Leader Of The Mafia Novels & Stories

He put forth, and then he came closer and kissed him on the forehead. Leonardo took a step back into the darkness. “On this day, with respect to the constitutions guiding the Mafia body and power bestowed on me as the leader of an older family, I… Don Leonardo Salvatore, leader of the Scorpione family of the Sicilian Mafia, sentences you… Don Cain Salvatore, Leader of the Lupi family of the Sicilian Mafia to join our lost ones on the other side of the world. You shall be put to big sleep by the way of the Sicilian necktie.” “No, you can’t do this to me!!” Cain yelled and tried to attack him but Lorenzo interfered and knocked him down with the help of his rifle.

" On your right side. Turn the lamp on. " Catalina found the switch and pressed it. As soon as she touched it, an alarm went off. The pakhan snatched the gun from her hands and with one hand pushed her on the bed with him. She collided with his naked hard chest and now the gun rested on her cleavage. " Rule number 1 . Never believe a Mafia. " He laughed loudly and footsteps echoed in the corridor. The door opened with several men in there and one of them switched on the lights at last.

he said with an ironic chuckle. "What were you prepared for exactly?" I asked curiously. "For being chased by another mafia gang." "So you are in the mafia then?" I asked. Since Elian was already telling and there was nothing else that could risk my life more than it was now, I might as well just know a little bit more about him. "Not just in it, but I'm the leader." I gasped. "For real?" He nodded. I tried to digest the information. So… my boss was in the mafia? No, just in it. He was the leader of a mafia gang. Wow.

We won. We entered a smoked glass door on this tall building 3 days after the conquest. Wearing a corporate suit, we'll meet the 'bosses' for formalities regarding our training as one of their mafia teams. Heading to the front to bow, I raised my head, and I saw Theon in the middle. I didn't show my shock, the two gasps. I knew someone's up with him. He's the 'Mafia Chairman' according to the pin on his coat. The meeting have this cold air, we remained stoic.

LUCYA I walked to my bedroom then I reached for the laptop which Maximo gave me. There are lots of folders on the screen, I got confused of which one I should click on first. I saw a folder named, 'Records', I clicked on it. I got a list of names. I keep on scrolling down, and I got aware that all those peoples have been killed. Looking upon the other folders. I got Maximo's profile details in which has written in, he is a mafia godfather. I staggered, Maximo is a mafia godfather. He is the leader of this gang? I should talk to him...I didn't know he would be a murderer. I'm a little terrified for facing him since I knew his truth, but why he brought me here? I should find out what is his am

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.

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.

And to worsen the situation, his bodyguards stood like statues, blocking the exits. Hannah, who had been chatting with someone at the bar, finally noticed what was happening. Her face went pale as she hurried over. "Scarlett?" she asked, her voice shaky. Then she looked at Liam, and her eyes widened in recognition. "Wait, you’re…" Her voice trailed off, and I saw the fear flash across her face. She knew him. Everyone seemed to know him. Liam DeLuca, the godfather of some gang, Europe’s biggest mafia—at least that was what Hannah had told me earlier today in class.

His words leave me in a confounded state. My foreheads wrinkle together as I chicken my head to the side being referred to, "What are you referring to, Alessandro?" He breathes out and looks down at our intertwined hands before gazing upward once more and reluctantly saying, "Baby, I'm the Leader of the American-Italian Mafia." I say nothing to him. I simply gaze at him peacefully, attempting to comprehend that the words that I heard from him are actually accurate. The American-Italian Mafia? The Leader? The fucking mafia?! This can't be correct, isn't that so? It must be a joke.

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.