Hot Mafia Guys Novels & Stories

I graduated at the top of my class with distinction from Germany, and when I returned to the United States, I decided that I would like to join the CIA. As far as I know, that’s one of the best legitimate ways to earn cool money, and I was currently looking for a lot of cash as I have all the leads I needed already. The current operation that needs urgent attention is capturing one of the most ruthless Mafia bosses. A lot of mafia camps were going back and forth these days, thereby threatening the peace of the state. Drugs and money were flooded onto the streets, and sometimes innocent citizens were dragged into the mess. For some reason, the government was very interested in one of these ru

“What do you want with me?” He laughed, a low, mocking sound that sent chills down my spine, and took a single step closer. “You really don’t know who I am?” he said, his voice dripping with amusement. “I’m Eric, Alpha of the rogues. And you, Noah, you’re the little human who’s got Enzo, the big bad Alpha, all soft and weak. How does a kid like you manage to do that, huh?”

"These poor guys do not know whom they are dealing with.' Joshua, only ten years old, knew how to handle himself when it came time. He had a mafia tattoo with a dagger to his heart. Joshua is 6.7 feet tall and has short hair, light skin, and green eyes; his T-Shirt covered the MAFIA tattoo. He looked at the twenty-eight and American. Joshua sat down; Tiffany's jaw dropped; "did he do what that guy told him?" She knew Joshua well; being who he was and these guys not knowing whom they were dealing with would not end well for them. Her brother would long time have killed them. She kept quiet and let it play out as this guy asked who he was. This is the step where they establish where he belongs

Mike immediately walked in and closed the door behind him. "Boss, You were right..." he replied extending a tabloid towards Nathan. The tabloid had some of the recorded videos. "Michael is back..." Nathan's eyes narrowed as he saw the footage on the screen. Michael Grayson, aka Gaga, was like a sworn enemy to Nathan, leading one of the mafia gang in Italy. He was both dangerous and ruthless. Though Nathan was also related to the mafia, he always had his hands clean. Unlike him, Michael's gang deals with all sorts of illegal activities. Killing, smuggling improper contents were his normal businesses.

Muffin didn't say something but had got away from me. "Muffin, say something, please." In response, all I received was a question. "Who else knows?" "Grandpa, Dhriti, Shruti, Nikhil, Jai, and Niharika only." "Maasi?" "No, she doesn't," "But wasn't it supposed to be a secret?" "Not for the closed ones." "What....what do you do? Do you all kill people?" She had presumed that dealing with mafia means taking people's lives. "What? No, love we don't. Although we are trained still, we don't kill. We only save others and when in need only injure the bad ones."

He often represents us in transactions with clients. Next was Rylie Martin, who had his usual poker face. He’s the kind of person who shows no reaction to anything. He is the current head of the Martin Mafia and one of my allies. Our parents are close friends. Oliver Garcia entered with a yawn. He’s the head of the Garcia Mafia and also one of my allies. He’s the sleepyhead of the group and easily gets impatient. But when he’s in the middle of a battle, you can be sure he’s fully awake.

“You’re underestimating me. Do you even know who I am?” Beside me, Zoe muttered under her breath, but I caught it. “Who is he?” Levi answered, his voice low. “Elijah is in the mafia.” Zoe blinked. “Oh… him? He doesn’t really look like it.” Levi shook his head. “Don’t be delusional. They’re all dangerous. Asher is the worst, he can kill with anything within reach. Mateo, he’s not here, but he’s an expert with guns. And then there’s Elijah, a hacker who can break into anything in the world.”

26 YEAR LATER: Alex, an Alpha and head of the most powerful, biggest mafia group in the city, entered the club like he owned the place. On his sides were his cousin, brother Mike, and friend Type, his two bodyguards. Alex was very capable of taking care of himself, but he knew he would always be a target.

Just then, we hear Neo starting to approach, there are two other voices, and a brief gun battle starts. I hear a thug trying to wrestling Neo down. “Look at this goddamn idiot. Walking straight into our hands.” “Who is you goddamn idiot.” “This is fucking hilarious,” The thug bursts out in laughter, “Our new mafia boss has the dumbest crew members.” They are creating a long enough distraction to get us in. “Let's go.”

She had her eyes fixed intently on me, threatening to pierce through mine if I didn’t speak up quickly. My teeth chattered against their will. A sudden cold seeped into my bones and made me shiver slightly. Maybe it was because I saw myself back in the past at that moment. And standing right in the middle of the council room that had the three most powerful mafia men in the city. Oliver Flynn Moretti. Sanchez Harry Rossi. Donatello Morano. Three best friends who’d sworn never to give power to any other family except themselves. Men who had loyalty for breakfast, blood for lunch, and power beneath their feet.