Itzy Mafia Novels & Stories

Mia shouts. "I will do anything for my children, including teaching them to be a damn Don and Donna in the Italian Mafia. The Italian Mafia is not a bloody charity organization! It is a crime syndicate with many enemies, and my children will learn from a young age to handle it! Mia, you need to trust me to do what is best for our children," I say. I am mad that she can even question me. "How can I when you want them to see you kill someone, and they are only seven!" Mia shouts.

Few spectators who had ever got a glimpse of him often said only one line. "If one wants to see the nightmare dressed in a daydream they that's the new Bratva who is getting ready to take his father's position." Yes. Bratva is the most desirable looking man who can rip someone's heart while smiling and just the movement of his one finger, the country dances and so do the other mafias under him. He has a specific alliance with Italian and American mafia troops, depending on which even the CIA isn't interested to interfere in his business or movements.

Fuck. What if she…It can’t be. Looking back at Miles, he hasn’t moved from his spot, eyeing the door with a knowing look, confirming what I already figured out. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck Liam for doing this. “A friend of mine told me an interesting tactic that they use in the IMC,” Miles speaks up, breaking through my fear stricken thoughts. I can barely focus right now, my mind whirling with the possibilities. “Italian Mafia Council. You know what that is, right?” when Mr Sirenio asked.

Krystal jaw dropped and after a few seconds, she closed her mouth. "oh, okay..I get now, you are claimed by a Mafia boss, Zach Westley, a hot Italian Mafia dude. I mean, everyone in the city knows him and fears him Madison” she replied and I rolled my eyes. " Are you supposed to be telling me that now? I'm getting more scared bae!“ I groaned as I poked her shoulders. She sighed and clicked her tongue. " You know what? Don't worry, he wouldn't hurt you, instead he'll forget you soon” she assured me, I can't agree to that yet.

He protested, his snort entering his mouth as he spoke. Ohh, dear reader… I forgot to inform you... I am not your regular mafia boss. I am the topdog in the mafia world even though I am still monitored by my father. Denver is not just my consigliere and best friend, he is the head police of narcotics and crime. He helps me run my dirty work. If a young guy or lady gets caught at the airport smuggling drugs, they would be given options– It is either they sign a deal working for me at my different clubs as strippers or they get arrested. Some young boys and girls are workers at my club because their parents couldn’t pay up their debt. Some work as security personnels who transport my goods– dr

" I said. With the message sent immediate action was required! As I dressed to head off to send my message my mind drifted off to my mate. Uneasiness, was all I felt whenever my mind drifted off to her. I hope wherever she is no one is treating her badly else when I get my hands on them they would regret it. But now I need to focus, I will think of her later. In many times during a fight things tend to go wrong between the mafia groups. And tonight was time like this. “Let’s move out.” I said. “Yes boss.” “I don’t have a good feeling about this.” Daniel my right hand said.

👿 Daniel watched her leave… and a faint smile appeared on his lips. “That’s exactly what I want…” he murmured. “I want you to be strong.” “To fight.” “Because the path we’re walking on…” “…is filled with dangers.” 🔥 His expression darkened. “There may come a time… when I’ll have to stand against you.” “And that day— you’ll have to stand strong.” “Because you’re not just anyone…” “You are the Queen of a Mafia King.” 👿👸🔥

“Who is she?” “Are you jealous?” “Hell, nah! She just looks… important, maybe she might own something big.” “You’re right, that’s Don Maria, the first female Mafia lord of the Colombo family.” My eyes widened in shock, a female don? That was amazing, I wondered what she would sound like, would she be nice or rude? Can she fight?

~Emilia’s Point of View~ “Well are you,” I asked again, grabbing a pillow and clutching it to my chest. His eyes darted all over the place. Was he … mafia? Oh no. Ohh … no. My eyes flicked to his tattoos. I watched enough TV to know I was in deep shit. “If she were a male, yes,” he said, matter of fact. A sudden surge of anger flooded through me, but not at my mate. Natalie had to know this would happen, you don’t just fuck over people for that kind of money and expect them to let it go. Then, a light bulb went off in my head.

Bride To Be, Twisted Marriage, and CAGED, these are dark mafia romances! A. Gupta