Italian Mafia Series Novels & Stories

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.

Romano gave Alice a slight smile, which she returned as she let out a breath she was holding. “For the first time in history, the American and Italian Mafias are working together. We’re more profitable than ever, our enemies shaking in fear due to this partnership.” Viola yelled at Marciano as he held his head down in defeat. “Yet you two are more concerned with acting like children than doing what is right for your business.” My mother chimed in confidently. She might not have been born into this world, but she is one badass lady you do not want to mess with. Viola grabbed Marciano by his ear, pinching it tightly as she walked over to Alice.

Italy, Mafia headquarters. At Marcus's command, three missiles struck the Mafia headquarters. A deafening boom echoed, and a huge mushroom cloud rose into the night sky. Victor watched the video, ordering his men to start locating and searching. Mr. Marcus was completely impatient. "Saxon, don't think I won't bomb your hideout." For days on end, there was no news. Mr. Marcus had completely lost his patience; he was tired of playing cat and mouse with Saxon and directly bombed the Mafia headquarters in Italy, ending it once and for all.

"What? A powerful, brooding mafia boss trying to win your trust? That’s something straight out of a romance novel.” Amelia shook her head with a small laugh. "I can hear you even laughing — my fucking goodness, you're gone totally." Mia chuckled. "It's not as if he is going to hurt you. You understand the scenario better than me because you are the one living in it, and before this, you know he has been making his advances towards you. You are not a child, Amelia so suck it up. A Mafia don here in Italy is interested in my best friend. While I am scared, I am also excited."

Alexander was like the brother he’d never had, he was so nice to him despite him being a clueless foreigner that knew absolutely nothing about the Mafia. When Nicholas was first dragged in, Alexander walked him through the entire thing just so he wouldn’t be swallowed whole by the new and unfamiliar world. Now. That friendship they’d built in course of the few years he’d been in Italy had been destroyed. Nicholas now knew that he was only being used for his skills because even the men he’d considered friends and brothers turned their backs on him and easily pointed guns at him once it came to money issues. Nicholas took a much needed shower to clear his head, dressed up and took the duffle b

“Alessia, always the voice of reason. I just wanted a weekend getaway. Turned off my phone so we could enjoy some peace. I didn’t expect the entire Moretti search party to come looking for me.” We all laughed, the sound easing the heavy weight that had been pressing on us. Ivan pulled out a chair for his girlfriend and sat down beside her. “Everyone, this is Betty. She came all the way from New York to see me.” Betty smiled shyly but warmly, waving at us. Ivan continued with dramatic flair, clearly enjoying the moment. “Betty, meet my soft but extremely dangerous mafia brother, Dante. One wrong look and he might burn down a building. And this beautiful woman beside him is Alessia, my brother

Dark hair framed his sharp features, eyes as dark as the burning pits of hell danced with glee, lips quirked up in a menacing smile. Balandin. “Xavier, you have twenty-four hours, or your father is next. I know you don’t care for him a fucking bit, but his death will not be for your own show. I will hand him over to the Japanese if you don’t comply, yes?” The Italian mafia had long been a rival of the Japanese mafia. Their hatred for one another sticks to the bones and goes back in time before our grandfathers were born. Balandin moved the camera once more and focused on Pier’s defeated figure as Francine lay lifeless in front of him, eyes still wide open in fear, a broken who had just lost

Sarah I feel bad for what I'm about to do but there's little to no choice left. It's my last chance to finally get rid of these shadows that hunts me. One after the other. My little way of finally finding redemption from every association of the Mafia world. Luca, Don Joe. Shawn... Everyone of them. And Now Marco. I've to start from somewhere, now that I know that the Sidorovs are a big part of all my father faced when he was alive.

U just had to keep my mouth shut and i feel like I never had such good luck in life because now I just had to go ahead and get involved with a freaking mafia boss. This was my life. This was just my sad and pathetic sad life and it's only just a matter of time before Marco finally kills me and I knew that to help myself and also stay alive I just had to shut up and keep my mouth shut so that I could live longer. My heart was beating so fast and I didn't even know how I was going tj face him. He didn't catch me unlike last time but yet I felt so scared because he was a freaking mafia boss which meant that he could do literally anything to me and that meant killing me in one go

The Ortega Syndicate. He heard from his spies there that there was an appointment of a new Mafia leader, and Nicholas had a lot of enemies there, so it made perfect sense as to where she was going to be if she was indeed abducted. He had to be sure. He confirmed one thing: Nicholas was in love with Alison, and that's what he wanted for him to carry out his plan. He stared at his face in the mirror noticing his bloody lip. Nicholas was so going to pay for laying his hands on him. He was going to take everything he had till he begged for his mercy.