Jungkook Mafia Novels & Stories

"He already is keeping him as his own. Enjoy your day....No no, life Mr. Brown" Vincent was about to say something else but the other one cut the call. Vincent's jaw dropped to his knees. Aiden..... his son is in JK's Wishlist. Did he really underestimate his worth? Still, he collected himself together when the thought of money came in. *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_* Jungkook got off the car and went inside. On his way to his room, he saw Michael sleeping on the couch. He rolled his eyes on his so-called active right hand man.

He doesn't entertain news if it doesn't have any sense. "It's unbelievable, but this report is from Interpol." It answered us and it showed pictures on the screen of the mafia lords who are now in prison with a sentence of life imprisonment. Even their subordinates were annihilated and the black market was obliterated. "Daebak!" Reed next to me commented. Yeah, he is half Korean and Spanish. It looks Korean, but the name is Spanish. It's so weird. At first glance, you thought the name was Park Jimin or Kim Yoongi, but it's not.

Chapter 24: All Mine Faith Mabel I wanted to laugh at what Eltan said, saying it must be a joke, but I knew he wouldn't joke about something like this. It took me more than a few seconds to let it sink in. He is the leader of a mafia gang? I didn't exactly know what mafia gangs did. But they were known as bad people. Even the people who murdered my parents belonged to the mafia. But... Eltan couldn't be bad, right?

I hummed and asked, "Did your dad force you to take over the gang?" He chuckled and shook his head. "This is not a typical story, Ember. This is real life. I'm not bragging, but my family is a really happy one. Mom and Dad gave us choices to either handle the Mafia business, Berserkers, or Storm Dynamics. There was a fourth option too, which was to build your own career. Elian and I divided the mafia business to handle and you know what business each of us took." "So you chose the Mafia life willingly?" I asked in amusement.

He replied to her, standing from his seat to lean on his table. “How can a living subject be sold off without her own consent?” She inserted air quotes around the sold off. For a moment, Marie forgot she was standing in front of someone affiliated to the greatest and most dangerous Mafia group in the country. But, what did she have to lose? She was already brought here against her own will, and it doesn’t seem like anyone is going to answer the question as to why she’s here.

thank you brother Khloe pov I got to Dante ‘s house and screamed his mf name ,the neighbors are use to my noise … Dante don’t you dare run , just wait and lemme hit you I promise you it won’t hurt .., I said to him running after him .. we ran around the house till we collapse on the ground while breathing heavily …

Violet (POV) The Korean Mafia was the first group to come to the door "굿나잇 와주셔서 감사합니다," I said to them (Goodnight thank you for coming) "Goodnight my queen and thank you for inviting us we would love to work with you," Ji - Ho said "You have to excuse my son your Majesty all he thinks about is work just like his father anyway it was lovely to meet you and I hope you come and visit us," Ms. Sung - Ho said

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.

“At least I want her to die happy.” For a brief moment, silence settled between them. Then Michael sighed deeply. “So how exactly do we even go about this?” he asked eventually. “You can’t just release a wife audition flyer. Any woman would kill to become your wife,” Michael continued. “Which means we need to be extremely careful with whoever we choose.” He leaned closer slightly. “And let’s not forget there’s a chance the person eventually finds out about your mafia business.” Vindell’s eyes narrowed instantly. “So what exactly are you suggesting?”

“Umbra didn’t vanish tonight. He walked away. And when men like him walk away, it’s because they’ve decided the next round will be on their terms.” The name alone made my chest constrict. Umbra. He wasn’t a ghost. He wasn’t a nightmare. He was flesh, blood, and iron will—a mafia boss who’d carved half the city under his control, and the man who had just chained me like I was nothing more than a bargaining chip. “What happens when he comes back?” I asked, my voice thin. Nico’s eyes were cold. “He doesn’t forgive debts. He doesn’t forget insults. And tonight was both.”