Mafia 3 Underbosses Novels & Stories

She wasn't even prettier than Redhead, his chihuahua. ------ Note - The typical structure within the Mafia is usually as follows; The Boss of all bosses; the underboss, second in command; consigliere, the adviser to the boss of a crime family; Caporegime, known as a captain; Soldato – Also known as a soldier, is the lowest level of mobster or gangster; Associate – a person who is not a soldier in a crime family, but works for them and shares in the execution of and profits from the criminal enterprise.

On hearing her words, a smile ghosted his lips. She had finally accepted that he was her man and there was no going back. "As you know, my beloved brother is the Capo dei Capi, the Capomandemanto, the don, and the godfather of the COSA nostra. My beautiful sister-in-law is Donna, the queen and is in charge of the nightlife and other affairs of the COSA nostra. I am the Underboss." He paused and continued "Ville is the Consigliere, also known as the f*cking advisor or right-hand man, and Alfonso is the Caporegime, the captain that oversees the soldiers."

I inquire, attempting to maintain my composure despite the rage brewing within. “Well, well, well… New Bratva, welcome to Chicago!” The man relinquishes his hold on Tatyana with a disrespectful smack on her rear. Tatyana’s expression nearly morphs into a smile as she gracefully saunters across the room to stand beside me and Misha. “Allow me to introduce myself,” he sneers. “I am Mario Alfonso, a sotto capo of the Chicago Outfit.” “So, you are the new Boss? Nikolai Fedorov?” he queries, his tone dripping with derision.

"What is a consigliere?" He laughed, "Ah, its literal translation is a councilor or councilman, but in the mafia ranks it means I'm third. Right behind the underboss who is second to the boss or don. Although technically, I should be underboss since Victor no longer is, but that's another story for another time," he smiled. "Does that also make you the gamma? Or are the pack and mafia separate?" "No, but yes. I am not gamma in the pack because I'm human."

Alara grows up locked in a gilded Istanbul mansion, kept safe but never free. Her father and beloved aunt Leyla treat her like treasure until she learns she is bait, meant to lure Kaan Demirhan, the man everyone calls a monster. When Kaan takes her to his island, they discover they were both raised on lies. Leyla, the person they trusted most, is the true villain behind every betrayal. Together with her loyal bodyguard Kemal and long-lost friend Elif, they defeat the evil plan, break the cycle of vengeance, and build a new life rooted in truth, love, and freedom.

“Just get this over with so I can go home.” “Indeed.” His expression sharpened. “What do you know of the mafia, Mia?” “As little as possible.” When she had first realized exactly what her father did, Mia had made a deliberate choice to avoid it at all costs. Her stepmother had helped shield her the best she could, and she had remained mostly ignorant toward the evil her father committed. “There are varying groups who oversee criminal activity in our fair city, but the three most powerful are the Irish, Italians, and Russians.” He

It was a night to remember; a perfect evening where nothing else seemed to matter. Meanwhile, across the city, in a dimly lit room thick with cigar smoke, a different kind of gathering was taking place. A long wooden table dominated the center, surrounded by men dressed in sharp suits. These were the top players in the city's underworld; here to meet their leader. Macholo, the underboss, sat back in his chair, fingers drumming lightly on the polished surface. His eyes flicked across the room, watching the capos; Yeyo, Lashar, and Marvin who were waiting in silence. Each man had a part to play in the next mission. Yeyo held a map of the city, Lashar played with his car keys, and Marvin sat qu

It was easy now, with just a look at him rubbing the purring tigers stomach, all the arousal vanished. "You killed a man yesterday." I started and he sighed "You and Leo killed that man, who are you Matteo, don't I get the right to know?" I know my question was direct and he knows I have an idea of what he does. Antonio was an underboss after all, I had scanty ideas of what was going on in the Italian Mafia. "I know you know what I do Mia Cara, don't pretend." He looked as if he wasn't fazed from my question, I wasn't judging him since I knew my parents were low members of the Mafia and the cellar door was a mafia owner's club.

Seems like the Marquisate is hiding something. The people were divided into three hierarchical groups. Nobles, commoners, and the ones who succumbed to the darkness, who people called underworlders. Underworlders are those people who are doing bad things to gain the best of the world. It could be the nobles or commoners. Though they are considered to be in the lowest in the hierarchical group as they do things that are considered as immoral. Underworlders are mafias, syndicates, gangs, and other illegal groups who kill for money. I was part of it. I killed for money. Though, most of my targets were the country’s most wanted criminals and families who gambled people’s lives for their own gain

Daniele said on the phone as Michael just chuckled. Daniele D'Ambrosio was his second in command. By the law of the mafia, he is the Mezzaluna family’s underboss. Whatever happens to Michael, he will take over as the boss of the family. The consigliere and head of the capo regime was Alba, so she basically controls the military, and is part of the head of the family as the third boss aside from Danile. The three of them have always been inseparable, so even if he was the boss, Daniela and Alba would always have the privilege to judge him and piss him off. Michael and Daniel were talking on the phone while Michael was in his office. Daniel was enjoying his honeymoon at the moment, and by the