Mafia Boss Style Novels & Stories

“Well , I’m a stylist myself “ I caught her eyes looking down at my uniform…. “Just not at the moment” I chuckle a little and continue. “You know I styled Cain for all the galas he attended in Italy. You must have seen the pictures online” I smile at her , my confidence increasing and my voice becoming firmer seeing that she’s reacting positively to my charms. “You travelled with him? …to Italy?” She asked unsure or probably not believing. “Yes …he needed a ..uhm….maid” I definitely said the last part with a clenched jaw.

The first thing she noticed when she entered was a huge wolf head in front She rolled her eyes, convinced that the Boss of the iron vine was some kind of Alpha bro. She was already picking up on things that she could use in her favor against him. Her mother used to say that You can always tell a lot by a man by the shoe they wear and their house decor. .she already knew one thing about him. He was egoistical which wasn't much information considering most Mafia lords were but it was an important part of his personality that she could use against him. She followed the guard into the mansion, noting the opulence of the interior. It was largely decorated with old looking paintings and artifacts.

He looked at Amelia with a cool, indifferent gaze. "So tell me, why do you want to see me?" he asked, his voice smooth but carrying an edge of authority. Amelia, with a sense of urgency and frustration, blurted out, "I want to pay you to deal with someone! Beat her up, but don't kill her!" Her words hung in the air, causing the mafia boss to pause briefly, his expression unreadable. After a moment of silence, the boss's lips curled into a smirk, and he began to laugh, the sound mocking and dismissive.

The man couldn't even look at Gabe. He breathed out and folded the letter that his employee passed to him. "I'll wire you money to use for your medication. Make sure you heal and come back here healthier," Gabe said. She was surprised. Her eyes were glued at him. Her heart was pounding—she was melting. Have you ever been amazed by someone's kindness? Well, it was her first time to admire someone. Gabe Clyborne—a Mafia boss. He's far from what he knows about him. They said he's cold-hearted. No, he's not. Just right now, Larisa proved it and witnessed it with her own eyes.

Never had he behaved like this. No. He is the boss. A mafia boss. He wasn't supposed to act out of his wits. Taking a deep breath, he raked his fingers through his thick wavy hair that now reaches few inches above his shoulder, his blueish eyes zeroed on the never-ending route in front of him.

I was eating my food - which actually turned out to be really tasty - in peace, while scrolling through my phone reading the morning news, when I felt someone watching me. There's no easy way to explain it, but being in the mafia means you'd have to watch your back always, even with allies. So, ever since I was a teenager, it was pretty easy to detect when I was being watched. It didn't feel malicious or anything, but when I looked up, sure enough the waitress was staring at me, but quickly looked away when our eyes met, searching behind the counter for something. That was when I really looked at her. I only saw it for a split second, but her eyes were the prettiest shade of blue, no kidding

She stops at the head of the table. “Good day gentleman. You can all stand up. The Boss will be entering now” she says and her voice sounds familiar but I just cannot place where I have heard it before. The Boss enters the room with a black cloak covering his face. He walks around the room and takes the seat at the head of the table, right below the vent where Lilliana and I are hiding. The Boss places his hands on the arm rests and I notice a ring on his left small- finger. Johnny has told me about these rings, he has one just like it. The rings are a symbol of your position and rank as a Mafia boss. This Boss has the same symbol on his ring that Johhny has. It carries the engraving of a fa

"So, what's going to be your answer? Come on, man, if you won't hook on him, I will! And I will steal your child so that we will have a happy family!" I throw her a deadly look before finally giving up. This girl is really getting into my nerves. "He's a hot looking man. And he looks rich. A guy beside him, I don't know -- a personal bodyguard, maybe? -- calls him Boss. And he's like... Six and a half foot tall... or more?" "Oh my God! Adonis!" she squealed and I quickly gently pushed her back to her position for work. I went back into waiting for the customer and Angie scoots back over to my side.

Hyun-woo exclaimed angrily. His three loyal men, Hwangbu, Dong Hyun, and Gunwoo, accompanied him in the black van. These three individuals had served him faithfully for a long time and were his most trusted men. The four of them looked like quadruplets because they dressed in identical suits and wore the same Venetial Full Masks. Their physical appearances were also similar, making it impossible for anyone to identify the true mafia boss. The only distinguishing feature was the number of diamond tattoos on their left arms. The boss had three, while his men had two. However, since the boss never revealed his face, none of them knew his true identity.

With that, he walked towards his wardrobe making everyone sigh in relief even though their bodies didn’t stop trembling and they wouldn’t till he will be out of the mansion. Cyrus Sylvester. A notorious yet narcissistic mafia boss in history. He loves praising himself and having power in his hands. He loves having control over the things he wants. No matter if it’s human or mere things. He’s not only a ruthless mafia boss but also known as a merciless smiley billionaire as well. Whenever he destroys someone’s business or is planning to do something which only evilness can define he always has a sinister smile on his lips. “Creed you are here finally.” The man slightly bowed at his boss after