Hot Italian Mafia Men Novels & Stories

I jump up from my seat and I go up the staircase. “It was Vincent Esposito. He apparently has taken over the entire operation after Alessandro’s death. He is the new Don and he is out to get us,” Kirill starts to explain. I freeze in my place, I know that name... Vincent Esposito is Lucas’ older brother! It all starts to make sense, I knew Lucas’ father died recently and I knew what my father told me about the Ivanov mafia killing the leaders of other gangs, I just never connected the dots. I can’t believe this! Vincent is the head of the mafia that is trying to murder my husband... does Lucas have something to do with this? I shake my head no, there is no way, Lucas has never been part of h

“He’s an Italian mafia don.” “Excuse me?” Olive stared at Linden for several seconds and then at Terzo. “You’re joking, right?” “I wish I were.” Terzo looked at Olive like he was proud of it. “Wow. As in mafia, the mafia like Gambino mafia?” Olive blinked, shifting her gaze from Terzo to me. I shrugged because I had no idea, but he screamed badboy rich Italian, though. “Yes, the mafia.” He smiled at Olive. He was also charming. “I’m surprised you know about Gambino.”

(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.

Old age was evident on him. We entered the church, and all eyes turned to me. The bride. The soon-to-be wife of Don Adri, the son of Dante one of the most dangerous men in the Italian Mafia, so feared not even the police liked to interfere. So popular, he had loyal men in and out of Italy and, after his death, all that was his became Adriano's.

I guess I just needed to tell someone. Gianni lowered his hands. “Don’t let her slip away. In our lifestyle, she fits in well, and she is fierce. She is a keeper, and I don’t care what she says. She cares for you, too. Tell me, what woman would walk into a mafia fight and shoot three men without flinching for a man who made her a deal for her father’s life?” I chuckled, but my serious demeanor reappeared. “You know I can’t let you leave here alive. If I did, that would send the wrong message to others. They would think they could cross me,” I declared, still aiming the gun.

Mafias often engage in secondary activities such as gambling, loan sharking, drug trafficking, prostitution, and fraud. Mafia-terrorist-type organized crime syndicate. The Russian mafia... "Bratva" The Japanese mafia... "Ninkyō dantai but is more commonly known as Yakuza" The Sicilian Mafia and the related Italian-American Mafia refer to their organizations as “Cosa Nostra” More than 5,500 members. The Sicilian Mafia has used other names to describe itself throughout its history, such as "The Honoured Society". Mafiosi are known among themselves as "men of honor" or "men of respect".

I was NOT a very emotional person and to be quite honest I didn’t know how to handle other people’s emotions. I sat on the couch in my living room and turned on the tv. I laid back on the couch as I switched channels on the tv. The sound of my phone ringing drew my attention away from the tv and to my cell phone. “Hello?” I spoke out as I answered the call. “Tesoro, you left so soon.” My father slightly cried out on the phone. “Arcano, it amazes me how you are considered a famous Mafia Don when you call me whining,” I comment as I roll my eyes and focus on the tv once again.

I know we all want to know what happened next on Lidia and Bruno’s part but why don’t you grab a box of popcorn and let journey together into the mafia world part. Thank you for reading, you all mean a lot to me. And let me quickly remind us of their names again: Bruno the ice king Lorenzo the tall man Matador the blacksmith Alarico the balancer accountant Gennado the old wolf Salvatore the ghost money laundering Gravino the cleaner

Like fate had decided to play dirty. The first time I saw him was months ago, at a party. A work night for me, just another contract, another throat to slit and vanish before the champagne went flat. I didn’t expect to lock eyes with a mafia heir dressed in black silk and sin, his gaze catching mine across a room full of killers and crooked kings. I’d slipped out unseen, job finished, but my mind had stayed behind hooked on him. Rafa. And now he was here again. No plan. No chase. Just him.

I walked in after Kevin and sights Greg seating on his chair with a smile. " Glad to see me isn't it?" I asked with a smile. He got up from his seat and walk to me as he opened his hands welcoming me to a hug. I wrapped my hands around him, embracing him in a hug. " My boy, good to have you again" he said as I pulled away from the hug. " Now that you are here, we have to make a plan as soon as possible. I am afraid we'd lose more men if we don't deal with those Italian Mafia" he replied with rage in his voice.