Jane Mafia Novels & Stories

Her expression darkened, clenching her hands tightly. “Hahaha, you should just give up… Sacha has strong feelings for Livia” Zane added with a lazy yawn and Hannah was furious. “Is she even part of the mafia?”Hannah glared at Zane, of course, Olivia was Pedro's woman. She was automatically a mafia woman. “Yeah,” Zane answered, rolling his eyes, and Hannah let out a scoff. “Anyone who intends to join the mafia doesn't just join out of the blue… did she go through the trials?” Hannah asked, turning to Zane. His hesitant expression said it all. Livia was just a mafia, but they didn't make her go through those trials.

As I read and scanned the images and papers one by one, Chief Jackson began explaining. "We gathered reports that Rafael Jewry was once a member of the mafia group, AO, here in the states. I'm sure you are familiar with those initials!" "Yeah! AO Gang was once the strongest mafia in New York. Till the authorities captured each member including their leader four years ago!" AO, an abbreviation for Alpha Omega. The only mafia group that could be compared to MM Scarface, one of the most powerful mafia groups in Italy.

Jane definitely had trusted eyes everywhere in Vegas, and every one who tried to betray her, communicating with Steven, who was emailing with an anonymous account, Jane always had a way of silencing the person. This was something I could not deny, especially seeing how she treated Kieran. “Down town is a location in Vegas,” Brian said, as we went through the files. “Perhaps her headquarters or something,” Stacy said. While they kept trying to decipher, I had my hands placed over my mouth and was still struggling with the disbelief. ‘There was no way this was happening.’ I thought, or at least I was hoping it was all some bad dream I would wake up from. With all the record of her crime, rangi

I guess he could still surprise me after all these years. “I suppose Roman Industries is not doing well?” I said as I closed the file and looked up. “Oh, it’s doing well, alright,” He leaned back on his chair. “This is just your mess.” “My mess?” I laughed. “I don’t remember getting involved with any Mafia.” “That’s because you’re naive, son. You do remember Anna, don’t you?” “Anna Reading?” I asked. “She was taken care of months ago.” “Apparently, not.” He leaned on the table. “She’s the daughter of the biggest Mafia in America right now and you pissed her off good, didn’t you?”

I observe my reflection without managing to avoid thinking about many situations that have passed during this last time, resulting in many secrets have been revealed to me, more than I estimated, a world spread out in front of me that I was not able to see and now take shape in front of an opaque, dense, dark background. On the one hand, I encounter the reality that Black is in a world of mafias that he is trying to get out of, which I do not think is without paying a high price in the attempt. Then there is his secret family, the wife he says he left behind without her having untied herself from him and the daughter he hides to protect her, a secret he now shares with me. Finally, Mikael Sy

Alex smiled again, “Get my wife another card. Clearly she’s maxed the first one out.” Jillian Bedlam, Ramona Gianni and Emilia Cortez. The three wives of the prominent mafia bosses, with the exception of Cortez who wasn’t part of the union all sipped on their jasmine tea. Elegance, poise and grace clearly shown in these three women as they waited patiently for the latest addition to their clique. “She’s late.” Jillian commented bitterly with a scowl on her face, “Who does she think she is?” “Patience Jill.” Emilia chuckled softly as she bit into one of the crumpets on her saucer, “I’m pretty sure it’s traffic. You know these younglings and their incompetence when it comes to being punctual,

Anna said, her voice steady but wary, walking past James toward her bed. “Yes, I can,” James replied. “So how are you going to do that?” Anna asked, narrowing her eyes. “I would need your help to do it,” “How?” Anna asked, her voice firm. “You trust me, right?” James asked, looking at Anna intently. “No, I don’t. But I need to get out of here,” Anna admitted. “Okay, fair enough,” James said, nodding. James took a deep breath before continuing. “You know Vincenzo Romano is a Mafia don involved in serious criminal activities.”

Lana froze as I mentioned the name of the man who robbed us of a normal childhood, killed her husband, forced me into marriage, and shipped the rest of our family off elsewhere. His name was Maximus Don. He was the leader of Country B's second biggest gang, a ruthless killer, a money-hungry man, and involved in all sorts of shady deals. From child prostitution to human trafficking, he had his hands in everything. And to make it even worse, he was our father.

The mafia was unpredictable, for all I could know this might be a rival gang, and I was hoping that was not the case. "Calm your horses, they're my gang." Nico confirmed curtly. I was scared of meeting them as a thousand torture scenes flashed through my mind and I knew that they were going to drag out my death. “Why are you doing all of this? Why not just kill me and be done with all of this madness?” "Heh..." A brief mocking laughter came. "Kill you? As much as I would love to do that, I can't do it at least not yet. I have a deal with the consigliere who happens to be your father.”

Everyone present was either mafia or well-off finance managers. The possibility of Joanna getting hitched to a Mafia chief caused her hair to stand on end… .Joanna strolled straight to her mother by marriage as she maneuvered her into her arms and overwhelmed her in a warm embrace. "I'm so delighted to have you as my little girl in regulation. You look so stunning, dear." Her mother by marriage couldn't stop coming down on her.In the wake of hello Mr Salvador and a couple of other significant people, she was accompanied by her mother by marriage to sit close to her Mafia spouse.