Hot Mafia Man Novels & Stories

He pointed his gun against Mia's temples and the others pointed theirs directed at Reed and his men. "I don't know. But the man on the side is the underboss of the NY mafia" one of them shared with the others. The moment they realized that Matteo is the underboss, their gaze turned towards Reed who has his gaze fixed on Mia. He doesn't need any introduction, as they understood he is the boss who is infamously known as the king of darkness. "Shit, leave the girl and run" one of them called the others. They abandoned Mia and tried to run out of the basement. But what they did not realize is that they are surrounded by Reed's men. In one instance all six bikers are captured by Reed's men and qu

"Apparently he is a Russian Mafia and he calls himself king. He owns an organization called 'Black Cocaine.' and he has no family that I can see here. His criminal records is clean too." I thought about that for a while. Whoever this man was, he knew how to keep the feds off his back. Looking back at the man hung from the pole, I asked him "what's your name friend?" "Julio." He said with urgency. "Well, Hulio, thank you for the information." I said to him as I put the gun up and shut him in the forehead. I stood from the seat and snap a finger towards Diego who stood by the door.

the man casually said. Master? Somehow, this made Matthias think of the BDSM p**n he saw last week where there was a master-and-slave play. When Matthias turned back, he saw that the man was dressed in fresh clothes. "Move out." "You're in the Mafia, right?" Matthias asked carefully. "Si. Scared, Mr. Whitlock?" "A little." He scoffed. "Get in the car." The gun was pressed against Matthias' lower back as he was ushered into a car. Matthias was then handcuffed.

My eyes were glued to the screen, typing hundreds of lines of code per second, when a curse escaped my lips. "Even cyber hacking has its honor, what kind of cheap Trojan software is this, you snake!" Just then, Matteo burst into the room with his massive frame. He had the safety off his heavy, jet-black Glock, standing like a wall of flesh in the doorway. His eyes scanned the outside for any potential ambush, but when he turned to look at me for a moment... I saw that the mighty mafia baron's jaw drop, his speechless face.

I was the cause of all this, were it not for my f**king plan she could still be her room. The iron door noisily creaked as it opened. My vision was blurred and hazy, but in the door way stood a huge figure holding a spotlight in my direction. The light almost distorted my vision as I writhed and groaned in pain on the floor. Every part had its version of pain and the worst of it all was my head. I felt as if my skull was peeling off! "Please just let me go," I begged in resilience but he was busy on his phone. Moreno Freeman like any other mafia , he was a man to fear. If only he knew I had killed Monique...

He stopped at a steel door adorned with a symbol of a wolf's head, surrounded by intricate tattoos. He pushed the door open, revealing a large underground chamber filled with rows of computers, surveillance equipment, and heavily armed men. The room was dominated by a massive throne-like chair, where a figure shrouded in shadows sat, waiting. The man turned the chair around, revealing a figure shrouded in shadows. As the light caught his face, Josh's eyes widened in awe. It was Victor "The Butcher" LaGraine, the notorious mafia lord. Josh knelt down, his eyes were fixed on Victor's imposing figure, whose body was a canvas of tattoos, depicting scenes of violence and power. His arms were thic

he held her face & forcefully make her look at him. "Don't worry, we will abort this baby," Hussain said widening his eyes looked completely psycho. Zoya gasped in shock. She couldn't find words to talk with him. "Once this baby will get out of your system, then I'll make you mine" Hussain smiled wickedly. "What kind of a human you are?" Zoya asked him. Hussain smiled at her as if she complimented him. "I am not a normal Human. I am the Hussian Hosseini. I work in a Mafia & mind you Milady, I've never revealed my identity to any girl before except you. Now only two people know about my truth. You and my Ammi"

My nostrils took in his musky scent of smoke and the metallic scent of blood, eyes catching the small dots of blood splatter on his dark shirt. “Nurse Josephine, is he dead?” he asks. My brows furrow. Is he talking about the man that those men just bright in? “Yes, the man you brought in.” He answered, like he could read my thoughts. I swallowed thickly, belly churning with an unsettling feeling. “A-are you?.....do you know that man?” His cold eyes snap to mine, fear flooding my bloodstream. “He’s a member of the mafia, my mafia.” My heart stutters, breath hitching from his sudden confession. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, did he say.

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

And I surrender. One of them started treating his wounds and other man tied me and my other brothers and put us in a van taking us somewhere . After what 30 mins of driving the car came to a stop and they took us inside and tied on chairs. And there stood a man and it was none another than the head of Spanish mafia. "look, who we have here ,Lorenzo Romano head of the Russian mafia" he said laughing. "what do you want Javier?" I asked him "I want Russian mafia and then Italian mafia" he said and laughed again.