Jane Mafia Novels & Stories

Zuri blows a strand of straight hair out of her eyes. “I’m getting to that. You see, your parents were part of a mafia gang called “Marie.” It’s the biggest mafia syndicate in New York and it’s headed by a man named King Murder. I don’t know why Amanda was sold, but I believe Bhyron will tell you all of that himself.” Silence. “But I can tell you this; King Murder was responsible for the attack at your wedding. His men killed grandma Alice...” Pain shoots through my veins like bolts of electricity. The tears I was struggling to hold back cascade down my cheeks in torrents.

Jayden has been silent since we left Sydney's base. I know he wants answers, but how can I just tell him. Should I be like; Hi, my real name is Candice Martins and I joined the American Mafia six years ago seeking revenge against the Italian Mafia after they fucked up my life. After I got my revenge I started my life from scratch and got into the FBI bla bla bla. I can't just tell him anything. In fact he shouldn't even know about the mafia. I'm not that evil to introduce him to it.

As I move, my dress rustles softly, and my hair stays perfectly in place. "Wow, Lessia is this not too much?", I ask unsure. "No, it is perfect", Lessia said still trying to arrange the strands of hair on my head. I rolled my eyes and said, "Lessia why did you dress me like this, I look like two million threw up on me". She looked at my reflection in the mirror and said, "You look amazing and by the way you are the daughter of the Mafia boss, you need to dress the part". "Mafia?", I asked confused.

What were her motives? “You don’t understand why I’m here. My son was in a coma for almost two years after he got into an accident. To protect him from any possible attacks while he was in the hospital, I spread the news that he had died. I was the one who let Kian go. But now, my son has woken up. He doesn’t remember anyone, and he has become a completely different person. So, please, Kian, meet him one last time,” Miss Lila said. I wasn’t surprised to hear her asking me to meet her son. It was proof that the apple didn’t fall far from the tree. Cassian was just like his mother. They were both psychos who didn’t care about anyone else’s feelings.

“I don’t know. I kept the papers safe. I don’t know how they got out.” “We trusted you,” the masked man said, tapping the frame with his barrel. “That’s why we chose your idea over Astor’s.” My mother lifted her face, her hands clasped together. “Please,” she sobbed. “Don’t do this.” “I wish I could believe you but Astor Giovanni came with proof of your betrayal.” He responded “I’m sorry,” the man said quietly. “But someone has to pay.” I squeezed my eyes shut. “Please….” The first gunshot tore through the house.

I pushed her to the brink. “Boss, you good with that?” Deron asks, snapping my focus back to the present. I look around the dark SUV as my inner circle, Deron, Stephon, Kris, and Max, are preparing to help orchestrate a raid on a meatpacking plant. It’s one of many business fronts for the Scarfo mafia. This one, in particular, is run by Vinnie and his crew. It took a little digging, but Max managed to track the bastard down with ease.

The date they were appointed as the boss and died was written below none of them were overthrown except one who was overthrown by his aunt in 1921, and after that he began seeing women take the position of been the boss, he finally reached the last photo and was shocked by whom he saw. Monalisa sat graciously on the chair he had seen other bosses sitting, she was younger and vibrantly smiled, and the smile not forced but real, other bosses smiled to but it looked unreal. He looked under the photo and saw something that literally blew his mind. ‘Monalisa Del-A-Cruz, mafia queen from 2018-till date’. ‘Oh my god’ Jeremy muttered still shocked by what he read.

Indeed, from the seven names on the list, there are only three girls remained in the house. "We know because we're looking at one," Sara said while looking straight at Jilly. A story about Julliane Vantes didn't go by just like that. Her story was heard all over the mafia world. She was one to look for when they needed the first hand to hit. She was an extraordinary story in the mafia's history. Twenty-four years ago... Marcus Adalberto Jaelane was doing a rummage as per usual. He did a lot of rummage on the street that was a hot spot for transactions. He and the two other guys walked in an empty alleyway that was connecting to the place where they were heading.

Jane hated being indebted to anyone. The brunette’s brows creased and a flicker of sympathy skimmed across her perfectly made up face. “Oh sweetheart, do you owe the mafia money or something?” ‘The mafia,’ Jane thought. Maybe it would have been easier if it had been the mafia. She looked down at her impossibly high stiletto heels, unable to meet Vanessa’s gaze. Her throat was making stupid noises as she tried not to cry. “Something like that,” was all she could muster as a reply.

Working for a Mafia (Revenge was her DNA until she met him) By Nwabueze Ify Preçious Episode Three MITCHELL'S POV "Geez what took you so long," I asked her as soon as I saw her coming She didn't say anything "You just missed Kel," I said again "Uhmm let's go home please," she said flagging down a taxi We hopped in immediately What's wrong with her? "Madam Bonna asked me to go work as a chef at the guys' house. The guy I served coffee today" she said and went on explaining in details for me