Mafia Bl Novels & Stories

A motherly colleague connected me with a wealthy wine family in Naples, where I became their financial analyst, working in their residence. Like any girl in my position, I took the job as a family financial analyst in the renowned wine industry owned by Mafia billionaires The Russo family, known as the undertakers, Naples Mafia royalty. The vinnoRicco, their wine company, is the envy of the industry, nestled in the heart of Italy’s vineyards. Working with vinnoRicco is a dream for everyone. The headquarters is an architectural masterpiece against lush vineyards, adorned with grapevine motifs and wrought iron accents. The estate includes a landscaped courtyard for tastings and gatherings.

sofie replied. Today's the day for the meeting between the two major mafia groups in London. I, Kiara Blade. I'm about to attend a meeting with my father Leo Blade, the leader of the Blade Mafia family, in order to sign a marriage treaty with the new Mafia lord of the Darkwood society. “Father, do you honestly believe that the Darkwood would really accept this treaty even after the 15 years war we have had with them?” I asked silently as we were on our way to the meeting site.

Mafia world! " What are you saying?" Ana questioned in her shaky voice. The way she reacted; he was sure that the girl wasn't aware of his boss darker side. " The murderer is my boss. He is the king of the Italian Mafia. He deals in different sector of business. The hotel in your town, where I work own by him. Not only that, but many more hotels, casinos bars and resorts in this country belong to him. And I work for him." Blaze elaborates watching her bewildered state.

“Someone told you where the cargo would be dropped. I want to know who it is.” Bedlam was quiet for a moment, his eyes with that of his other comrade which Alex caught immediately. Jude Bedlam and Daniel Gianni were powerful mafia bosses in their own way, still they knew not to cross him, they were in an alliance with someone and he needed to know who it was. “There is no mole.” He finally muttered.

He faced me by turning his chair around. The cruel enemy's name is Emir Alffiaco. He was a horrible man. When I say terrible, I mean awful. I'm talking about the kind of evil that involves prostitution rings and the exploitation of young women. To make my life a living misery, he is exploiting even the mafia. I will not stop seeking justice to ensure that he rots away in the deepest part of hell.

“Congratulations, Boss!” Without waiting for the celebration, Drake turned on his heel and walked out of the church. Amy followed closely behind, flanked by a sea of suits and heavy artillery. The moment the heavy church doors slammed shut behind them, the priest’s knees gave out, and he collapsed onto the altar floor, completely unconscious. Meanwhile, across the city, the atmosphere was entirely different. Inside the fortified syndicate of the Blood Pact Mafia. The second largest crime syndicate in Italy. Athan, a hardened man in his early fifties, sat high on a leather chair that served as his throne. The air in his private chambers was thick with the pungent, sweet scent of a heavy blunt

"No! How can I just climb on your back? Moreover, there's an injury on your arm." JK yells, "Just shut up and do as I say!" "No, I won't! Why are you showing me mercy now?" "I have never seen a stubborn girl like you." Grabbing her hand forcefully, he makes her lean on his back. "This man, seriously! How long are you going to force me? Will you ever let me live peacefully? When will you stop all this?" "When you love me more than I do." "I'll never fall for you." "You won't have to do it, baby. It will happen automatically. Just wait and see." "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Walk as soon as possible; I'm so hungry." "It's high time to learn how to control your hunger." "Yah, I've never seen a stupid

No one else would dare. I had escaped my father but I just basically went from frying pan to fire. Hakan was Scorpion, there was no doubt about it. I was in the arms of the deadliest and most feared mafia boss in the whole country and maybe further than that.

Damon was kneeling before Lucien begging for mercy, while Lucien held a gun to his head, he was trebling in fear, I had to do something even though I didn’t really care whatever happens to him, I didn’t want something bad to happen to anyone because of me so I had to also plead on Damon’s behalf I ran downstairs and knelt beside Lucien pleading with him so he doesn’t pull the trigger “Please Lucien don’t do what you would end up regretting, he’s not worth it” “Oh, but he was worth it last night, right? He stepped on mafia territory without permission, and you should know what happens to intruders by now…death” “I know, he’s sorry he didn’t know, please forgive him” “Forgiveness doesn’t work

Bria shouts. "Mia is not poor. She is wealthy. She made the Costa family the second most influential family in the Italian Mafia. Now go back to your parents and run your family business. Your father is getting old and will need his heir to run his business soon," I say. Bria looks at me with puppy dog eyes. It may work with her older lovers, but it does not work on me.