Mafia 3 Underbosses Novels & Stories

"Yeah?" "Since Vincenzo isn't picking up... do you have Scott Mancini's number?" Rino let out a short, dry laugh, "Alessia, Scott Mancini is the Underboss of the Cosa Nostra. Who doesn't have that asshole's number?" I gasped, nearly dropping my fork. "Rino! He is not an asshole!"

Ranging from small-scale mafia to international cross-country mafia, they must know ElWagner’s strength even though they have never seen him in person. ElWagner is led by 8 secret leaders and Lucas is one of the eight leaders—a mobster who manages underground trade routes. Smuggling weapons, drugs, and even dealing with political power. One of the biggest projects ElWagner undertook was destroying the Russian government a few years ago—taking control of them and controlling their political positions.

It was then that I remembered what the internet said when I decided to check him up. BRYCE GILBERT BILLIONAIRE. OWNER OF THE BIGGEST CONGLOMERATE IN THE COUNTRY, ROURMED TO BE THE LEADER OF THE POWERFUL GILBERT MAFIA GANG. It’s been said that the Gilberts was a mafia family lineage, known to be the most powerful mafia gang. The government couldn’t arrest them because they were part of the government too. Hence their, prolonged existence. My line of thought was suddenly interrupted when I heard shouts.

I was covered in blood so we throw the weapons in the bag and hid them in the car before going to Enzo's mansion Once we got there Alex called Ben and told him to keep the boys in their room. Once we got the message saying they were asleep I walked in and everyone moved away from me "Who are these people?" I asked looking at the people I don't know "I'm Reuben Petrov and this is my brothers Ivan and Sergei," "Russian Mafia. What do you want?" I asked "Luna Arora Darwin Williams hand in marriage," Sergei said "My brother is kidding. We know Luna is your girl. We're here for an alliance," Reuben said

L U C A C R O V E T T O I Stood outside the door of the imperial suite with three of my men, my fist still clenched from the force of my knock, the manager's nervous whisper still lingered in my ear “she said she's not interested, please forgive her” He knew better, he had to plead on her behalf But I wasn't there to make a scene , I was here to get what I want. And what I wanted was that suite. Just a little escape from “ a human tragedy” the daughter of a rival mafia family “ the Barralis”

I had danced with him this evening and it only fueled my fear for this man, his ice-cold demeanor and darkness-riddled eyes scared me to my core. The men were sitting around a big table, they were playing poker while the thick smoke of cigars filled the room along with the crystal tumblers filled with whiskey. Capo sat at the head of the table next to him was the Underboss and then the Enforcer, Lorenzo Vitelli, and in front of them was Marco Costello, Capo's closest cousin. The room was filled with black suits, and darkness-riddled eyes that were cold and calculated. There were a few other men present in the room too but I didn't recognize them; their demeanor suggested power and authority.

I turned and walked away, my heels striking the stone floor. “Remember this. Whoever I choose to lift can become an underboss. Whoever I choose to destroy can only end up as trash.”

"What else?" "Did our great Underboss hope I'd give him a bastard heir after one night?" Grant crushed the glass bottle in his hand. Beads of blood seeped from between his fingers as he threw the shards into the trash can with a clatter. "You know if you had dared to give birth to it, I would have strangled it with my own hands." In my last life, that was exactly what he did. That tiny life, snuffed out before it could even draw a breath. Grant had pinned my jaw, forcing the bitter potion down my throat.

Then he raised his leg and put his foot on his palm which was on the ground. The man on the ground felt immense pain but he did not dare to make any noise. The man with deathly aura was none other than Vikramaditya Bhardwaj. He is the king of the underworld mafia, also known as ‘The Mafia King’ in the human world. However, he had another identity as well. An identity of a werewolf. But not an ordinary but Alpha. He is the most fearsome, ruthless, and the most cold-blooded Alpha of the largest pack of the continent – The Silent Anguished Howlers.

he asked as he examined me. “No, I'm okay, thank you,” I replied politely. I didn’t want to give up on him because I didn’t know what he had in store for me. He nodded and beckoned for one of his men to come. I stared at his suit. It was screaming affluence. It was then that I remembered what the internet said when I decided to look him up. "BRYCE GILBERT BILLIONAIRE. OWNER OF THE BIGGEST CONGLOMERATE IN THE COUNTRY, ROURMED TO BE THE LEADER OF THE POWERFUL GILBERT MAFIA GANG"