How To Become A Mafia Novels & Stories

Mariano laughed again. "He studied Mechanical Engineering." Alex winked at me. "What? Then why the hell you guys are in the mafia? I thought illiterate guys join the mafia." I exclaimed. "No, cara. A mafia needs well-educated and strong people. We need both the brain and competency unless we want the mafia to fall." Mariano chuckled. "Yes. Haven't you heard 'Give me an educated mother, I'll give you a developed nation'? The mafia works like that. If we weren't intelligent and educated enough, we could never build a whole empire in the underworld." Alexander explained.

Chiara Moretti Alessandro stared down at me, his jaw tight. "You say that now," he said, and took a step toward me. "But you do not understand what you are asking for, Chiara. The mafia world is not a boardroom. It is not about signing papers or making smart investments. It is a world built on blood, loyalty, and extreme violence. It is filled with people who will not hesitate to cut your throat just to send a message."

It’s eat or be eaten in my world. It didn’t matter what history I had with a person. In the end, everybody was just out here trying to survive. And that was all that I was doing. I was joining the Mafia as a means of learning how to survive. As a means of protection. I was going to become the biggest goddamn drug dealer in the whole of Birmingham. I was going to become the Mafia Kingpin. The don. The Mob Boss. I was going to learn the game. I was going to take over Steve’s Mafia after learning how to defend myself. After proving myself to him. After showing him that I was capable.

Perhaps worried that he had upset Eugene, Jerry called out several times from behind, but Eugene simply opened the secret door and went into the back room. Once inside, Eugene leaned against the metal door, closed his eyes tightly, and then opened them. His head was ringing as if he'd been hit with a hammer. First kill. To become an official member of a gang or the mafia, one must have a murder on record. It was an essential and minimum requirement. Becoming the consigliere of the Luciano family meant becoming an official mafia member. In other words, it meant that the ritual of the first kill must definitely be performed.

Then he suddenly stopped and put on a deadly serious mask on his face. “You mustn’t forget that you’re in this as much as I am. Do you know how the mafia works? First, they have to drag the newbie into some dirty work. And when this stage is done, they got him. There is no way out of that family. They are tied by the crime. And with you it is the same. Things have gone too far. You can’t just suddenly become a good character in this story. You’re on the dark side.” His face became darker than ever before.

I glared at him and turned to run up the stairs. I got to my room, slammed the door shut, and locked it. I picked up the laptop from the study table and searched for the word that was bothering me the most. "Mafia" Hesitantly, I clicked on the first search result that pulled up and started to read everything about it. Mafia is an informal term that is used to describe a criminal organization that bears a strong similarity to the Sicilian Mafia... Mafias often engage in secondary activities such as gambling, loan sharking, drug trafficking, prostitution, and fraud...

Light blonde hair, blue eyes, 159cm, fit and slim body. Likes to practice and read online novels, wishes to become the strongest mafia boss.

I wasn’t looking for a way out. I was looking for a way in. Since I wouldn’t be able to sleep, I decided to do some research. I grabbed my laptop and sat in bed, and I quickly gathered some information on how a typical mafia gang operated. According to every source I checked, the information was basically the same. A mafia gang was like a military band, and they were all sworn to a code of silence, or omertà, as most of them described it. This meant staying away from the cops at all possible times. You do not speak to them, you do not offer them any information that they might use, and you keep your mouth shut no matter what. That already seemed ridiculous to me, and I was genuinely afraid o

" On your right side. Turn the lamp on. " Catalina found the switch and pressed it. As soon as she touched it, an alarm went off. The pakhan snatched the gun from her hands and with one hand pushed her on the bed with him. She collided with his naked hard chest and now the gun rested on her cleavage. " Rule number 1 . Never believe a Mafia. " He laughed loudly and footsteps echoed in the corridor. The door opened with several men in there and one of them switched on the lights at last.

my mother said, her voice pleading. "Then explain to me what's really going on? what was the reason for this decision?" I asked. "Take a seat first" my father instructed, gesturing to the chair opposite him, making me seat beside Houston. "Go on" I demanded after getting comfortable. "I want Houston to fully take over the gang, but now there are some issues. Houston cannot be accepted as the new Don since he has no direct relationship with the mafia leader family. We are left with just one option at the moment and that is for you to marry Houston so he now becomes part of us" my father explained.