Romans & histoires Mafia Boss

Tony said simply. “What like the Mafia?” Said Grace shocked. “The Mafia is the Italian version, you already met Xan who is the Chinese Gang Syndicate leader and you already met the European one as well!" Tony said carefully. “Xan, that arsehole I just stared down?” Grace said and Tony nodded. "Who is the European one?” She asked quickly. Tony sighed and said “Kurt Blackwood!” There was a silence as the blood drained out of Grace’s face. She felt like someone had ripped her heart out and kicked her in the stomach at the same time.

he whispered and pulled her up from the ground. He led her back to the room and sat her down on the bed. "I know you don't remember me so let me introduce myself. I'm Alexander Miguel soon to be the boss of the Black mafia and you are my one way ticket through that door. I'll give you one minute to completely hand yourself over to me or I'm going to start killing everyone you love, no more beating around the corner," he whispered with a serious face. Siana looked into his face trying to crack the joke behind his words but she found nothing. He was being serious. The room was quite as his vicious eyes tore through her.

Selene backed away, eyes wide in fear. “W-What’s happening?” she asked as she spotted the masked man watching from the living room like a king surveying his chaos. The man stood. “I’ve made my decision,” he said. “I’ll take one of them as compensation. But I’ll also be taking your company, Mr. Madrigal—and everything you own.” “No! Not my company!” Papa cried out. “Your daughter isn’t worth two billion,” the man said coldly. “Even if I take everything you have, it still won’t be enough.”

John's pov It wasn't anything new for dad to be that cold hearted. In fact, besides his associates, he only ever approves of a loan when he knows the borrower can't pay back, then he has to take something worth more than what was borrowed; something he only had to invest in a little and it brings in ten times more money that was lost. We're the mafia, shady business like that is what we do. I was left to my thoughts in my office, afterall, the only important work that needed my attention was in dad's private room and I wanted to be far away from him at that moment.

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.

Another day he had mentioned saying he has his own black deed but he's honest. Thinking back, iris remembered Maximo had yelled at her once, saying something about the rule. Now that everything fall into space, she understand the real hard work behind his wealth, his professional workers and staffs and his real profession. He is a Mafia Boss and not just anyone, but the Italian Mafia man who has many peoples, members and staffs at his beck and call. He's not only powerful but was dangerous too , he's not only cruel but was kind hearted.

I turned my attention again to him as he started in a very dominated deep voice. ' I am a Devil. The owner of this mansion and all the men and women working here Works for me... You know what mafia is?' I shook my head in no. I don't know what is this mafia. He sighs and continued. ' Well, the mafia is a big organization which does some... I mean all illegal works. We are all bad peoples, really bad. And I am their boss. That's enough for your little pretty head'

His voice was icy as the snowdrops during winter. I shook my head. I didn't. I didn't know that he was Capo Dante, the ruthless Mafia Lord who'd end a life, with just a single order. I didn't know that he was the Capo of the most powerful 'Ndrangheta in Italy. I didn't. “I am a Mafia boss, Grenade. I could kill you right now, and no one would care. And don't you ever try to negotiate with me.” He drawled slowly, his tone ominous.

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.

That was all an act which he put on in front of the world. My name is Serra, and this is our story. Three years ago.... In a high end chrome and glass building, a young man was standing in the middle of a huge carpeted room in front of the floor to ceiling wall. He is looking at the sea which looks stormy, just like him. He is wearing a black suit which hugs his broad shoulders and trim down to his waist like a second skin. His long muscular legs look imposing in his black slacks. He is none other than the Mafia boss of the Nividea. Nividean islands are a group of several islands nearby the US. He rules these Islands with an iron fist. And to say that these Is