Life In The Mafia Novels & Stories

Not with the life I led. Being a mafia boss came with a price. It attracted enemies, danger, and constant threats. I had seen what happened to men in this line of work who tried to have families. Their wives, their children—they became targets. Weaknesses that rival gangs exploited without mercy. That’s why I had never let myself get too close to anyone. I couldn’t risk it. Not with the life I lived.

"I didn't choose this life, Bianca. It chose me. It's inbred in me that I can't walk away from it even if I tried. The moment you're a male in the famiglia, you're a part of the mafia, whether you like it or not. I took an oath when I was old enough to decide for myself. I can't break that oath as long as I live. The only way out of the mafia is death." "Will you ever know peace? These gang wars, this territory dispute. It must be draining to always expect an attack." "It's the mafia, Bianca, not a Disneyland fairytale." I joked, chuckling lightly. She looked at me undeterred. "But does the nightmare ever end?" A small smile touched my lips. "Once in a while," I said softly. Truthfully. "Aft

I was sure he would have found a way to escape unhurt if Monalisa was not with them. "I'm sorry Bruno," She stuttered. "That doesn't answer the question, Lisa," I said holding back my tears. "I know it's not a normal life, and I know it's not an easy life. But it's the life I've known for so long. It's the only life I've ever known. I don't know if I can be happy without it. It's hard to imagine living a normal life when you've never experienced it. I don't see myself being happy as a normal person without being a mafia," She said bluntly.

Emily demanded, looking him dead in the eye. “Firstly, I’m really sorry for not telling you. I just got worried about the baby, so please understand,” he said, reaching for her hands. She yanked them away. “Remember Don Emilio? The one I said was offering to do business with us?” “Yes, the one I told you to decline. What about him?” Emily asked sharply. “I never knew he was a very dangerous man,” Richard said, running his hands through his hair. “He’s actually a mafia boss.”

Five guards step out of it, and fall into step behind me instantly. With my phone in a pocket, and a pistol in my hand; eyes filled with deathly fury as we approach. The moment I step in, the sight before me makes my heart stop. Not because its new, I've seen thousands of dead bodies, it was worse after an all out war between two ruthless mafia Lords. What made my heart stop is the implication. "This is a lot." I mutter, noting the extent of damage that had been done. The thought of innocents being murdered, and killed for something they didn't do or had no idea of; makes my heart ache.

I went happily to the kid's room waking them and headed to breakfast. We were getting used to this house but I wanted to leave. There were too many secret meetings and whispers around the corner. I knew they were into some bad shit but they say ignorance is bliss, and I planned to remain as ignorant as possible when it came to the fucking mafia. I didn't choose this life but there was no escape for me now. Plus, I wasn't sure if I wanted to leave. I can't just fuck Niko the rest of my life, but for now, I was enjoying the incredible sex and that a beast wanted only me. I smiled again as we walked to the living room to find a movie to watch.

"No! How can I just climb on your back? Moreover, there's an injury on your arm." JK yells, "Just shut up and do as I say!" "No, I won't! Why are you showing me mercy now?" "I have never seen a stubborn girl like you." Grabbing her hand forcefully, he makes her lean on his back. "This man, seriously! How long are you going to force me? Will you ever let me live peacefully? When will you stop all this?" "When you love me more than I do." "I'll never fall for you." "You won't have to do it, baby. It will happen automatically. Just wait and see." "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Walk as soon as possible; I'm so hungry." "It's high time to learn how to control your hunger." "Yah, I've never seen a stupid

Ken tells Alessandro. “I think I agree. She’s achieved her goals and she’s living her dream life. And me? I’ve lived up to my mother’s promise in one way, and I’m clean now. I feel great looking at how far I’ve come. The mafia lifestyle was not it for me…My soul feels replenished when I work on art. Earlier, I did it for her, but now, I do it for myself as well,” Alessandro tells Ken. The Next Day Alessandro’s pov:

I never imagined things would go this way. I collapsed onto the bed, the reality of it all sinking in. Marco, my husband, was deep in this ruthless mafia world, running the show. And this was how he dealt with mistakes—no mercy. A life meant nothing to him. If someone messed up, they were gone, just like that.

Before I could put more thought into it, she reared back and offered me a warm smile. "You should go to bed. The men won't be done any time soon." I gave her a smile but it was sad. " Good night, Alessia." She threw me a salute and climbed upstairs, I watched until her silhouette disappeared down the hallway, then realized I hadn't moved. My chest tightened, and a cool breeze rustled the blinds on the windows. I shivered, rubbing my hands against my forearms. The mafia life was more than I imagined, I thought it was just about secret cartels and drug rings, maybe even the power they had that made them untouched and the wealth that came with it.