Mafia Boss Office Novels & Stories

So since then they stopped asking questions whenever Lucius got a new company, but what they didn’t know was that Boss was a mafia boss and a ruthless one who takes whatever he wants without asking. “Good, see you the next time we have a physical meeting, there is some stuff we need to discuss,” Lucius said and then ended the meeting. He closed his laptop and stood up from his seat and went outside, his secretary was still waiting at his office. He bowed when Lucius walked past him and then proceeded to enter his office to tidy it up before he went home.

she asked, and Mina stopped in her tracks; she glared at the female. "So, can I come uninvited?" she asked coldly, and the receptionist shivered. "You can," she said, and gently moved her hands, pointing straight at the door. "Good." Mina pushed through the heavy door into the inner suite of the site. The mafia boss sat behind a scarred wooden desk, lighting another cigarette. His eyes narrowed as she approached, and Mina dropped a thick bundle of cash right in front of him. "Christian has become cocky," she said flatly. "He needs to be dealt with."

Aria added, and I gave a small nod as I eyed the stairs. “Do you both mind if I go upstairs to talk to her?” I asked calmly, and they both exchanged looks. “It’ll just be for a bit,” I added, already getting up. I wasn’t one to wait around anyways, so might as well get it over with. “I doubt if this is safe,” Jean muttered, and Aria chuckled. “He’s a mafia boss. Scary sisters must be a walk in the park for him,” she said, wiggling her brows, and I let out a breathy laugh as I approached the stairs.

Taken by itself, the place looks like the hidden lair of a shifty hedge witch, not a part of the luxuriously appointed apartment of the biggest mafia boss. The said mafia boss is currently sitting behind the massive mahogany desk in the middle, surrounded by even more paraphernalia of his trade. A few multicolored glass beakers, an hourglass and several leather-bound volumes have been pushed into a half-circle on the flat surface to make space for him to work. The fresh scent of the flowers in the vase resting on the windowsill behind him is blending with the crisp smell of ink the Omega is using to pen a missive that has his complete attention.

It was only when the sky began to darken outside my office window that I realised Matteo had not come back to the office, and a sense of unease overcame me. 'Perché non era tornato a dirmi cosa stava succedendo con lei?' [Why had he not returned to tell me what was going on with her?] My thoughts ran wild as I thought of my golden-haired beauty being carried to the Medical Centre. I had pushed it to the back of my mind, but she had looked to be in a serious condition. Pushing back my chair, I got to my feet and reached for the jacket to my suit, which I had slung over one of the overstuffed sofas that faced the floor-to-ceiling windows in my office. A smile played on my face as I gazed at th

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.

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.

The room was exquisite, they were led into the living room by Melaye, there were more men in the living room, there were doors leading to various part of the apartment, Victor noticed the way they stared at them suspiciously “Follow me” Melaye said and led them to an office where the Mexican boss was then Melaye left the room. The boss was standing before a table close to his castor chair as he poured whiskey into a glass, there were two men sitting on the visitor chairs that faced the table, there was a black man standing behind the boss, four Mexican gunmen with AK47s stood at corners of the room.

She wouldn't give him the pleasure of seeing her sweat. She sat in his office, staring around the large, cold area. She couldn't believe that something this chic would be located in the back of a restaurant. Everything in his office was black and white, including the art work on the walls. She assumed one of his paintings was probably worth more money than she made in a year. He didn't have any personal pictures on his desk like a lot of businessmen do. Or at least how they portrayed it in movies. He actually didn't have a desk. It was just a large glass table with a fancy chair on the opposite side of her.

Anna as the plate fell from her hand and shattered on the floor ...... The mafia boss and his entourage stopped right in front of the company and Jason mowed as he stepped out of the car "Is everyone here?" The mafia boss asked "Yes, we are all waiting for you" Jason said as he led the mafia boss inside They walked towards the conference room for the meeting and the securities had to stand outside while Jason and the mafia boss walked in and Jason bolted the door The mafia boss walked in to see there was no one in the conference room except a man dressed in black that was facing the window