Mafia Boss Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

I take a deep breath and nod. Sebastian Ferreira, better known as Dio, is the biggest mafia boss in Rome. He's in charge of most of Europe and he has some strong ties with the Mexican mafia as well. Everything that's happening in the city right now has something to do with him. And his presence in Rome means it's going to get even more dangerous out here.

Vasili seriously mutters, not as their cousin but as Boss of the biggest Mafia. ****tbc****

I just shook my head at him and smiled a little. "Eh? What type are you Reian? I heard that the 1st Mafia Boss here is handsome...what's his name?" Brenda asked Maureen, Maureen pouted as if she was thinking deeply. "Hellion....ah yes! Hellion, I heard he is the most handsome in the whole Mafia World hehehe" They both giggled. Even I was surprised by what they said but I couldn't help but smile. They don't know me being owned by Saint after all. So I have no right to hate the male flesh of my entire system.

Mia said silently as the club was starting to get filled up. I looked puzzled what did she mean by the boss world, is it because he owns a strip club, I must have said that aloud because Mia responded “Ohh wait, you don't know” she said I looked at her, still puzzled “know what” “The boss is The Ares Valentino” I still looked at her with the same expression, like girl how do you expect me to know who that is, is he a celebrity or what. She face palmed herself for the second time tonight and said “I can't believe you don't know him, he is a Mafia boss who is feared and known in the country, with a body like that of a Greek god, one I could definitely eat up….”

6 "Yes of course, who hasn't? They are one of the strongest mafias all around the world," "Yes that's true, and who is their boss Anastasia?" "Could you ask a dumber question I clearly don't know! Neither does the rest of the world," I roll my eyes, "I do," "Yeah right," "You're so delusional Anastasia, the boss is a very close friend of mine," "Oh really?" "Yes Anastasia, do you want to know his name?" "Yeah," "Okay, Anastasia, his name is Luca, Luca Phoenix, you're looking at the boss of the 'Phoenix' mafia," 1

The dark and gloomy fortress of the mobster Andrei Borisov stood majestically atop a hill on the outskirts of the city. An imposing mansion of Gothic style, surrounded by tall stone walls and guarded by armed men, whose shadows cast menacingly over the corridors illuminated by dim lights. The air was filled with the smell of tobacco and whisky, an oppressive atmosphere that reflected the cold and ruthless personality of the mafioso. Andrei, a man with a penetrating gaze and a stern expression, walked with a firm step among his henchmen.

Rosalina tried not to stammer, while I read the expression on her face and it seemed as if she was sure that Gin was murdered just as how the corps had reported it, unlike Mr and Mrs Stone who still doubt their daughter was murdered, even though they seemed to have slight hope that the picture and video weren't true. "Tell me." I moved intimidatingly towards Rosa who seemed to have started fearing me at the moment. Well, I'm my father's daughter. "What do you know about Sullivan," I demanded. "I---" She stuttered along with some Sicilian words coming from her mouth which I didn't care to know the meaning of. "Sullivan is a mafia boss huh?" I asked with a little hope that she would prove me r

"I just taught her a little lesson about wandering where she doesn't belong and taking things that aren't hers." With that, she hung up. I didn't hesitate. My thumb found my fiancé's contact, and I hit dial. One ring. Two. Three. He picked up on the fourth. Music blasted through the speaker—something classical and expensive, the kind of music that cost more per hour than most people made in a month. Crystal glasses clinked in the background. The annual gathering of the five mafia families was already in full swing. "Anthony," I said, keeping my voice steady, "your mother is in the east wing of the estate. Your secretary, Lilian, is assaulting her. You need to get there now, or—"

Dario asked, leaning in closer. ​"I have a pretty close contact," Max explained with a dark glint in his eyes. "He's a mafia boss, but he isn't tied to any of the major syndicates. He runs a small operation, but that's exactly his advantage. He can kill people freely and wash his hands clean." ​Dario frowned, trying to process the information. "You mean he commits the crimes but pins the blame on the major syndicates?" ​Max nodded, a wicked smile spreading across his face.

"I would like to leave the house more.am getting stir fried crazy from being indoors all day.i wasn't aware that I am a prisoner here ". "You are not a prisoner.you can go wherever you want, just not alone".Enzo frowns at me.dropping his cutlery to stare at me. "So I will have to go out with bodyguards.people will look at me funny".I roll my eyes. "No one will dare to look at my wife funny.you are supposed to go out with them anyways.people will look at you funny if you are seen without bodyguards.bad people will target you.you are the wife of a mafia boss.it Is for your own safety,mia Moglie ".