Mafia Boss Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

But on the other hand, I also felt worried about what he said earlier. “Farah, my work always involves something scary.” I had suspected this, but for now, I held back from responding because I wanted to hear everything he was hiding. He looked at me as if trying to strengthen himself before speaking again. “Boss Michael and I come from a very famous mafia group. The Noctis; Boss Michael is the leader.” Hearing this made me freeze instantly; my mind went blank because I didn’t know what to say. All this time, I had known that the mafia were terrifying criminals, involved in dangerous and tense lives. It was no wonder Diego got injured.

And then he froze on one of the name. "Dimitri Novikov," he said slowly. "I know that name." My gaze snapped to him. "You do?" He nodded. "Yeah, he is part of the Russian Mafia, he used to run weapons and drugs in the north. I know his son, his name is Pyotr. The guy is a ruthless bastard, we crossed paths in Milan four years ago, when I was away for business. All I can tell you is he doesn't like Italians much. But he hates the Bianchis even more."

I listened intently, trying to understand the complexities of his empire. “As you know, I'm the most powerful and influential mafia lord in the city, not someone you fiddled with for any reason! I own and control more than half of the city! I always call the shots!” He disclosed, hitting his chest boastfully, basking in his pride. Irritated by his arrogance, glared at him and looked away. He still didn't stop. “I own the malls, the storehouses, the restaurants, the bars, the clubhouses, and other businesses! So many of them!” He continued, adding to my aggravation.

My mind had been running all night, thinking about Bella, and how I could make things right with her without hurting her. I stepped into the kitchen and made myself a quick cup of black coffee with no milk and sugar. The bitterness felt right. Just as I sat down at the table, my phone buzzed again. It was a message, it was from Rico. "Turn on the news. We're trending." I grabbed the remote and flicked on the TV. It was already on one of the local channels. And there it was. Big bold letters flashing across the screen: "BREAKING: Billionaire Aurora Moore Linked to Mafia Money Laundering Scandal."

Family: Raphael Lockwood (father) Alex (mother deceased) , Michael Lockwood (younger half brother), Amelia Wood (younger sister) Friends: Jason Moore (best friend) ******* Meet Gabriel Lockwood ******* My name is Gabriel Lockwood but everyone calls me Gabe. In the mafia world, I am known as The Heir. That’s all because of my father. Raphael Lockwood. I took over the Italian mafia in New York City around two years ago. Father decided to step down and I took over. My sister is the leader of the British Mafia in New York while Michael decided he doesn’t want anything to do with this business. He is the CEO of Lockwood enterprises and he is doing really well for himself.

The Mafia boss was Jeong Sung-ho "What's going on in your that little head?" Dea observed his face carefully, it was obvious that he was thinking something deeply. She recalled what he just said. Could it be that he had some connection with a Mafia boss and never told her about that Myung-dae kept creating threads of theories in his head, didn't hear her "Lee Myung-dae!" she slapped her palm on the desk loudly. "Yes, Boss!" he jumped from the chair spontaneously, bowing his head down

That’s what the security guard from the entrance says, though. And by the looks of the bartender, he never thought that this young boy would become a thug looking man's boss. “Uhm, Boss?” The huge build man came over again. This time, he’s holding a phone with someone’s name flashed on the screen. It was the CEO of Gambino Group of Company, one of their company’s huge investor. “Liam of Gambino is looking for you. He says that you need to come at the office for immediate meeting about the finance rate of the company. You have to come or else their investments will be pulled out.”

I shuddered, not liking the attention. Carlisle continued, gesturing toward a man with thick muscles and a face that looked like it had taken one too many hits. “Dante Moretti. He’s old-school mafia, no frills, just violence. His girlfriend, Rosa, is a bit out of place here, but she’s harmless.” I looked at Rosa, whose bright smile and bubbly demeanor seemed completely at odds with the grim faces around her. She seemed out of place, just like me.

She looked at me and when she realized that I was not going to be the one answering, she slid her gaze back to Mario. He sighed. “GC is Grande Capo, he is the Italian mafia boss here in NYC. Santiano is Ty’s old boss back in D.C., he owed GC some money and for interest, he handed Tyler to GC. Although,” Mario paused and locked his eyes with mine. A frown appeared on his forehead. “I still do not understand why he did that. I thought he considered your friend Lucas as his own flesh and blood and he knows how close you are to Lucas.”

Aurelio laughed. “Uh huh, sure!” his mom replied raising her two fingers in the air. She slowly nod her head with a smile “And my Grandpops, Mr Maynard..The boss, the CEO of Xithun organization. He is a Mob boss” he replied as her eyes went wide open. “A Mafia?!” she asked “Yep! Exactly, so I am such a wonderful son, I’ll be taking over the both of them except my mom’s business.. I don’t want that” he replied.