Mafia Bodyguards Novels & Stories

Five guards step out of it, and fall into step behind me instantly. With my phone in a pocket, and a pistol in my hand; eyes filled with deathly fury as we approach. The moment I step in, the sight before me makes my heart stop. Not because its new, I've seen thousands of dead bodies, it was worse after an all out war between two ruthless mafia Lords. What made my heart stop is the implication. "This is a lot." I mutter, noting the extent of damage that had been done. The thought of innocents being murdered, and killed for something they didn't do or had no idea of; makes my heart ache.

He said the last line with a bitter tone in his voice. I huffed, “Oh please! As if you care! For all I know you are waiting for something to happen to me so you can feel less guilty about being a terrible father.” His eyes shone with something I couldn't place. Was he hurt? Not possible! “Effective immediately you will be assigned a new bodyguard.” All traces of the look I thought I had seen were gone. Mr. “Greek god” stepped forward. Father never put men in my security detail except for my driver Kelvin. He only did that because Kelvin was ugly as hell.

He screamed as he threw the gun away and rushed to hold his eye "Fuck!" He cussed and I chuckled, "An associate to the mafia dare not double cross their capo. He also dares not try to kill him instead, his duty is to protect the capo whether the capo is there or not. You, Rapheal, have failed in doing any of your duties as an associate" "No, don't kill me" he cried with one of his hands up in surrender. He was bleeding profusely from his left eye. "Why shouldn't I? You tried to kill me twice" I reminded him but instead, he began to shake as he spoke,

"We've been kidnapped?" "Yes." "Who are they after? You or me?" she asked. "I'm not sure," Noah replied, his voice deep and his tone grave. "But what is certain is that they are not ordinary people." Noah’s bodyguard was a retiree of special forces, and under normal circumstances, dealing with five or six thugs posed no problem. However, when he found the bodyguard, he was covered in injuries, each one potentially fatal. The assailant had displayed an alarming level of ruthlessness and precision, indicating a background in professional training.

Now I was back to risking everything—every piece of myself—for her again. Hired as a bodyguard. Assigned to serve a certain CEO. I didn’t get the full details. I didn’t ask. I didn’t want to ask. When you’re drowning, you don’t check the rope somebody throws at you—you just hold on. The pay was high, unbelievably high. Almost suspiciously high. But I needed it. I needed it desperately. Jasmine needed urgent treatment. And the loan sharks… They’d been hunting us for almost two years. Knocking. Threatening. Following. Our lives had become a cycle of whispering, hiding, praying no one found us.

“The Irish mob planted a guard in the New York cosa Nostra to learn secrets about the business since the don has refused to merge ,and the guard was killed . The revenge plan was to kill he’s girlfriend and take Mr Adams hostage until the don agrees to merge business or handover …or so we figured” He’s girlfriend? The don distributed the files across the table as the woman was talking until it got to me . It was pictures of the dead guard and pictures of Cain and I as we boarded the jet earlier. This is so scary and overwhelming . Someone was watching us? My hands trembled as I held the pictures . I felt a hand squeeze my thigh from the split on my dress ,it send shivers down my spine and I

It was Sunday morning and Gio was out for the day. He had to leave the house and go to the family business somewhere in town. I didn't even know they have a family business... Back to the point, everyone was out and I had the house all to my own for the day. Gio had protested for an hour before Raffaello him finally convinced that I was completely safe with all the security around. But even though it was safe. Gio made them double the security around here. Again. So, there were ten people in the house and twenty-four around the house. I counted them myself when I walked around the garden.

In the eyes of the bodyguards, Robin Luciano is the one who saved their lives. However, it is undeniable that he remains a mafia boss. Robin's actions aren't entirely good. He has also hurt someone when he feels it is necessary. Elio is well aware of this, as he is Robin's personal bodyguard who is always present when Luciano's illegal business is conducted. However, shooting Antonio was the most terrifying thought that Elio had. He felt compelled to inform someone who could detain Robin, as none of the bodyguards dared go against him.

The scent of sweat, cigarettes, and musky cologne hung in the air like a chandelier, there were pictures on the wall that were some kind of modern art, the furniture looked plain, uncomfortable, leather, and black. My eyes landed on a man sitting at the center of the room. A long metal table with paper strewn across the surface separated me from who I assumed to be the new bodyguard standing in front of him, he was flanked by men holding large assault rifles, some I hadn't seen before in my life and that said a lot about the kind of people the mafia often had to go into dealings with. I could smell them from where I stood, they were bloodthirsty men like we were but they were different and t

Crossing her legs, Alessia spoke to her boss, "Why do you need me here? I was under the impression that we were rivals now after you know my real identity." "Oh, you didn't know? As the number one mafia in the country I don't make enemies that easily Alessia, like a strong women like you who protect me from many craps. How I can even think about it", Damon said but he chuck when Alessia gave him the infamous "don't-fuck-with-me" smile.