Mafia Boss Guards Novels & Stories

The man raised his hand, and one of his guards brought in a briefcase and handover it to Gabe. "Boss it is the money" Alessandro raised his hand, and Gabe gave one of the guard a briefcase too. "Boss it is clear" The guard said. "Hmmm Such a powerful Mafia at the age of 26. Brave, fearless. I like you" The man said. "I know what you want to do mr smith, you are trying to distract me...but I am glad you know I am smart" he smirked. Alessandro pulled his gun, and pointed it to the man head. Their guards point the gun to each other.

"No! No. Celine, you can't do this to me. You're just a lucky whore being noticed by my boss, you think you're worth a lot. No matter what you do, you're just a whore." Annie knew that she couldn't change Celine's mind, so she screamed, yelled, and cursed Celine with dirty words, but the insults didn't last long. A few minutes later, Annie's screams were gone. The bodyguard came in, he held a small plate in his hand, his face was cold like his owner's, and there were some blood stains on his face, he put the plate down, then he said. "Celine, this is Annie's tongue, she fainted."

I looked at them. They were all in black. I didn’t need anyone to tell me that they were the mafia. This must be a mistake. It wasn’t possible. I wasn’t going to believe anything they had said.“100 million dollars? Do you know what you are saying?” I asked the leader of the men as I raised my head in defiance. “You can ask your grandfather” he smugly replied. I turned to my grandpa and saw that he had a similar expression on his face. Before my grandfather could speak, the gang leader beat him to it.“Hey you!” the leader called the other person and they moved towards me.

“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

Igor’s jaw clenched as he shared a harsh glare with Easton. “Sir, he wants to come inside,” the guard spoke into the phone again. More cars pulled in but they seemed heavy duty, military style. This wasn’t a wellness check. This was a raid. They were here for the new mafia boss. The brothers realized it too. Igor shot Easton a sharp look as another car door slammed outside. “Tell him to give us ten minutes,” Igor ordered. He kept voice calm, but his eyes darted with panic. “I’m not dressed. I had a woman with me. I’ll get ready and then open the door. Okay?”

"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 ".

Marco had vanished, he must’ve rushed to the eastern gate. It’s better for him to find that fcker. Just before stepping inside, my eyes were blazing with fury and vengeance. I growled at one of the guards, “Tell the Capo, I want the sniper alive.” Everything was in chaos, people were running around, and women were screaming. The mafia bosses of the families were surrounded by their bodyguards. Unlike our guards, who were trained to operate under extreme pressure and now stand firm in their positions, guiding people with steely precision.

With a sigh, I picked up the fork and poked at the meat a couple of times before I took a sip of water, just enough to wet my lips. The guards were gone, but I knew they weren’t far. The windows were sealed and the door was thick, it seemed heavy to push alone. I'm not thinking of running away. I don't stand a chance. Just like Alessandro’s men, the place was also guarded securely. Of course, no one can easily escape the den of the mafia lords. They were more securely guarded than the USP Marion. “You’re calculating. I like that.” The man got my attention. He leaned forward with his elbows on the table, amusement filled his eyes.

I got to dress like a classy office lady—the kind of wear I never thought would ever be on my body. As a girl who never went to college, the chances of a corporate job were next to none. It was the end of the day and the gallery was almost closing when a customer came in. Two guards walked in front of him and assessed the surroundings and he came in with two more guards behind him. "He's the Capo dei Capi of the Italian Mafia. Make sure you address him with a lot of respect. Don't do anything that will upset him. I hear he has a very short fuse."

“You can’t swear that!” “I can,” I said, voice steady. “I’m not in the mafia. I’m an agent for them. I use their network to protect my businesses. They help me safeguard my things, stop robberies, keep rivals out. In return, I move product for them. That’s all.” She stared, breathing hard. “You’re telling me the mafia keeps you safe?” “They keep my empire safe,” I said. “And now, that includes you and Liam. They won’t touch him. They know better.”