Jimin Mafia Novels & Stories

"Now you're confined by me—what type of mafia are you—always getting kidnapped? Tell me his name and join me again; otherwise, you know me better than anyone else." His reckless words earn a scoff of disbelief from him. "I'll never do it!" "Then spend your whole life in my underground hell!" Anger rushes into his veins after hearing him. "Let me go; otherwise, I'll destroy your existence!" He grits his teeth in utmost anger. As soon as he indicates his men to take him to the underground, they wall him off from everywhere, making his eyes wide open. No matter how massive the level of Jim's rage is, it's lucid that once he is in JK's dungeon, getting rid of him will be infeasible. Finding no o

“They hired a Russian mobster who played me horrible. I managed to turn the situation around and not get so hurt, but this one is capable of anything. It's a real animal. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. “Do you understand why I really need someone to trust, Mina?” He asks me in his broken voice. “I feel like everyone wants to hurt me. I've done horrible things in my life, but this last time I've tried to fix it by getting all this shit out of me, trying to cut ties with these people, but they're the worst scum that can exist in the world.” “Black... That Russian mobster who played you is…” “Yes, Mina. He's Mikael Sydow's own son of a bitch.”

Driven by a mix of fear and determination, she decided to follow the message's instructions. With her heart pounding, Sarah stealthily made her way to the designated location, finding a vantage point from which she could observe without being seen. What she witnessed sent shivers down her spine. Aldo stood at the center of a dimly lit room, surrounded by leaders of various gangs. Their hushed conversations and menacing presence confirmed the horrifying truth. Tears welled up in Sarah's eyes as she watched in silent horror, her mind reeling with the realization that Aldo was indeed the powerful mafia boss the anonymous messages had warned her about. Her love for him collided with the knowledg

It also kept my fists in shape while I honed the muscle and boosted my ass-kicking abilities. The academy was the home for Mafia infants who would leave four years later as adult members of their families with the burdens it carried. Ours was not an easy life and I never fooled myself about the world I navigated. The rules were different for us; our education was different. The dictates of our families still meant something. It meant everything. Unfortunate but fucking fact.

“Marina and Harry promised me enough so that my daughter would never have to work a day in her life.” I swallowed hard, knowing this was my last chance to sway him. “Money won’t be an issue,” I promised him. “Whatever you want, you’ll get it. Money, a good job, a new house if you want it. Just name your price.” For a moment, Jet looked torn, his gaze shifting between me and the door. Then, his expression softened, and he let out a sigh. “Shit. I never wanted any of this,” he admitted, his voice barely more than a whisper. “I just wanted to race, to be with my daughter. But things got complicated. The fucking mafia…”

"Okay, angelo mio. Everyone is excited to see you so get some rest tomorrow is a very busy day." I smiled weakly. My engagement party was tomorrow, to a man I hardly knew. His name was Emilio Armani and he was 40, the head of the Italian mafia. A shiver ran down my spin. I had just turned 20, but this was a peace treaty that had to be honored. If it was violated in any way, they would come after me and my family.

Chance replied simply, and he raised a brow as Chance walked out of the room. "The Terminator?" Jezebel's eyes widened, and Tiger rushed out of the room immediately. Two guards followed him by the door, and the metals on his unbolted belt kept slamming on each other as his dark body walked the dimly lit corridor till he got to the computer lab where Zenith is waiting with Jaemin in front of the numerous systems. Jaemin is Korean, the major hitman here. "Here, boss" he tendered the letter, and Tiger took it quickly.

He sweeps off the cap and flips his trademark dreads left and right. At this moment, Nate feels like crying. It never gets old. Kim Ji-hoon a.k.a. Shadow, leader of the five-member boy band MXO (short for Monte X-O), is on a first-name basis with him. Sure, Nate signed a slew of NDAs so he can’t really tell anyone that they’re related. Everyone knows Shadow as this big-shot celebrity but to Nate, he’s just hyung. Nate fought back the tears because he can’t be seen crying by hyung. Real men don’t cry.

He stopped walking and stared down at me. "What?" I asked confusedly, but he just smiled at me. "Thank you for coming into my life," he said before leaning forward and kissing my lips. Thank you for accepting all of my flaws, Lance. Thank you for being there when I needed you the most. I'm looking forward to our future together. Thank you for being my Mafia Rescuer. I love you. THE END Eltan Storm's story available! Title: My Artistic Mafia Man Elian Storm's story available! Title: My Boss Is In The Mafia?

I patted his back "I will be there with you to witness that moment, but first we have to increase the security of our house" In the mafia, family is the biggest strength as well as weakness of any mafia man. If the family members are capable of defending themselves then they are strengths but if not then they are the biggest weakness because it makes them easy targets. And in our house, only Marco can defend himself. "If this time he attacks my family then I'll take him apart bone by bone " Dante roared, holding a dark look in his eyes. "I don't think he is alone because last time we had left him on the brink of death, so it's impossible to attack back this fast without any support," I said