Leader Of The Mafia Novels & Stories

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.

Anything that would just reveal or expose him as the leader of the notorious Italian mafia. To his people, the mafia, he was their trust worthy boss. A man who had taken the reins of power as early as eighteen years old and had held on to it for eight fucking years without letting go. He had brought about reformative changes in the mafia and had organized them even more. He ran the mafia like a legal organization despite close monitoring from the Italian police and the FBI. If I was one of his people, I’d accord him all the respect I could because he fucking deserved it. And to me?

I replied sarcastically. She stared at me seriously, that's when I realized that I may have done something serious. Is he really a Mafia? Does this mean I'll die? "He is the west mafia leader. The biggest gangs and groups are under him. His father is the leader but Chase is running it now until he fully gets crowned as the Mafia king. The president you are talking about can't dare this group. You don't understand the gravity of what you have done!" She fully explained. I don't understand. Are we in some sort of mafia romance movie or what? A Mafia? That guy? He looks so ordinary...

A look of surprise could be seen on the man's face. "Clean this up", Leo ordered his men before swiftly leaving the place Leo Minetti or as he was better known to the outside world as Leo Smith was actually the leader of one of the most powerful mafia families in Lavender City; The Minetti Family. They ran the Glades District. Although not many people knew it because he kept his identity hidden

Lawrence showed up, eyeing his brother, who was still set on tormenting me. "Why do you always assume that I'm up to something?" He asked, feigning sadness as he turned to his brother. Lawrence gave a knowing look, not falling for his act. What most people don't know is that Bastian Saltzman is one of the biggest, most feared Mafia in the whole world. He's the leader of the Lucchese Mafia. The third most powerful Mafia. Not too long, he'll be taking second place. Lawrence wanted nothing to do with this type of business. He found his route and stuck with it.

“You can't do that. That's illegal…” His eyes bored into mine, holding my gaze. “Actually, I can. No one is going to oppose a Mafia Don. I can do whatever the hell I like.” He said. I suddenly felt dizzy and I felt the walls closing in on me. ‘Mafia Don'. The rumors were true then. Not only was he Mafia, he was the leader of a Mafia group. And from the look of things, he probably controlled all of New York. That's why he was so confident.

After wiping my tears, I ask him, “Why do you want us to play husband and wife?” He answers, calmly, “Being the capo of a mafia family, there is constant pressure to increase my power. So, I have been receiving a proposal from Julia Pentanova’s father, who is a rich and powerful man in the mafia. My brother keeps nagging about how important it is to marry her, but I don’t want to.” His frustration is clear in his voice.

Are the Mafia real, yes and you are one of us, I've read so many stories about the mafia, but I thought it was just a story? So which of the mafia do we belongs to? "The Italian mafia" Who is the leader? "Vicento, dad used to be the Leader but he handed it over to vicento and I am his righthand man" But you look like a model? You look like a model too? We both laughed. Is that why aunty Maria thought me how to fight? Yes! Mum and Dad wanted you to be in a peaceful place while growing up while preparing you for the life ahead of you, we all know how fearless you are, and when I watched the video of the day aunty Maria was killed, I knew you took after our mum. She is fearless.

And I saw the figure of a very handsome man, he looks older than my age but doesn't seem too far from our age gap. He's really handsome and very masculine, a mix of the Italian and Greek faces that my boss had previously told me about. He has extraordinary charisma and is handsome, but he also has an aura of terrifying cruelty. The handsome man also looks very angry at me, he holds my face tightly and makes me very scared. "I'm Riccardo Palermo! I'm the leader of the Palermo mafia and no one is allowed to enter our area! Or you will end up dying after this, for having dared to enter my territory!"

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