Italian Mafia Series Novels & Stories

“Everything’s ready inside. Security has been checked twice.” I nodded. “Good. You can leave after you bring in the files from the North office branch tomorrow morning.” “Yes, Boss.” He left, and I walked in alone. The place looked new, I dropped my coat on the couch and moved toward the window. The view was nice, at least Luca knew I loved seeing the night lights and traffics. He has been with me since my Dad sent me out of the country the if his death before he passed out. I had worked hard like a dog, clawing my way up through blood and loyalty until the name Vicente Russo started to echo again in the underworld, not as the son of a dead man, but as the man himself.

He asked me. “So you’re looking for something serious then?” I asked back, earning myself a defeated sigh from him. “Listen Cole, you don’t need to tell me exactly who you are or what you do but given the reactions you have gotten from people I kind of have an idea, therefore I don’t want any part of it.” I state and before he could say anything I stand up from the booth and quickly walk back into the kitchen, letting a few minutes pass before going back outside but when I do, I see that the booth that we were sitting at is now empty, hating the feeling of disappointment that I was mustering up from within inside of me. I sigh, biting my lip as I walk over to the booth to pick up the mug he

I growled, voice cold, “I’ll kill you all before the second bullet leaves your gun.” The leader stepped forward, his face shadowed under the moonlight. “Who the hell sent you?” I demanded, finger steady on the trigger. The men stayed silent, their guns still pointed. My muscles tensed, my heartbeat steady and cold. The playful warmth from seconds ago was gone — replaced by the side of me I always tried to keep buried when she was around. Mafia boss. Killer. Damon Moretti. And whoever sent these men just made the biggest mistake of their lives.

he said bowing repeatedly. Papi has connections in the underworld. He sometimes uses mafia boys to handle tough clients. There was a case about a girl who was owing five million and was causing a huge fuss when she was abducted and trying to run away two days to the auction. Papi was mad at this and ordered mafia boys to rape her to death. The police tried taking up the case, but they couldn't because it will only cost their lives. Manager Steve is his right hand man that was how he got to see rugger's real face in his casino. He quickly and respectfully led him to the front seat by himself.

She nodded as she took the list and with a heavy sigh, she left the office. Michael looked at the flashdrive that Alba left on the top of his table. He knew that when she did these things, it meant that the file was for the mafia family and not for the company. He opened the file, and his anger rose when he saw that it was the photos and total number of his people killed by the Mondragon family during one of the clashes that happened in the small hideout near Venice. The Mondragon family, he hated them with everything he had. Michael knew that the deaths meant that the head of the family, Ardente Sparo Mondragon, has now fully recovered, and has begun executing his revenge against him and hi

* * * * * * * * * * PD Luciana wandered through the villa's garden, the scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass filling her lungs. But her mind wasn't on the serene surroundings. Alessandro's words echoed in her thoughts; "Antonio's family is Mafia... they're ruthless. They'll stop at nothing to get what they want." She shivered, despite the warmth of the sun on her skin. The Mafia's reputation was notorious - brutal killings, extortion, and corruption. They operated in the shadows, and their influence reached the highest echelons of power.

POV - GABRIELLA SANGRIENTO "Patetico." The man spat while he slowly paced around in circles, facing me with a smirk as I'm tied up. "I'm surprised you're not giving up yet. Quite impressed." He stops in his tracks and pays full attention to me. Animosity crawled through me. I want him to pay for doing harsh things to innocent children. This prick has no idea that I purposely let him kidnap me. I'm Gabriella Sangriento, the most feared woman in Italy. Known as the Mafia queen and leader of the Leone d'Oro. It's not so easy to capture me. If the fucking police force can't do it why would a disgusting child molester easily capture me.

Romanian Mafia; the fuckers were linked directly to Alberto Moretti when he was still Underboss. A collective gasp rippled through the room, and the tension instantly multiplied. The news was shocking, but since I have their attention now, I might as well continue. “My father mentioned that someone has been skimming profits from our joint operations, playing us all for fools,” I continued. “But since he could never obtain the evidence of this, I decided to put a plan into place. Last night it yielded results and I am prepared to retaliate.” Allesandro, a burly man with a thick Brooklyn accent, spoke up. “Giovanni, how do we know they're to blame? What evidence do you have?”