Jane Mafia Novels & Stories

A slow smirk crept up from the corner of his lips and she swiftly cuts off eye contact from whatever emotion slipped from his face. “Thank you.” Madam Camila uttered cheerfully and sits across the table. She gave the girl a side hug and then Jane stepped forward to wish and Madam Camila returned the girl with the same gesture. Madam Camila being the wife of former mafia king, she has no criminal trait in her bones. She treats everyone like a mother threat her baby. Aunt Mary saunter back to finish other household chores while the girls continued fetching the food. As Micaela began attending Madam Camila so Jane was arranging Adan’s plate. Then both the girls grabs the opposite wall and stan

"We will, daughter. We won't rest until Alessandro is safe, and Domenico pays for what he has done." Georgia closed her eyes, clenching her fists. She knew the road ahead would be difficult, but considering the circumstances, she had nothing left to do but trust the man. After all, her father was also an intelligent mafia leader, perhaps not in an organization as large as Templo Negro, but certainly in one large enough for her to put her full trust in him.

I couldn't take the suffocation I felt. My father didn't stop me. He simply sighed as I made my way past him and into the family room. I wanted to laugh at the irony. I sat on the couch and stared at the piano. I wanted to play but I knew the moment I touched that piano I would break down. I had no room for emotion in my life right now. I was going to be the biggest Mafia Don this world had ever seen. Mafia Dons have no room for emotions or family. My father taught me that early on. “Good Evening Master, Neko is making Dinner. Would you like me to play you a song?” Ayla questioned as she spotted me staring at the Grand Piano.

Vivian politely made way for then to come in. "I'm Janice and this is my husband Gregory." "Vivian, pleasure to meet you." She shook hands with both of them. As Vivian led them in to take their seats, she couldn't help but notice the woman's incredibly nice figure. But it wasn't unexpected, such a fierce woman would indeed have a body to go with it, she had heard from Camilla that the woman was no ordinary wife behind her husband, but a fierce mafia woman who had dominated the southern territory of the underworld, though Vivian wasn't very certain about how the people in the underworld ran their things, she was sure that meant the woman was a big deal.

With him was Layla: his wife who is just a housewife and has no responsibility in the mafia dealings. Cooking and giving birth were her thing. Three sons of the almost same age lead the soldiers to war and the eldest, the underboss, is groomed to be a boss someday. Jacob was growing old already. The other members of the group were recruited and trained in various positions to handle. And the most precious and protected, Nica Mizzeti. She was the only female child and for that, Jacob cherished her. Unlike the others, Nica wasn't trained the mafia way but as a housewife for a mafia boss.

George roared and just as I was about to talk, he took the dirty mop water not far away and poured the entire contents on Jane and I, the larger portion of the dirty water landing on me and I fought the urge to cry. Later in the day after close of work, Jane and I sat in the restaurant changing room with Jane listening intently to what I was saying. "I still can't believe my father had been involved with the mafia when he was young." I said to Jane, tears welling up in my eyes. "Everything will be fine." Jane held my hand comfortingly. "No, I very much doubt that, the government have already lay claim to all his properties, even freeze all our accounts." I shook my head and Jane went silent

Third Person Pov: Thomas Allen is one of the most ruthless leaders in the mafia gang Hayden Wren heads. Its known as 'Python'. Recently, there's been a fued between the two, hence; Thomas moved to Dubai. The members of the gang thought things would dissolve over time... but it didn't. Communication seized between the two for the past two years. Now, Thomas is back to set things right.

“They’d be everywhere I turn to, every corner I hide, every step I take would be full of broken glasses and eggshells. They’ll turn every breath I take into toxin and every flower I hold into thorns. I cannot survive this place! Let alone for three years. I think a one and a quarter out of ten is fair.” “But what if you survive?” Jane presses, walking over to the side of the room I’m now facing. “That’s a very little amount of if,” I retort, slamming my eyes shut. “Now, please get out of my face.” “You have to fight! Don’s Daughter! Like your mother said, how would you rule Hell Morgathor if you can’t even survive this prison? The world of the Mafia is a world for the strong. Hell Morgathor

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He was going to pay for being a pussy. I stood up again and called for Jade. Yes. Jade was a part of my mafia which was a good thing. She could seduce the men, distract them, or do whatever with them, to get information and it always eased our attacks. "Let's go." I said as I started walking out of my armory. She rolled her eyes, hissed and followed behind.