Leader Of Mafia Novels & Stories

That I cannot only lead a mafia as a woman but take over the entire industry. That Elena Marshano will go down in history as the most ruthless, powerful, cold-hearted and cunning mafia leader that ever lived.

The mafia side built empires on the things those systems couldn't see. By 7:45 I was in the Maybach again, heading to the Bronx warehouse. Marco drove silent. I scrolled messages ,rival moves in Queens, a shipment delay in Jersey, a name I hadn't heard in years Enzo Bianchi surfacing in whispers.I closed the tablet. Some ghosts you didn't chase. You waited for them to come to you.Warehouse district smelled of rust and salt water. Luca waited outside the loading dock, cigarette between his fingers."Boss," he said, falling in step. "Everything's accounted for. No leaks.""Good."Inside crates stacked high, men in black jackets unloading discreetly. I walked the rows, checking seals. One crate h

They had ties to the mafia, the Russian bratva, and a bunch of questionable groups around the world. According to the file, Lucien Moretti was in charge of the operations because his father, Henry Moretti, was retiring. It wasn’t confirmed yet, though. The other brothers were mentioned in passing. “You’re prepared,” I say with a straight face, squaring my shoulders. I don’t feel confident, though. The team lead, a seasoned agent, had…quite the reputation. His first impression of me could either make or break my career. If I thought I was prepared, it meant I needed to do more.

So, he continues "I was the leader of American mafia. My real name is 'STEVEN KNIGHT' not Steven Moritz. Aidan's father 'Eric uncle' and your grandpa were alliances. During our childhood, we lived all together. Both the families were the envious of them all. Dad handled American mafia whereas Eric uncle had Canada and Mexico under his control. It was the most powerful mafia clan. Everyone feared them. But we were a happy loving family until the day, when we lost dad and uncle. You know sweetheart, power comes with its own thorns. Once you got the hunger of power, you can't back away. There's only destruction after that. In mafia nothing matters just the power. The more powerful you are the l

All she could gather was that this man was really wealthy, highly influential and a narcissistic whore who leaves a trail of heart-broken women in his wake. “Disgusting pig”, she sighed before opening the new message that popped up on her screen, her informant had dropped something for her and she wasted no time to go to her mailbox. She opened the attachment and was surprised yet completely appreciative of how detailed the information there was. Apparently, Marco De Luca was multi-billionaire who owned enterprises and conglomerates all over New York and the world at large. He was a very important man and what caught the attention of Alessa was that he was a mafia…actually, he was the mafia

He asked her. “I want to know. I rather know the truth now than to remain in the dark, blind to the world around me.” She replied. “Fine, I will tell you the truth but no matter what you know, I will not let you go no matter how you beg me to. So you better be prepared enough to handle it.” He took a deep breath before telling her. “I am actually a mafia leader. The group is called The Osborne. It was founded by my grandfather and expanded by my father, after my father passed away, I took over his position as the leader.” He responded.

Well, Aemon will never forget how that man kissed his woman while they were not okay. “Can we talk in private?” Lily asked. She doesn’t want to have this conversation in front of them. “Fvck, this is trouble.” Paul mumbled. “Should we kill him?” Raf whispered to Leonora who quickly glared at him. “To kill our fellow Mafia will never be a crime. But to kill an ordinary man? It would be a crime, especially now that Eliza is here.” Leonora explained and shook her head at him. “It was a joke,” Raf murmured.

Back in El Tricolor, there's a rule: If I don't get married by thirty, I have to go back and marry the woman my father arranged for me. When my girlfriend, Stella Ross, heard this, her face filled with complete disdain. "Arranged marriage? Is your home in some remote tribe? Or are you stuck in the Middle Ages? Alan, quit with these pathetic excuses to force a marriage!" She let out a mocking laugh and pulled out a ring. "I was actually planning to accept your proposal and even bought us a pair of rings. But since you're so desperate, I think we both need some space to cool off." With that, she tossed the ring straight to her assistant, Ethan Parker. The marriage I had waited years for w

They had barely settled when Zac stood up again, his eyes catching sight of his bosses approaching. Five men in black suits walked toward them, but the one in the center clearly held the most authority. His presence was cold and commanding. Zac gave a slight bow in greeting. “You haven’t entered Mexico in a while, Zac. What’s going on?” Dante Albert asked in a hard tone. He was the ruthless capo dei capi of the most powerful and dangerous Mexican-American Mafia. “I haven’t received any orders to do so, Capo,” Zac replied politely.

Liam asked "Long story will tell you after you tell me what you wanted to tell me," I said looking at dad "Vi we're in the Mafia" Dad blurted out "Well to be more correct I'm the leader of the American Mafia," Damian said "And I'm the leader of the Spanish Mafia but everyone calls me the king," Raphael said after that everything went quiet for a second, and then I laughed "Okay you should see your faces, I already knew that," I said as I laugh