Novel & Cerita Mafia Boss Serie

After he stayed at the headquarters for almost five hours, Terrence returned inside the mansion to rest. All these mafia boss’ obligations drained him down. He could not believe it till now that a nerd who was once humiliated and despised would become the head of the largest organization in the country. He plopped his tired body on the bed. The memories of how it all began surged back into his head. He closed his eyes as he let the memory engulf him. It was a peaceful Saturday morning. The sun shone brightly and the warm breeze of midsummer air was like enticing people to go out and enjoy it, but young Terrence and Troy were busy reading and arguing about the history of their clan inside Ter

He hardly ever gets a rest, and that girl still gives him a pain in the ass," he added. My pupils drew more widely. The fact that he is linked with major organizations comes as a surprise to me because all along I had the impression that he was merely a CEO and a millionaire who owns a great deal of property, assets, and businesses. After overhearing Lorenzo refer to him as his big boss, it's possible that the presence of so many robotic bodyguards was the cause for this. Everything that was strange or unsettling is beginning to make more sense now. The moment he used the phrase "big boss," it was clear that he was a member of the mafia, right? Or, if that's not the case, he could be the bos

I said "Arora" dad said "You're going to quit and stop seeing him," Felix said "Are you fucking serious right now?" I asked him "I won't let you get hurt again," Dad said "You say that but yet if you do this you'd not only hurt me you'll hurt my daughter," I said "We're trying to protect you he's in the fucking mafia. The strongest mafia!" Dad said "My fucking soul. You're in the mafia! You actually thought I'm an idiot? You are the Don of the Italian mafia Dad. They keep hunting us because you are the head. Mom died because of this stupid mafia!" I yelled

Blackshot, an high illegal drug dealing tycoon and worse his hefty men were outside waiting for their boss not to mention having to deal with his twin brother, the shrewdest Mafia in all Mexico. "We are all FUCKED." Boss told his men while he shot a dangerous glare at Camila. His men thought they had heard those words but the obiviors was his scream. Everyone was startled to the bones most especially those cleaning. How will Boss go about this. He wasn't the slightest worried of Anna at the moment but the men waiting outside. He grabbed Camila by the throat. Maybe that way if he choked the life out of her, he will know what to do next. While he did so gunshots and screaming girls and women c

The drive gave me time to think about the gala, the heat with the Giordanos, Salvatore’s smug face after my punch, Hope's kiss, Hope’s mouth, Hope’s… I slammed the brakes harder on the next turn, shaking the thoughts off like water from my skin. Now wasn’t the time. I needed clarity. Discipline. Ice in my veins. The villa came into view at the top of the mountain. Remote, quiet, heavily guarded but from the inside. A place few people knew existed. A place that held one of the most dangerous truths of the Cosa Nostra. The real boss of the Mason family… the one everyone still believed was calling the shots, hadn’t left this villa in over two years.

He faced me by turning his chair around. The cruel enemy's name is Emir Alffiaco. He was a horrible man. When I say terrible, I mean awful. I'm talking about the kind of evil that involves prostitution rings and the exploitation of young women. To make my life a living misery, he is exploiting even the mafia. I will not stop seeking justice to ensure that he rots away in the deepest part of hell.

He said, and I nodded. I remembered when Stephano said something about la familgia and la familgia only deals with the mafia, I read about it from The Godfather it was a book I read and since they called him don then her was the ruler. “Alexander, you are the boss, you have a mafia organization, you are the ruler of the mafia” I said as I look up to see him frozen at the door, his hand was on the door handle. Slowly, he turned to me with surprise written on his face.

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 Islands provide most of the high e

Respect for Andrei extended not only to his followers but even to his most bitter enemies, who recognized his power and ability to maintain control in a city filled with rivalries and unbridled ambitions. From that night on, Andrei Borisov's name resonated even more strongly in the dark corridors of the criminal underworld. His coldness and cruelty became legends, and his shadow extended beyond the walls of his gothic mansion, reminding everyone that he was the most feared and respected mafioso in the country. ** Andrei Borisov's reputation as the most feared mafioso in the country was solid. His fortress was a place where loyalty was rewarded and betrayal was ruthlessly punished. His men kn

“You fucking killed Angelo! Why? What did he do that was so bad, Knight? Why did you kill him?” “I didn’t kill him, goddamn it!” I barked, not able to take it anymore. “I didn’t fucking kill him, Aria!” I stared at her tear-filled eyes. “Yes… I’m a mafia boss. I kill people for a living. I don’t bat an eye when I do it too—but I never killed Angelo,” I breathed as I reached out to wipe her cheeks. She flinched lightly, but I ignored it, wiping her tears away. "He’s alive," I breathed. I watched her eyes widen. "What?"