Life In The Mafia Novels & Stories

“What? Did you think an old kind man just happened to live on the family's premises without being a member? Mr. Johnson, or big Johnsy as we call him, started as an errand boy when he was fourteen. When he hit thirty he had climbed up to collector and by fifty he was working as a manager of our brothels. That was before he got sick.” I stare down at my plate in disgust. Sure I figured that even Mr. Johnson had something to do with all this mafia stuff, but I was hoping he was a gardener or something. “You should make a habit of recognizing everyone here for what they are. Either they have been whores, errand boys, collectors or cleaners, as we call them. Some are related to members or marrie

"How can you even look at him and... and you know he has killed people and you still love him? aren't you even scared?" "First of all, is this about your ex fiance? Luther?", I asked. she nodded. She was having a similar issue. She recently found out that her fiance was in Mafia and her life wasn't safe anymore. I think she even had a miscarriage and they've been apart for a while "Okay, this is girl talk okay, in-law to in-law... first of all, my dad was Into Mafia too, so I literally grew up with a man that killed people... yes.

I sighed, walking back up the stairs to stay out of Don Vito's sight. ******* The life of a mafia is as ruthless as death itself. The experience at Don Vito's mansion is enough to describe the life of every mafia. The constant killing, the drugs... There's no room for peace in their midst. It's all about danger, death, killing, drugs, guns... There are so many words to describe the life of a mafia. It's just so terrible. I still remember what Karen and I faced in Don Vito's place. How he'd make us do things we don't want to do.

I asked her, and tears streamed down her cheeks. "Unfair," she cried, and I shook my head. "Do not tell me it is unfair, Catalina. It is a simple question. I knew how distraught you were when you thought he would die. Unfortunately, this is how life is in the mafia. You are lucky to still have him. What if they had succeeded? Instead of you spending the rest of your time together loving each other and sorting out how you will care for your little one, you are busy getting angry. News flash, Catalina, there is no time for such. People like us do not have the luxury of that. We have to run faster than our shadows sometimes. We have to live our lives in the minute. Thanks to Luciano, we are not

“You think I'm not on Twitter? It's the most unfiltered and biggest news platform right now. I see the amount of death threats you get daily. You'll have to be careful while you're here though, this city is full of the Mafia.” I nodded then took a sip of orange juice to avoid talking. No use telling them that that was the main reason I came to Italy. Just so I could understand them more and see how they operated. “Not at the dinner table, you're making her uncomfortable,” Signora Rossi said in Italian not knowing I understood the language. “No, it's fine. My brother was killed by the mafia and he was the only family I had left which is why I hate them but I'll be careful.”

Working for a Mafia (Revenge was her DNA until she met him) By Nwabueze Ify Preçious Authoress Prechy PROLOGUE Miranda is a young girl living with her parents in a peaceful community not untill everything changed . Their town was raided by evil money bags and everyone was killed . . But she managed to escape after everyone in her small town were killed or so she thought. And then she swore to.have her revenge and kill those killers down to their generations

As he stretched out on the soft couch, he breathed out deeply and sent a cloud of fragrant smoke into the air. Logan Castillejo is a well-known member of the Foedus Corp, which is a well-known mafia group. Taking people's lives is a job that he does with ease and grace. Logan was born into a wealthy and politically influential family, so he grew up with a lot of money and comfort. He quickly and easily gets what he wants. Logan always gets what he wants, no questions asked. The way he lives his life is based on this philosophy. He is an only child, so everything comes to him easily and he lives a very comfortable life.

Before he had failed to eliminate me, he gave me his name—Alessio Fanucci. He shouldn’t have done that, and he shouldn’t have given me a second chance—because the second I had regained my strength, I vouched to one day to the same as he had done to me. I would humiliate him, mock him, laugh at him, press a gun to his head—and unlike him, I would make sure mine would work. I asked around and found out what that family truly stood for. They posed as legit business people, but all that mafia family knew was organized crime. They controlled the city, and all the people in it. From politicians, to police—everyone knew them, respected them and feared them.

I took the mug and set it on the table, I don’t trust him yet, I can’t take anything he offers what if he drugs me or something. “We have to hurry we have a press conference to get to.” He said. Press conference? I thought but said nothing, I don’t know if I should talk, I quite like the chill mood he is in… the chill mood he has been in since yesterday I don’t want to spoil it so I say nothing and continue to look away from this man who was inside me just last night. Everything is spinning out of control, I don’t know how to piece my life back together, I don’t even know if my life would ever be normal again. What is even normal? I doubt my life has ever been normal, from my childhood till

They're going to come after each and everyone of us that they've seen around Luther, and guess what, you're going to be the first, because they see you as his most precious, together or not ". I walked back slowly till my legs touched a couch. My heart was racing, what have I gotten myself into? My life is in danger. What happened to having a normal regular life like every other normal woman out there. "Laura please stop", I said placing my hands on my head. "When people told you that you have no idea the family you're getting yourself into, you thought it was a joke? and wait you think changing state or country is going to change anything? if you like, travel to Africa, go and hide in Ugand