Leader Of The Mafia Novels & Stories

If it happened to be business, for sure, it will pass down toward Saint and Lorenzo. “Leaders? Who are them?” I inquired. “Ah, leaders of each continent. You must be aware that the mafia organization my boss owns is not that big as what you think,” Saint stated. I pursed my lips and then spoke. “What does that mean?” “Hmm… they are leaders in each country or continent. Well, it honestly depends but there are five. Viktor, Gabriel, Liam, Luca and Fenrir.” I hummed. “Don’t worry. They are kind. You should come out and greet them.” Lorenzo stated.

And then he froze on one of the name. "Dimitri Novikov," he said slowly. "I know that name." My gaze snapped to him. "You do?" He nodded. "Yeah, he is part of the Russian Mafia, he used to run weapons and drugs in the north. I know his son, his name is Pyotr. The guy is a ruthless bastard, we crossed paths in Milan four years ago, when I was away for business. All I can tell you is he doesn't like Italians much. But he hates the Bianchis even more."

All I could think about was ways on how to kill that son of a bitch. It's been years since me and Enzo have been planning to take him down. Vladimir Molotov is the Leader of the Russian Mafia, the second most powerful mafia after the Italians. The Italians and The Russians have been at war for longer than I can remember. But the main reasons why Enzo wanted Vladimir gone was because first, he was a threat and secondly, he killed Enzo's sister.

“They’re brothers. Mafia in Sicily. The head honcho, Aamon De Luca, their dad, was killed.” My mind keeps drifting back to something I caught on TV a while back in Sierra’s office. She seemed to know the brothers and had a soft spot for one of them. I squint, trying to recall her exact words. She was pretty specific, like there was more beneath the surface. I thought about digging deeper then, but it didn’t seem relevant to either of my jobs. “The organization is falling apart. Nolan and Flint are on the brink of a full-blown war.” “And?” How well does Sierra really know these guys? Sometimes, the ties between people run deeper than they look.

"Oh.......you mean the two men who started the first mafia in Italy?" "Si. Arthur Gionovese and Triton Arivonese. They were best friends and through the ages our families were close...well up until Cardinal's day." "Who's running the Gionovese Joint now?" "I believe one of the men who worked in my mafia up until the point where he kidnapped her." I thought "His name is Damanico Gionovese. His mafia was in trouble when he entered our mafia when we started and we bailed him out. He kept his mafia hidden as he thinks I don't know that he's a boss and I know he's been using his mafia. His location and home is completely unknown."

She’s beginning to think she’s worthless let’s just hope Daniel can pull her out of the dr]ark ness that is surrounding her before it’s too late. I know the Mafia lift isn’t for her, but Daniel has never been this boasted with a girl in forever or maybe ever. She’s brought the best out in him I just how she can see that cause her and Kaysey will be spending the rest of their liege here with us whether they like it or not. She agreed to this life when she agreed to us and now I fear that she is regretting her decision especially after today. The Mafia is full of cruel people who would rather put a gun to your head or stab you to death in your sleep than be your friend. We’ve in countered so m

Antonio has already told Grassi to take his car back to the clan. "I came to Italy to see my best friend but I think he's not happy to see me", Angelo said with a hurt expression. "I never told you to come", Antonio said and Angelo scoffed. "Still as cold as ice", Angelo said "Sometimes I wonder how you became the leader of the biggest clan in America", Antonio couldn't help but say. "Maybe because I'm a good leader", Angelo smiled "Whatever, speaking of clan; since you're here, who's in charge of the American underworld", Antonio asked. "My father, he said he wants to help me run the clan while I'm here", Angelo said. "Oh", Antonio muttered.

“I’m not here to play any games with you. You know I’m Dean’s mate. I want to make a firm deal with you, but it needs to be just you and me. No one else ever hears about this conversation.” Eric chuckled loudly, crossing his scarred arms, his eyes narrowing slightly. “A deal?” he said, his tone dripping with condescending amusement. “You, a low-ranking submissive, think you can truly bargain with me? The leader of the rogues? What could a guy like you possibly have that I’d want in a transaction?”

Simon explained, his head was bowed to the ground and he held his hands together behind him. That was the way to speak to the leader of the most notorious Mafia group in Ohio, unless you’d want to loose your life in an instant. Freddy Litteman was the leader of the most notorious Mafia group in Ohio, he was a short man as his name implied. Judging by his appearance and stature you’d think he was just an ordinary short Little man, however; Littleman was evil and he was feared greatly.

He paused to fill his lungs with enough air, then proceeded. “Redge Yatash was the only heiress of the previous leader of the city’s underworld business. She followed her dad’s footsteps, and despite her gender, she successfully secured her spot on the top. Then she met Brandon, a son of a mafia leader from a different area, but the two agreed to build an empire of their own….” Marco continued while Gab and I did not say anything to interrupt his words.