Mafia 2 Main Characters Novels & Stories

And i'm sitting on the loveseat. Half way through the movie Kaizer suddenly spoke. "Oh, Dude can we talk to you about some business?" he asks stressing the last word then glancing my way making me frown. That definitely means something. "Just say it she'll know about it anyways" Xavier state. "She's part of her family's org. so you guys have nothing to hide from her" he continues and it drowns into me. They are also part of the mafia Xavier runs. With that said all three of them turned to me with surprise. "Who knew the famous Cloudethe Raze Mariano is a mafia princess" Sebastian state making me chuckle. "Yeah..a princess you gotta be scared of" Xavier commented meaningfully making all of ou

“They hired a Russian mobster who played me horrible. I managed to turn the situation around and not get so hurt, but this one is capable of anything. It's a real animal. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. “Do you understand why I really need someone to trust, Mina?” He asks me in his broken voice. “I feel like everyone wants to hurt me. I've done horrible things in my life, but this last time I've tried to fix it by getting all this shit out of me, trying to cut ties with these people, but they're the worst scum that can exist in the world.” “Black... That Russian mobster who played you is…” “Yes, Mina. He's Mikael Sydow's own son of a bitch.”

I added and opened the car gently, picking another gun from the box. I came out of hiding, shooting down anyone on my way to where Dante was. He seemed like their boss, and it was always like that in the mafia world. The boss of the boss is always the main killer. I gestured to Aless, who was fighting off one of the guys, to meet me at the spot where Dante was. The thought that these people killed my brother raced through my mind again. “Fuck you!” I cursed at a guy and shot him right in the center of his head, rage pulsing through my veins.

Penny explained, rolling her eyes in obvious annoyance. Most of the guests for Zia’s party were close business associates of their families, the Walkers, and Lucianos. Zia is from the Walkers who held power over the American mafia for generations, while Xavier’s family, the Lucianos, controls the Italian mafia. Their marriage turned Xavier to the sole heir of both mafia families. Their life might look extravagant from a mundane point of view, but the danger it brings is not something that should be taken lightly.

"Forgot about that. It's your nickname." Rolling my eyes, I observed as two others entered the room – Lorenzo Francesco, the son of the Chicago Don, and Miguel Garcia, the eldest son of the Miami Cartel. Noticeably absent was Aleksei Petrov, the true representative of the Bratva, whose immigrant father had secured the Philadelphia syndicate through brutal means. Aleksei, much like his father, was seen as a merciless force, more savage than a respected member of the mafia.

"I will try this application." A little hesitant, but curious, Arsenio pressed the application. [Welcome to the Strongest Mafia System type 1.] [Press Yes, for the next step.] Arsenio pressed 'Yes' as instructed. [NEW DATA] [Name: Arsenio Bagas Guan.] [Age: 30 years old.] [Race Type: Human.] [Position: Mafia System Owner.] [Action Points: 750.] [Victory Points: 600.] [Skill: 300/1000.]

She snickered a little bit and we heard the laughs of Javier following suit. The sound of legs shuffling continued. Javier's voice was a lot closer to the recorder now. ‘Javier: Let me tell you a little secret. I have a bigger mission than just being the head of the Italian mafia. I also want to rule the Russians and have everyone under one umbrella. And you know what? Nina here will help me, she has been my eyes and ears in the Russian home.’ ‘Diego: You bastard. Was getting married to Marianna compulsory?’

Antonio’s Headquarters – The Meeting of Four Mafia Leaders Inside the main meeting room of Antonio’s mansion, tension crackled in the air, thick with unspoken threats and unyielding authority. At the long table, facing a massive map of New York, four mafia leaders sat across from each other. Antonio Franches stood at the head of the table, his piercing gaze sweeping over his new allies. To his right, Rafael Montenegro, the formidable mafia boss of Los Angeles, a man of influence who controlled the West Coast’s drug and arms trade.

If you're all about safe, good-guy heroes in your romances, this might not be your cup of tea. Each of these Mafia Men carries their own set of scars, desires, and strengths, seeking partners who accept them as they are, without expecting them to change. They're looking for compatibility, not someone who wants to mold them into something they're not. Consider this your final heads-up: Marco Costello is not your typical romantic lead. »»————————«« Trigger Warning: The following book contains imagery that may be distressing to some readers, including violence, gore, sexual content, and crude language. Reader discretion is advised.

CASPIAN. I didn’t want Carla to dance with that bastard, Leo Monterobio. He was part of the Mafia, working as Marco Rossi’s second in command. A known womaniser and a very dangerous fellow. I didn't want him even an inch close to Carla. Just seeing him sit close to her had my blood boiling. I wanted to gouge his eyes out for staring at her like she was a piece of meat. I wanted to knock his teeth out for smiling at her like he was in a toothpaste ad.