Mafia Background For Google Meet Novels & Stories

“Yes, sir?” “Do not escalate this beyond internal handling.” A brief pause. “Understood.” She left, closing the door without sound. Marcus Stone did not belong to the mafia organization, not really. He was a workman. Every structure like mine requires them, individuals positioned at specific points in the system where technical skill is necessary but full context is not. They are recruited for competence, and loyalty. Given access to perform function, not to understand the purpose. Marcus handled reconciliation across several of our European subsidiaries.

Killian cleared his throat as he said, “you look good." “I know." I replied, paying him no mind. I felt his gaze on me again but I ignored as I continued looking out the window and planning. Soon, we had arrived at the venue. I'd heard the driver calling it ‘The Meet-up'. It was where most of the Italian Mafia events took place. It was a large mansion. I stepped out of the car and put my hand in Killian's as we walked into the large room and immediately we did, I felt all eyes on me.

Emma assured Lizzie. "Thank God" Lizzie breathed a sigh of relief. Emanuel immediately texted Marco, that Emma wants to talk to the boss and they are coming over to the 'Liquid tonic'. Luca is having a video conference with the ten in his pub 'Liquid Tonic'. On the screen of his laptop, 9 other faces are staring at him. They are the ten in the mafia world. If one is in trouble, the others would be ready to help him. So like, when united, you are more powerful than when you are divided. The ten is more powerful because they are united.

That is a ridiculous name indeed. The meeting went on and I was incredibly frustrated as time passed. I now had my legs crossed atop the table and another cigarette in between my fingers. My head was slightly tilted back as I listened to Sabre talk about the mafia. What deals they have managed to secure. Or who they have pissed off. I was more interested in our position and wealth acquired.

“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

I told him as I waved him goodbye. I went back inside and saw that Camilla had finished doing everything I asked her to, she was also dressed and ready to go to the meeting with me. "Now, this meeting will have some of the most powerful men in the mafia world in attendance. Do not look at anyone straight in the eyes, don't be rude or do anything stupid" I warned her. I had to warn her because any wrong move would make her dead. "I won't do anything stupid" she told me. "Promise me" I insisted.

I knew that child in her womb is mine even though she had denied it but the expression on her face had said otherwise. I decided to go home, to prepare for tomorrow, the mafia Gala, a special celebration among the mafia where all mafia meet up in odd hours. It is exclusively for mafias and any intruder found there will be beheaded. These mafia Gala has been for years and it has been passed on to successors. Different mafia activities go on this particular day, trading, gambling, drugs and others. Many mafia don’t like missing this event as it is the only time everyone gets to see their long time friends and relatives.

Ohhh boy, he isn't going to let this topic go easily. I groan at constantly being treated like a baby. "You know aiden and roseline are our very close friends. We kinda brought up together. So both Aaron and rosaline is like you and Janice to us. For once I would have considered approving Aaron for you but not after all the heroic sh*t. I am going to tell you something ella and I want you to listen to me with open mind." I don't know why but anxiety starts to arising inside me. "Aaron runs a mafia clan. He's the king of America mafia. The ultimate leader." By each passing word my mind seals automatically. My breathe hitched, brain got jammed and body refuse to move. How many more shocks are

I could feel it grazing it. "Have you ever heard of the Mafia?" I think I just gulped down an invisible apple. --- So apparently he's in the mafia. Not only that... he's literally a mafia boss. A fucking Italian mafia boss. I am toast. I am screwed. I am fucked. Holy shit. Ethan, please come and get me. I don't think I can stomach the thought that I'm hanging out with a crime boss. "You seem nervous, amore. I thought you are just going to have a meeting with your friend." He had a mischievous smirk right in his handsome face.

I scaredly went out of the booth and placed the orders on the kitchen counter, and relaxed a bit. AIDEN’S POV. Today in the office, when I was reading a file trevor called and remind me about the mafia meating which was taking place in some fucking restaurant. Ahhhh the shitty and small place that I am not even aware of exist on this planet. I bet it is not even good enough, for any meeting purpose, but somehow I agreed and kept the meeting at 3:00 in the evening. When it was time, I informed leo to prepare my car and also tight the security, as I don’t want to take any risk while having my meeting.