Mafia 2 Jimmy's Vendetta Novels & Stories

“Regular fucking Lepke B this one, one man Murder Inc.” For a second, Jimmy was back in the lock up with the piles of shredded flesh and blood dripping from the ceiling. He couldn’t understand how all that could have gone by the time Charlie McKenzie’s men turned up. Did someone come and clean the place up? Jimmy felt a sharp pain in his side. He turned and saw Alfie had punched him. “You even listening to me?” Alfie said. “Sorry,” Jimmy said. “I’ve got a bit on my mind.” “I said are you here to score or what?”

James remains silent, staring at the ground, as if he were an emotionless statue. “Do you know who finished them off?” Giovanni laughs again, deep in his throat, “Its rival, the Corvi Neri… Made by the Reviello, my family. And unfortunately for you, James… I'm not kindhearted to forget that you betrayed me. And not just once, but twice… When your little wife decided to ally herself with that bastard Marchetti… I decided that I would kill you.” Giovanni slams his fist heavily on the table, and the loud noise makes James jump. “So, beg now. Beg for your shit life.”

"I didn't tell you all of this so you would feel sorry for her. I wanted to open your eyes to the fact that Dante Luciano is a lunatic. "His repentance and revenge are meaningless. The damage has been done. Your Padre won't come back to life, and your wounds won't disappear." "I know," I muttered. "No, you don't," Uncle Marco retorted, shaking his head. "You grew up with him, and you still think of him as the young boy who will bandage your wounds when you're injured. That boy died a long time ago, Lina. "The man you're up against is the Don of a mafia family. His hands are steeped in blood, and he's stubborn to a fault."

A hand from one of the rogues that had been marching with us shoots into the air, Jimmy smiles and says "yes, good man, what is it?" "Err well err what if the rogues don't want to be part of either pack, can we just leave?" The rogue had growing confidence as Jimmy motioned him forward where he stepped in front of the gallows, Jimmy looked at him, "So you want to just leave?" "Yes, yes sir" "Oh well" Jimmy then pulled out a gun, the rogue's eyes momentarily went wide as Jimmy fired the gun aiming for his forehead, as the bullet hit him he sank into a heap, everyone was silent then Jimmy spoke

I gritted my teeth, the words cutting through me like poison. I pushed the blanket off my legs and forced myself to stand, even though every step sent fresh waves of pain through my body. “This is unreasonable!” My voice shook with anger. “I’m not some object to be passed around or played with! I have the right to my own freedom—why should I obey his orders?” James barely blinked. If anything, the faint smile on his lips only deepened. “You know Mr. Liam very well, Miss Scarlett.” His tone was patient, like he was explaining something obvious to a child. “He’s the godfather of the Mafia. His power stretches across the entire country. Do you really think you can escape him?”

The bag containing the gold was slung over one shoulder as she stared back at Chiara with her emerald green eyes. "Lucky me. Thanks, though," Alice said, and Chiara smiled back at her. She got back into the car, and it took quite some time before she could get the engine running again. She drove off afterward. Alice sighed and turned to face the large building in front of her. It was heavily fenced, making it a 'no-go zone' for intruders—Vicenzo Empire. If the mafia world had a king, it would be the Don of Vicenzo. The Vicenzo mafia empire was first in terms of rank, wealth, and affluence.

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.

He insisted on them spending a quality time since he haven't seen her for a long ages. Josemaria has been her friend right from young a very young age - Nine or ten, maybe.They met when she was ten while he was thirten or thereabout . He recently lost his dad who was one of Elliot trusted men.He was shot dead during one of the bloody clash between the mafias., A fight for power. A mafia group who goes by the name 'python' has challenged them by dragging the first rank with Elliot. Elliot who love to rule couldn't let them win ,he had to go on a war with them.

Something she wouldn’t normally do if she knew who I was, but I knew her too well. Vanessa Virelli. Mafia princess. The pretty, well-known daughter of the mafia don—Damone Virelli. And the wife of… a man I thought wanted me years ago. “Ms. Jordyn?” She chimed sweetly, stretching her hand for a handshake as she halted in front of me. “It’s okay to call you that, right? You’re not married, are you?” That was a harmless question, but I took it slightly too seriously. It felt mocking to my ears hearing it come from her. Because she hadn’t only stolen my spot, but she'd also stolen the only dream I had years ago.

he adds, and the room falls quiet as one organizer passes him a file. Zane quickly scans the documents, pulling out a single sheet of paper. “This outlines the budget for the charity and the generous contributions made. My father’s goal is to raise enough funds to build two schools for the children of the deceased Mafioso within three months.” While Zane speaks, Gia is only half-listening, lost in her fantasies about him. She can’t shake the memory of their last time together, the one time he mistook her for Kiara. The way he touched her and held her still lingered. The thought causes her to shift uncomfortably in her seat, pressing her legs together.