER OF THE POWERFUL GILBERT MAFIA GANG"

“You’re leaving for Italy. Your name stays Jay. You’re the perfect person for this mission.” Jay exhaled slowly and accepted the documents. He glanced at the file — photos, notes, mafia profiles. One name stood out: Rafael “Rafe” Bianchi. The mafia boss of Milan, infamous for his ruthlessness, his dominance, and… apparently, his taste in men. The assistant appeared with a small suitcase. “Your things are here. And you’ll need to change your appearance for the mission,” she said.

I growled, voice cold, “I’ll kill you all before the second bullet leaves your gun.” The leader stepped forward, his face shadowed under the moonlight. “Who the hell sent you?” I demanded, finger steady on the trigger. The men stayed silent, their guns still pointed. My muscles tensed, my heartbeat steady and cold. The playful warmth from seconds ago was gone — replaced by the side of me I always tried to keep buried when she was around. Mafia boss. Killer. Damon Moretti. And whoever sent these men just made the biggest mistake of their lives.