Italian Mafia Last Names Novels & Stories

Romero added. "What about the branding?" I asked. Vic nods and pulled up a picture of a branded skin. It was Luca Romano. The man who used to be the head of the Romano Mafia. After the last time that we retaliated against them, Luca was left heavily wounded. We never confirmed his death and he never showed up afterward either. My breath hitched as I realized that it was the same as Luke's. Luca Romano was the heir before his father. Romero looked over at me with concern in his eyes.

She said in a cold tone. “Come on as if we don’t know Hugo and Luca”. Another woman scoffed. “It’s, Mr. Martino and Mr. Giovanni for all of you. They aren’t your diaper buddies. They are the ruling heads of the mafia and the biggest source of food on your tables. You all survive this city and your businesses survive just because of them. At least be grateful of the hands who feed you. If he stopped his deals with any one of you, you won’t be able to take a breath in this country and don’t let me start over the police who has a bounty over your heads. Every.single.one.of.you”. Caterina waved her fingers around, addressing everyone.

As the distance between me and them shrinks, whatever remainder of sanity I still had in my core, cracks away. One by one, three men step out of the two cars. They are all dressed to nines. And they all have faces that cannot be mistaken for anyone else. The leaders of three (out of five) mafia families take positions across from me. Roberto Sandri, Duccio Giangrasso and, last but not least, Carlo Rizzio. It struck me then.

"How? You were dead... I saw your body..." "It was a decoy." "A decoy?" His voice trembled. "What do you mean, a decoy?" I watched his shocked face. "My name isn't Alessia Romano," I said. "It's Alessia Moretti. Heiress to the Moretti family." Vittorio took a step back, as if struck. "What are you talking about?" "The fall of the Falcone family over the last three months," I continued. "Every seized shipment, every raid, every lost port."

“So what do I do? Are they more dangerous than you are?” I huffed, arching a brow. “Is that supposed to be an insult?” Enzo’s lips curved into a sly smile. “Of course not, you’re the most feared Don home and abroad.” I shook my head. “You’re in luck that they’re one of my allies. I’ll have a word with Nero falchi and organize a meeting.” Nero falchi–black falcon, was the don of La falchi gang. He ranked the second most feared mafia boss in Italy as of last year, while I ranked number one.

Either way, her reaction only made me more curious about him. "You don't who is he?" I ask when she kept staring at me, instead of speaking. "I'm sorry for delaying to answer your question. I was just caught by surprise," the woman said, bowing to me again. I didn’t like it. I wasn't used to people respecting me. What did that dumbhead who calls himself Alessio say to her? The woman hesitated, her eyes darting nervously before she finally spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "His full name is Alessio DeLuca. He runs an underworld… and he is one of the most feared Mafia bosses in Italy."

He yells, and I start laughing hysterically. You obviously have no idea who the fuck I am, so allow me to introduce myself. I say just before delivering a powerful blow to his left face. "My name is Alessandro Gattani, Don of the American- Italian mafia and I'm shortly going to be the ruler of the Colombian Mafia". I tell him, and he gets a startled look in his eyes. Mr. Gattani, I'm sorry, I didn't know. He offers an apology as tears begin to form in his eyes.

He takes a step back, looking confused now. "This is about La Camorra?" he asks, his eyes wide. At this time, it's my turn to sigh as I look away. I don't know how much he knows about the mafia. He's only my manager, and I don't drag everyone around me into deep details like that. But if he did a bit of his homework, it wasn't really confidential information that Nico Ferrari was one of the leaders of the greatest mafia of all time and the Ferrari company had some mafia backings.

Vittore Martinelli was the fucking boogyman. "Bloody smart idiot," I grumbled under my breath as I gave up looking for any information on him. From what I saw on Matteo's search, he was the Don of the Martinelli familia. The biggest crime family of the Italian, Russian and Mexican mafias. I didn't want to admit but I was impressed. Vittore covered his tracks well, making it seem like the Martinelli familia fell after Matteo's sudden disappearance. I sighed, having seen enough and closed all tabs, removing everything from the search history too.

Since I have become his human diary, I know everything that there is to know about Arrigo. Leonardo has enjoyed the success and benefits that have come with being the first cousin of the Leonardo Mafia don. The Leonardo Mafia is the most notorious mafia in the whole of Italy and the world. They run the biggest drug trade operation, weapon trade and sex ring. They are what we have been taught to believe about mafia’s: ruthless. They bribe world leaders with millions in cash and kill spies who dare get too close.