Italian Mystery Novels Novels & Stories

“Good choice. I'll get my private jet ready, once we land, we're going to Italy.” And he wasn't bluffing. The next few hours were spent on the private jet and Mr. Mystery and I arrived in Italy the next day. A fleet of luxury cars arrived at the airport and picked us up. The restaurant Mr. Mystery took me to was unlike anything I’d ever seen. Killian barely took me anywhere. I was the housewife that stayed home and wished for a little bit of his affection. “I hope you like Italian cuisines," Mr. Mystery said and smirked, “They make the best in the city."

"The truth is, he's not just dangerous because of what he allegedly does. It’s because of who he knows. He seems to be Italians' favorite ghost mafia boss." “Wait, ghost?” I repeat, feeling the confusion rise in my chest. “How is he a ghost if he’s this involved in all these... things?” The idea of Vincenzo being some sort of hidden puppet master doesn’t line up with the man I met. He doesn’t feel ghostly at all. He’s sharp, present, his presence so damn real that I couldn’t forget it if I tried. "And why all this allegedly, if you dont have anything on him confirmed why is he a suspect in the first place?" Tamara glances at me, her expression tightening a bit, as though she’s assessing how

But Luca was a different case altogether,he screamed danger whenever she saw him,his composure and with his possessiveness gave her the idea that he was a dangerous man,but she loved the dangers,she loved the thrill of him trying to tame her for himself. Talking about danger,she remembered him skipping the questions when she asked him who he was,If he was too secretive towards his information then something is definitely wrong somewhere. What was his name again? The only thing she knew was that his name was Luca and he's a fucking Italian, besides that handsome face there was danger behind it. Is he a gangster? A criminal? No,a criminal won't be bold enough to be out in public,she could rem

My gaze focused on the folder, my fingers itching to open it and just see, but my heart begging me to keep my faith in those that I love, to not let a piece of paper ruin us. After a day and a half, my brain won and my heart cried out as I placed my hand over the folder and opened it. I gathered whatever strength I had left in me and read the first paper, the newspaper talking about the explosion and its unknown source. The second discussing the sudden disappearance of the one and only, the head of the Italian mafia, Isaac Viarchi. Mafia? Oh my god. I can't do this.

Bella told her sister. "I am not saying that you are lying Bella but La Cosa Nostra is a very old organisation. Capo Dei Capi is a title being passed from one generation to another and Velenoso's grandfather started it in Sicily. The reason I have doubts over your assumptions is, our Grandmother knew Giovanni from her college days and I am sorry but Giovanni didn't seem to be the man to start a criminal organisation. Don't you think Nonna wouldn't have known about it? You heard all the stories she told about Giovanni when they were in college."

“Nicolo de Luca. Is he the mafia boss of the Luca family in Italy?” “Yes. They’re famous in Italy.” The crease in Dante’s forehead deepened. He felt a bad premonition. He felt uneasy. “I see,” he said before hanging up. Dante closed his eyes and rubbed his face roughly. Over the years, there were a few things he’d done behind the backs of his grandfather and the rest of his family. One of them was that he was still investigating who his mother was and where she came from. Roberto had investigated her in the past. Pablo and Raul also investigated her origins, but they never succeeded. She just seemed like someone who lived alone, without a family.

And it was too late for her to run away because she was caught before the chase could even begin. A bitter chuckle escaped her lips as she weakly held onto the table, her knees weakening as the realization finally sank in. Shan Moretti... is a Mafia.

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I poured myself a glass of water and drank it in one go. Alessandro "The Devil" Costello, El Padrino. I shook my head, nope, not going to believe it unless I talk to him myself. I made my way out of the kitchen and went straight to the library. Since I had nothing to do, I settled on reading a book. I surveyed the huge library and finally found a book that seemed interesting enough to read. "Mafia and Mafiosi by Henner Hess" With a book in my hand, I walked back to Alessandro’s seat to read but halted in my steps as I saw him already sitting on it.

Unfortunately, it was something I never thought I would have to do. I left the bedroom not long after, taking my time to memorize the hallway as I walked. Every expensive sculpture and painting was a clear sign of just how wealthy these men were. Money oozed from everything I passed by, even the marble floors I walked on. Money that probably didn't come by honestly, but money nonetheless. Dylan always said the mafia was everywhere in Italy, and that they sometimes find you even when you aren't looking for them. Courtesy of her reading way too many mafia-related romance books. But... was she wrong? I mean...